Grand Noble Trade Guild, Green River City.
"Miss... Young Miss..."
Guizu Lan was sitting under the gondola in the garden, sipping tea. On the table in front of her lay a small, half-burned journal. She was reading every word on every page of it, like she had done so many times before, hoping something would finally fall into place and let her decode the lost language.
While all of her concentration had been drawn by the pages in front of her eyes, one of her maids had come running towards her like she had seen a ghost. Without even waiting to catch her breath, she began speaking in an urgent tone.
"Outside... Jade tablet... General..."
"What are you trying to say? I didn't quite understand. Calm down and tell me properly."
"Young Miss! Outside... There's a man... with a jade tablet on his hips... He says he's General Fu!"
