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Chapter 5. Part 2. Trouble in Human Continent.

Lord Edrik Thornguard sat at the head of the grand oak table, his weathered face illuminated by morning sunlight, streaming through stained glass windows. Though well into his fifth decade, years of rigorous training and combat had honed the noble warrior’s body into a lethal machine. Despite his advancing age, Edrik remained a formidable presence on the front lines of any conflict.

The scent of freshly baked bread mingled with aromatic herbs, as servants bustled about serving platters laden with meats, cheeses, and fruits plucked from Shieldtown’s abundant gardens. Edrik absently picked at a slice of ham, while perusing parchment reports detailing recent raids on border villages by marauding goblins.

– Damned green-skinned vermin, – he muttered beneath his breath, eyes narrowing, as he skimmed through accounts of destruction and loss.

A grizzled old soldier entered the hall, his tanned skin creased with worry lines. He approached Lord Edrik cautiously, helmet tucked