"I am a descendant of the War Saint; you may call me Dragon Grand," the imposing figure said, his wide eyes glaring at Orson and the others.
Within the stronghold, there were many functional NPCs, but these NPCs were typically indifferent to players and wouldn't get involved in their battles. However, the man who claimed to be the War Saint's descendant was an exception. If the guild leader personally asked, he'd provide answers that were somewhat different.
"Take us on a tour of the stronghold," Orson said.
Dragon Grand grunted in acknowledgment and began to lead them around the stronghold.
"This is the stronghold's warehouse. It has been abandoned. It will require reputation points and materials to restore."
"This is the foundation of the magic tower. It has also been abandoned..."