Elion nodded, understanding Tristan's worries all too well. If it were Valeria or his mother who had gone missing, he knew he couldn't just sit back and wait for news. Only by searching for them himself would he find any peace.
It was better to take action with one's own hands!
"Okay, I'm ready," Tristan said, stepping out in a sleek new outfit. As an elf, he was naturally handsome, but now his allure has reached a whole new level.
Elion nodded. "Let's go."
They left the Black Cisney Hotel and spent some minutes looking for the Red Lion Pub. They soon found it and walked there.
The Red Lion Pub stood at the corner of a bustling street, its worn brick walls illuminated by the warm glow of lanterns hanging above the entrance. Suspended between the lanterns, a wooden sign with a fierce red lion could be seen.
As they stepped inside, the sound of cheerful laughter and clinking mugs could be heard.