Drakenfeld - The Forge of Valor

The sun had barely begun its slow ascent over the rugged peaks as we departed from Halcyon Reach. I sat quietly in the back of the sleek, black car, watching the ancient wisdom of Halcyon fade into the distance, replaced by a harsher, more unyielding landscape. The road ahead was narrow and winding, cutting its way through rugged hills and barren stretches of land where the air held the scent of iron and dust. I couldn't help but feel that as we traveled, we were leaving behind the gentle reverence of scholarly pursuits for a realm where only strength mattered.