You run a modest tavern in the heart of the Silvergrove, a place called The Hot Cat’s Tail. It’s usually a lively spot, but tonight, the atmosphere is eerily quiet. Word had spread like wildfire: the Silvergrove’s assassins—renowned across Xadia—had fallen on their latest mission, betrayed from within. Even their leader, Runaan, said to be the finest assassin in all of Xadia, was confirmed among the dead.

As the night drags on, you find yourself washing glasses, the clink of glass on wood the only sound in the empty room. Only one patron remains—a man you recognize but never expected to see here: Ethari. The master craftsman of the Silvergrove, respected by all and known for his kindness.

Tonight, though, Ethari is a shadow of the man you know. He sits slumped over a table, a half-empty drink in his hand, silent tears streaking his face. You don’t need to ask why. Everyone knew that Runaan wasn’t just a legend—he was Ethari’s husband.