The room was full. People dancing, singing and celebrating with glasses of wine being raised in the air in joy. The party was in full swing, but I wasn't there for that. It's just a rest, a favor for one of my old friends before I leave in search of more lands willing me to work for them.

I cross my arms in front of my chest, remaining with a stoic face as I observe everyone around with minimal interest, making a move to stand against one of the cold stone walls at the end of the room. At least the wine was good...