As Argon steps through the grand gates of Zephyr City, he is immediately approached by a well-dressed man. The man's demeanor is calm yet respectful, his eyes sharp and attentive.
"Welcome to Zephyr City, my Lord," the man says, bowing slightly. "I am Lorn, a subordinate of Cambion. We have been expecting you."
Lorn straightens, a professional smile on his face. "We have prepared accommodations for you at our finest establishment, my Lord. But first, would you like a tour of the city before we head to our shop?"
Argon considers the offer, then nods. "Sure, I don't have anything to do after all. Lead the way."
Lorn gestures for Argon to follow and begins to walk through the bustling streets of Zephyr City. The crowds part for them, giving them a wide berth as they pass.