A Hope for Peace and Preservation

"What? My wife and children have been captured by the Galeborne?" The air grew tense, each breath taken felt like the weight of despair.

"My Husband!" A wife cried out, her voice echoing with raw emotion.

"My mother! Where is she?" The haunting cry of a daughter pierced the surroundings, leaving an eerie silence in its wake.

News spread like wildfire that the Lightweavers had been kidnapped by the Galebornes. Panic quickly engulfed the crowd. The smell of fear was palpable; it choked the air.

The cobblestone streets echoed with hurried footsteps, the clamor of voices, and the occasional jingle of dropped coins. Though only about two thousand were taken hostage, the number of frantic searchers swelled to almost three thousand due to the pandemonium and misinformation.