It had been exactly one week since the last wolf tide, and the town had completely returned to a semblance of normalcy.
The cobblestone streets were bustling with activity. The townsfolk and Magi alike worked tirelessly to repair the damage, their combined efforts allowing the town to already be ready for the next tide.
Despite the apparent return to order, the tension still persisted. Especially considering that there had been significantly more casualties in the most recent wolf tide compared to the ones before.
The mayor's office was a tense and somber place. This room which was normally filled with the ordinary bustle of civic duties, now had an atmosphere that was a mixture of fear and frustration.
Mayor Hobbs, with his weathered face and piercing blue eyes, sat behind the oak table, flanked by a group of Magi and hired mercenaries whose expressions ranged from anxious to downright angry.
