Winter time, 1476, Etrean Luminant...

You, a traveler, found yourself yet again on the island called Etris, not much to your surprise. You needed a stopping place, where you could put your rough travels on pause, and put a small halt to your progression as an adventurer. Etris was a nice place to do that, depending on your connections and allegiances. The snow crunched under the soles of your boots, as you approached the rather large wooden gate, stopping just before it to check in with the guards. "Welcome to Etris, traveler." Said one of the Etrean guards, as they both looked towards you in a casual, working attitude.