As business boomed and Elias' reputation grew, a peculiar customer arrived at his restaurant—a hooded man with piercing silver eyes. He introduced himself as Kael, a wandering historian.
"I've heard tales of your cooking, Baron Moretti," Kael said, sipping on a bowl of Elias' famed Solaran Flame Lotus soup. "But I wonder if you've ever heard of the Emberstone?"
Elias furrowed his brow. "Emberstone? Can't say I have. Is it an ingredient?"
Kael smirked. "Not quite. It's an ancient relic, said to enhance any flame-based magic. In the hands of a chef like you, it could revolutionize cooking as we know it."
The historian's words piqued Elias' curiosity. "And where exactly is this Emberstone?"
"In the heart of the Molten Spire, a dormant volcano far to the south," Kael replied. "But beware, it's guarded by ancient trials and dangerous creatures."
Elias glanced at Seraphina and Annalise, who nodded in silent agreement. This wasn't just about the relic—it was another step in Elias' journey to push the boundaries of his craft.