The City of Tears was as calm and relaxing as ever, the elegant lake above the beautiful, tall, and majestic structures built in the city.

You continued walking, noticing a long ago, a tall figure in the distance, pale and stoic. You could even notice how his cloak was pushed down by the soft drops that fell. The figure looked in your direction for a few seconds, noticed that you were approaching little by little, and bowed his head in a gesture of greeting and respect, a true gentleman.