Trade City of Alabaster…
Haleth sighed as she looked at the news she received from one of her friends that worked in a guild that specialized in information gathering.
Right now, the underworld was in an uproar since the different kingdoms had decided to mobilize their army. A never before seen grand-scale crusade against the Demons, who were rumored to be invading the Central Continent very soon, was currently underway.
This made the Underworld quite busy as some of them offered their services as mercenaries for hire. They really didn't care who won the war between the races. For them, profit was more important.
"Will, where are you?" Haleth muttered as she placed the document on top of her table. "I wish I could see you one last time."
"What a coincidence. I also want to see you, Haleth."
The Half-Elf lady jumped up in fright, but her legs hit the top of her table, making her crouch down in pain.
