33 Chadena (1/2)
”Chadena is known as the Blade of Whitemoor, where aspiring fighters from all over the province gather to test their mettle and strength in the majestic citadel of the renowned Warrior's Guild. But should you find the time other than marveling the seasoned combatants in their friendly exchange of blows, there are stories to tell and songs to be heard in the grand mead hall of the Fighter's Retreat.”
- Valerius Tiberius, Author of 'Adventurer's Guide to Whitemoor, 2nd Edition', 6th day of Ending's Cry, 1443.
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Gray could only marvel in deep awe as he and Isamu finally enter the town of Chadena.
The Elf's eyes could not help but wonder all over the place while the two walks on the streets of the town, enjoying the bustling sights of the people walking around the area and bargaining with the merchants in their stalls at the marketplace as well as surveying the different establishments that cater to the citizen's various needs.
”Chadena is a fairly large town from what we are seeing right now. As such, it's divided into four districts, each with its distinct purpose.” Gray heard Isamu speaking as they now find themselves in the marketplace as they walk. ”This here is the Commerce district, the heart of the town, the area of trade where merchants and traders deal with their business among the townsfolk with their different merchandise. Business establishments such as the Blacksmith, General Goods, Jewelry Store, Butchery, and a whole lot more can be found here.”
Gray nods in acknowledgment at what Isamu told him, appreciating the information being given to him.
Indeed, the Elf could see how prosperous the town is judging by the content looks of the people in his vicinity.
Chadena certainly is affluent and crowded with well-to-do people. The walls, streets and establishments are unquestionably well-maintained. The markets are thronged with various wanderers from different regions drawn by the availability of both goods and labor. The beautiful cadence of hammers and looms is an incredible testimony to the business of the artisan's workshops.
Speaking of the people, Gray's eyes also widen in pleasant surprise at now seeing different races from all over the land the more he and Isamu delve deeper into the parts of the town, going about with their affair as the people interact with one another in a harmonious setting.
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Human, Dwarf, Cat-folk, Lizardling, Orcs, and of course, his race, Elf.
Gray witness all of them as he keeps their physical traits in mind, comparing them to the various RPG that he played in his past life.
'Wow!!' Gray could barely contain his enthusiasm at seeing in person the different mythical races that he could dream of as witnessed in the various video games and media in his past life. 'It's like every gamer's wet dream!! I still could not believe that I'm part of this fantasy wonder in which I could only dream of by playing RPG back on my time on Earth. Woah, is that a Lizardling!? They sure look like the Argonian race from the Elder Scrolls.”
One could very well see the Elf's brighten expression as it was as clear as the day, not even attempting to mask his excitement about the intricate wonders of the mythical world. As such, Isamu merely chuckles at the Elf's awed expression, comparable to an eager child who has just set foot outside for the first time.
”Judging from your expression, you sure must be excited at visiting a human town, right?” The Cat-folk Champion inquires his Elven friend with a smile.
Gray's eyes widen in realization when Isamu snap him out of his momentary exhilaration, prompting the Elf to recompose himself as to not make him seem out of place and overly thrilled over something that's average in the eyes of the general public.
'Crap, I better learn how to control my emotions if I wish to blend in among the people.' The Elf thought as he crosses his arms calmly. 'Don't want anyone getting suspicious now, would we?'