Time for a grand heist

With the newly acquired medallion securely hanging from his neck, Michael navigated the bustling streets of Durran. Vedora remained asleep in his room as he blended into the festival crowd.

"This harvest festival seems like a big deal," Michael remarked, his gaze wandering over the vibrant celebrations.

"Yeah. Every year, the orcs invite people from all kingdoms and worshippers of all gods to celebrate their harvest. Say what you want, the food they serve in the festival is damn delicious," Pink chimed in through the earpiece.

The mention of delicious food brought thoughts of his wife, Gaya, to Michael's mind. She was quite the food enthusiast.

"I wonder what she's doing," Michael mused to himself as he weaved through the festivities.

"Now that you have the medallion, what's our next move?" Pink inquired.

"I need to gather some alchemy ingredients to start cultivating in this world," Michael explained.