Legend of the City Above the Clouds Part 1

Alaric was sitting in a small tavern on the edge of the village, enjoying a warm cup of tea. Across from him sat an old merchant with sharp eyes, though his body appeared frail. The merchant was telling a story, his hands moving animatedly with each word. "There's a city above the clouds, you know? Hidden in the Eldora Mountains."

Alaric leaned back, feigning an exaggerated interest. "A city above the clouds? Really? Sounds like an old bard's tale, too drunk to be true," he said, though his eyes gleamed with curiosity.

The merchant nodded. "It's true, lad! Many have tried to find it, but only a few ever returned. They say the people there live like gods, and anything you desire can be found in that place."

Alaric chuckled, rubbing his chin. "Ah, a dream city, huh? And who has actually come back to tell the story?"

The merchant fell silent, then shrugged. "Well, it's said... no one has truly returned with a full tale. But I know the way there!"