The evening of King Alden's sixtieth birthday celebration finally arrived, and the Royal Capital of Kingsford was more magnificent than ever.
Thousands of lanterns illuminated the principal avenues leading toward the Royal District, while enormous banners bearing the royal insignia hung from towers, bridges, and public buildings.
Musicians performed in crowded squares, merchants continued serving customers despite the approaching night, and city guards maintained a constant presence along the roads reserved for arriving dignitaries.
At Adventurer Guild Headquarters, several carriages waited beneath the entrance archway.
Sage stood beside the foremost carriage, examining the formal clothing Boren had insisted he wear for the occasion. The dark coat was embroidered with restrained silver patterns, and the Guild's insignia rested prominently upon his chest.
