Northern, after several twists and turns, eventually located the location he was supposed to meet Hao.
It was a low-profile bar nestled towards the eastern edge of the city that led to Berkinham Forest, the left wing of the dangerous dark forest that flanked South Drywall's rear and separated them from the main Drywall.
It was also one of the reasons why South Drywall was able to break away from its mother nation.
Northern slipped through the quiet streets, his steps light against the uneven cobblestones.
The city around him breathed a strange mix of tension and serenity, the shadows of the Berkinham Forest looming in the distance like an unspoken threat.
The bar came into view—its façade modest, almost nondescript.
'Somehow, it looks like a place that looks like Hao,' Northern thought as he glanced at the place.
It made him remember the Tower he and Ellis had gone to meet Hao at, and also the hidden vault of Hao in the forest.