White Clouds drifted lazily across the Sky, and the cool sea breeze, imbued with the fresh essence from the Forest, swept across the city, taking with it the sweltering heat of the dog days.
In a corner of the city, within an unremarkable Commoners' district, a family of nearly ten people was leisurely preparing dinner in their private courtyard.
This was their weekly family gathering, where sons and daughters, working in various parts of the city, reunited, some even bringing their Children along.
Under the cover of an ancient Tree Crown, the extensive family warmly finished their dinner together before several of the young men and women hurriedly left the small house, which, from the outside, appeared indistinguishable from any other.
Only a seemingly average young man remained, accompanied by two beautiful girls, helping two middle-aged adults clean up the aftermath.