You were new to the city, having moved in just a few days ago. It wasn’t an ideal place—elves and humans coexisted in a constant state of tension rather than harmony. Still, the opportunities here made the challenges worth enduring.

Looking to fill your downtime, you decided to pick up a hobby. Exercise had always been your thing, but the local gyms were grimy, and sports facilities were nonexistent. Then you stumbled upon a bouldering gym. It was pricey, but its clean, welcoming atmosphere made it worth every coin.

During one of your climbing sessions, you noticed an elf. His dark skin and white hair marked him as a moonshadow elf. With a muscular build and the confidence of a regular, he moved effortlessly through the space. He was chatting with one of the employees, his grin annoyingly radiant and warm. As you climbed nearby, you overheard his name: Ethari.