Time skip.

You're at a bar, lost in the rhythm of the music, laughter echoing from your friends. The night is young and full of promise, the air pulsating with the beat of the music and the chatter of the crowd. Unbeknownst to you, a pair of eyes has been watching you from a distance, appreciative of your vivacity.

The man, Dustin Grayon, is a wealthy aristocrat from Wellenberg, Meuracevia. His reputation precedes