Crimson Tower

Sitting atop a small hill within the wood line perimeter of Holtz, Will observed the active movement of all the men within the large city. He had given both freed slaves and their old masters tasks that needed to be achieved.

All of the slaves relished in their new freedom. Yes, they had tasks to complete, but Will insured Roland paid them for their work at a steady sage. Soon each one would have the money to truly live within the kingdom.

Will didn't feel too sorry for Roland, his business was in demand by the kingdom for so long, he had amassed a large fortune over the years. It wasn't as hard on him as he had let on in the beginning. All of his complaints were answered by the heat of Will's flame at his face.

Will watched the middle aged man hauling a cage hand in hand with one of the men who resided in the very same cell. They had formed a line going from the neatly stacked city of cages into a large pile in the center of town.