The Titan Continent, Stoneheart City.
Glowing Aether-sprites coiled around the magical lamps hanging from the eaves. Outside the brightly lit Silent Goblet, the streets bustled with a ceaseless flow of foot traffic.
The moment the bard Cloudsong pushed open the heavy wooden doors, the familiar scent of aged ale and cheap succubus perfume hit him.
"Ah, just like old times," he murmured.
Inside the tavern, a crisp, melodic lute tune drifted through the air. Succubus barmaids spun in a hypnotic dance. Masked by a subtle illusion spell, the room shimmered with spectral golden butterflies and vibrant phoenixes—a perfect, intoxicating dreamscape.
Cloudsong flashed his VIP token at the bar, retrieved his half-empty flask of vintage spirits, and headed straight for the third floor.
The third floor was strictly reserved for those at the Legendary level. It offered a better view of the floor below and far more... attentive service.
