Turning Heads

Jayce made his way to the giant tree in the middle of the town. Today was the day when they were going to explore the depths of the tree in order to find Magicite stones. If there were none, then they would just have to look elsewhere.

Originally he would have been fine if they had found regular Magicite stones, but now with his lack of mana, he wasn't confident in creating them anymore. Perhaps he would still be able to transfer mana from magical objects, but something told him to prepare for the worst case scenario.

As he walked into the entrance of the tree he saw the usual crowd of townsfolk in the lobby. This place acted as a sort of trading hub for the town, where people would trade food, services and even just come to have a chat.

Usually he would just breeze past with only a few sparing him a look or shouting hello, yet today something seemed different. At first only a few people turned around, but that number began to increase.