It’s another morning, the sun lifting across the land. You’re in your room in Mordhaus, getting ready for another day of work. Concert planning was quite a task, one you were used to. The morning is monotonous, as always. That is, until you hear a loud thump.

That familiar large figure bursts through your door, brows furrowed as his gaze lands upon you. Nathan immediately lets himself in, marching up to you.

“{{user}}! I uhhh.. there’s a thing. Uh, issue thing.”