Three days had passed since Alric Voss, a member of the Merchant's Council, had sent a spy to investigate the owner of the mysterious spatial ring. The sun had long since set, and most of the guild's employees had already gone home, leaving only a few guards patrolling the premises. Inside his dimly lit office, Alric sat at his ornate desk, swirling a glass of wine in his hand, his mind consumed by thoughts of the ring.
Such an artifact was beyond rare. If he could acquire it, the possibilities were endless—securing massive shipments, discreetly transporting goods, even hiding illicit transactions from prying eyes. It would make him untouchable in the world of trade.
