"This way" Jana says.
The smell of oak and oils fills my nose when I walk into the tall tower that resembles the first one I landed in Idris.
It seems the east is manned by the hunters due to the fall of Karn, I wonder what unfortunate shit happened there.
We walk up an archway without stopping at the desk manned by a mage, looking around like the air above her is the most amazing thing ever.
'If only I could drink an ice cold beer, or have a bowl of rice'.
'Maybe even some juice'.
'I would drink it like I have a towel in my stomach' my mouth begins to drip as I remember all the sweets and cream filled sugary snacks I refused.
'Caramel, oh you who is pure unto itself'.
'Little fragrance, yet such tenderness'.
"What do you think is going to happen"? Jana asks while looking at my smile as I stare at the ground.
"Hopefully, food my lady" she rolls her eyes.
