Chapter 56

Fragments of my calm come to me.

But only when I feel that I'm mentally ready, do I return.

I journey back to the hub, near the entrance and as I do. One by one, I am noticed by more people, ashy faces staring at me with a strange sense of familiarity like they know me. Frowning faces trying to decipher where from, recognition blooming in their eyes. I shirk off the gawking stares and focus onwards.

In due course, I spot the Herems gathered around the dusty steps of the courthouse.

The Avangard and Primus Kelan are still dispersed.

I make my approach.

"They are not a terror faction. They may be violent in enforcing their anti-monarchist views, but not to this extent," a being says, seated on the steps. The Herems at the base. A squire bandaging his wounded arm. "They are the northern raiders. They gain their wealth by stealing it from others, generally from unprotected towns like ours."