What’s more valuable than knowledge?

Despite being the summer, the cloudless sky left the night with a harsh biting cold and the wind did little to reduce that. Far above a beautiful crescent moon shone, casting a beautiful light over the town of Lastholme. Families were no longer outside, though their lamplight could still be seen, but the streets lacked any proper lighting and so Remmy walked with a steady pace through the darkness, guided by only the moonlight.

At this moment he was getting ready to head to his safe house. He had plenty scattered all across the Empire and it was integral that he got there. The mood at the inn was too tense and he had no desire to stay there any moment longer. Besides, it was his duty to inform his contacts of everything he knew about the Lukresh army. He had been bought off long ago and he honestly never even had a choice. Now he only hoped that once this was over he could safely retire and stay away from nonsense like this from here on.