After arriving at the High Priests' Palace's hidden garden, Anos lay lazily on the lush green grass, his golden eyes gazing up at the endless blue sky. The gentle rustle of the leaves and the soft chirping of birds filled the air, offering a rare moment of serenity in the otherwise chaotic world of Soulspire. The Gracious White Fox curled up beside him, tail flicking lazily.
'Soul Haven...' Anos murmured, closing his eyes, letting his mind wander as he tried to recall every fragment of knowledge he had about the legendary sanctuary.
'There are seven priests in the hidden elder palace of Soul Haven,' he thought, frowning lightly. 'They are the true source of the power that flows through the entire haven. From the novels, I only know four of them... the others remain a mystery.'
He sighed softly. 'It's been ages since I read the story, and some of the details about this world are already slipping from my memory.'
