Erik found himself at the city's gate, a colossal structure that pulsed with energy and life.
Beyond its purpose as a mere gateway to the city, this grand entrance held a greater meaning. With traders from all corners of the world convening, it was a bustling hub and the heart of commerce for Testrovsc's Rest.
The atmosphere was filled with the bustling sounds of trade and negotiation, interrupted by bursts of laughter or intense arguments.
Such places were known for their electric atmosphere, filled with a heady mix of anticipation and excitement, which Erik could see all around him.
The symphony of sounds and a whirl of activity were almost overwhelming. This place was like a different world, one where mercenaries like him could find everything they ever wanted or needed.
The streets were a hive of activity, with stalls and shops strung together like beads on a necklace, each one offering something unique and enticing.