While the army led by Grand Marshal Tam amassed on the banks of the Nerid River, a young messenger boy ran through the streets of Trinquile, running amongst the bright and colorful city.
The boy had worked as a messenger for the King for only a few months now, and had been elated to learn that he would be delivering a message to Trinquile.
Many dreamed of visiting the city of Mages, and even the older messenger boys had been jealous of his luck, only a few of them had been given the opportunity to visit the city that, so many spent their whole lives wondering about.
He had thought the tales of the city to be mere rumors, right up until the point where he had seen the first of the Mage Towers peeking above the horizon, it was at that moment that he knew that Trinquile was everything that it was rumored to be, and more.
The Academy itself shone, proudly reflected in the lake, with the rest of the city merely huddled around the majestic Academy.
