At the base of the majestic Tree of Longevity, there was a Sanctuary of Life, a chamber filled with Vitae and Mana. The energies inside were so dense, that they had condensed into mist and droplets forming a Vitality Pool.
A brown platform made from the Root of a Longevity Tree was at the center of the pool, submerged a few inches under. On this platform lay the necrotized and comatose figure of the only Master Blacksmith of the Rajni City, Blacksmith Avad.
Suddenly, his eyes flew open, and a ghastly shout pierced the tranquil air. The sound echoed through the chamber, a heart-wrenching wail of agony as his necrotic cells began a painful process of rejuvenation.
The mist seemed to pulse with his cries, each one more desperate than the last, alerting the occupants of the office above the chamber.
Sumuki, the Chief Administrator of Rajni City, and Povnar, the City's Guard Commander, rushed to the chamber, their hearts pounding with urgency.
