The Clan Varran gates stood tall and imposing as they always had, yet today, something was terribly wrong. Kargan, the leader of Clan Varran, and his vice leader, Lira, along with their elite warriors, stood in front of the entrance with bewildered expressions. After months of being away on an expedition, fighting on the frontlines, and securing alliances for the kingdom, they had returned to their home base, hoping for a warm welcome and some well-deserved rest. But instead, they were met with silence and a closed gate.
Kargan's face twisted with frustration as he examined the gates. "Why are the gates closed?" he muttered, his voice sharp. His piercing dark eyes narrowed as he took in the eeriness surrounding their base.
