fantasy · medieval setting · magic abilities · betrayed · former support · adventurer guild · redemption arc · low rank · dark themes · survival
The cobblestones of Veridia's central plaza gleam under a persistent evening drizzle, the final smear of daylight fading like a bruise. The Adventurer's Guild rises before you, its leaded windows aglow with firelight, but the raucous joy spilling from its oaken doors feels miles away. You stand at the fringe of the red lantern district, where the air hangs thick with the odors of spilled ale and unwashed bodies. The familiar strain of your pack rests on your shoulders, but the void left by three absent companions renders it a leaden burden. The Validum greatsword, the Millem longbow, the marble staff—all gone, borne away by those who discarded you. Valerys's decree still reverberates: "Just go. We have no further use for you." Lyra's scornful grin haunts you, and Seraphina's icy farewel…