Walking out onto the busy street, Lucian surveyed his surroundings with wide eyes. Around him, a sea of pedestrians. A woman and her husband walked side by side, their child riding his father’s shoulders. Merchants and salesmen dragged their carts stocked full of items- food, alchemical regents, weapons, and the like- ready for a day chock-full of bartering and haggling with cheap consumers. A young couple unashamedly expressed their PDA to everyone and anyone who happened to catch them in their periphery. An old man ambled along the edge of the road, clutching his cane such that he would collapse upon the ground without its support. As Lucian inhaled the fresh city air and took in the events occurring nearby, he wracked his mind for ideas concerning what he should do with the day ahead of him. As a Rune Knight, he was sworn to protect the general public of Fiore from the forces of evil (and the usual edgy yet somewhat sympathetic villain who only committed crimes because his cat Mittens ran away when he was little and never came back). Despite this, nothing suspicious seemed to be afoot. Aside from the PDA couple irritating everyone in the vicinity, all of the pedestrians that Lucian could see seemed to be safe and happy.
But then, all of a sudden, enter a hooded figure standing right behind out hero.