Even though the city was bathed in the artificial glow of its lights, the expansive maze that was Testrovsc's Rest gave off the impression that it was teeming with activity. The sound of rhythmic hammering from blacksmiths at their forges, combined with the talk of merchants selling their wares, filled the area around Erik with sound.
The young man said to himself, "Guess this city never sleeps," as he walked across the metropolis.
After he had finished his business with the Porter Company, he found himself wandering through the complex shopping district of the city.
Each shop window displayed an impressive array of shining weaponry, ranging from longswords with delicately wrought hilts to recurve bows with perfectly constructed limbs.
However, despite the plethora of options available, Erik departed each store with a sense of dissatisfaction. Some of the weapons, although having spectacular aesthetics, needed to have the proper balance.