Kael stepped into the room, a comfortable robe enveloping him like a cocoon of warmth. The gentle fabric traced his movements with a hushed whisper as he moved toward the neatly arranged clothes on the bed.
The attire laid out for him spoke of Astoria's elegance – a tunic woven from fine threads of azure and silver, adorned with subtle celestial patterns. The trousers carried a regal simplicity, and a cloak of midnight blue hung gracefully over the ensemble. Polished boots awaited, completing the ensemble with a touch of refined practicality.
As Kael dressed, he felt the weight of responsibility settling upon his shoulders, the garments a symbol of his connection to Astoria.
Upon opening the door, he found Elara engaged in conversation with a distinguished man. The newcomer, introduced as Captain Adrian Thorne, bore an air of authority accentuated by the azure robes that draped him. His silver hair, neatly combed, framed a face etched with the wisdom of arcane mastery.
"Captain Adrian Thorne oversees our royal mages," Elara explained, her eyes shimmering with respect.
The captain extended a hand, a gleam of camaraderie in his gaze. "Kael, I've heard much about your journey and the celestial magic you bear. Astoria welcomes you."
With a firm handshake, Captain Adrian Thorne hinted at the threads of power woven into the fabric of destiny, intertwining Kael's quest with the unseen currents of Astoria's fate. The ensemble Kael wore became more than attire; it became a symbol of the magical alliance that awaited him in his journey.