Ajest

"Please fill in your information here, then over there for the capture," she said, handing me a sheet of parchment and a pen. Her tone was neutral, but her expression wasn't. It was odd—like she was holding something behind that perfectly practiced smile.

Weird.

Well, whatever.

"Thanks," I replied, taking the paper and heading toward the grand staircase, where a steady stream of nobles climbed to the upper floors, forms in hand.

The hall I found myself in was packed—a veritable melting pot of nobility from all corners of the continent. The air buzzed with the hum of conversations, each more pretentious than the last. Nobles exchanged pleasantries that were clearly more about showing off wealth and connections than any genuine interaction.

And yes, as expected, the crowd was diverse.

Races of all sorts.

Well, the four major ones: humans, elves, vampires, and the Sea Folk.