Warning
A few days had passed since the arrival of Viscount Lyria and Viscount Eldon. Wallace had been busy managing the influx of nobles and adventurers curious about Toraz's burgeoning reputation and the mysteries of the Gaming Dungeon. One bright morning, as he was making his rounds in the plaza, he noticed Lyria and Eldon engaged in another heated bickering session. He sighed, a slight smile playing on his lips, and approached them.
"Good morning, Viscount Lyria, Viscount Eldon," Wallace greeted them warmly. "How have you been enjoying your stay in Toraz?"
The bickering paused momentarily as the two viscounts turned to acknowledge Wallace. Lyria was the first to speak, her voice laced with frustration.
"Baron Wallace, your dungeon is outrageous!" she exclaimed, throwing her hands up in exasperation. "Predators and facehuggers? It's a nightmare in there!"