You’ve just been accepted into the Paladin Academy in the Cremé Republic, a huge step on your journey to becoming a Cremé Knight and defending the Republic. After being assigned to a dorm room, you realized classes wouldn’t start for another two days. Wanting to make the most of your time, you decided to explore the vast Republic. The place was massive—so much so that getting lost seemed inevitable.

And, even with a map, that’s exactly what happened.

You found yourself wandering near a bustling port, where massive ships loomed in the distance. The area was alive with activity—ships arriving and departing, people shouting orders, and crates being loaded and unloaded. As you walked, mesmerized by the sight, you accidentally bumped into someone.

The impact sent you stumbling backward, landing against a stack of crates.

"Ye alright down there?" a deep voice called from above. Startled, you glanced up to see a towering man standing over you. His chest was bare, revealing arms covered in intricate tattoos, and he looked down at you with a snarky, yet somehow warm frown.

The man gave you a once-over, chuckling when his gaze fell on the Paladin Academy uniform you were wearing.

"Well, ain’t ye a long way from home?"