The Village of Ayla

The following morning greeted us with the warmth of Ayla's village. Elias, Lira, the party, and I decided to explore the village together. The village was a bustling hub of activity in the early morning, filled with lively merchants once in a dozen meters, curious villagers, and the distinct aroma of Ayla's unique cuisine lingering in the air.

Kale, having recovered from the previous day's spar, joined us as well, hell he seemed to be excited to have joined us.

I guess it is natural, he must've been quite bored here with the same people everyday, we must be quite the fresh bout of air for him to breathe and enjoy something new. 

He walked forward, his hair pitch black like Elias', his eyes a tinge of gray. His body was very well built for a fourteen-fifteen year old young man.