Chemortia,
The Chemor Kingdom.
Freya, exhausted from her encounter with the vampires, wasted no time in locating her partner, Artium, at a nearby inn. She had utilized their soul connection to communicate her safe arrival in the city, seeking solace in his presence.
The ancient mage had guided her to his new temporary abode through their soul connection, and the swordswoman had found him soon.
“Welcome back, Freya. How was your quest?” Art greeted her with a smile, turning away from the alchemy equipment.
“It was fine.” She spoke nonchalantly as she took a seat, “I was able to complete the quest in less than a day, but I was ambushed on my way back.”
“Ambushed? But seeing you unharmed, it can only mean they didn’t succeed.” Art said, while keeping an eye on the brewing potion.
“They were pureblood vampires… four of them. I managed to kill three, but one escaped.”