A Man Like None Other And The Man Decree

Accompanied by Moses, Jared and his companions made their way to a place in Pathfinder Sect known for selling valuable intelligence.

The area was bustling with activity, with numerous individuals queued up for information. While Jared’s group had an appointment scheduled for later in the afternoon, Moses’s influence allowed them to gain swift access.

“Mr. Sutton, what brings you here?” a Pathfinder Sect member inquired, surprised by Moses’ unexpected appearance.

“I’ve come with some friends to inquire about something. Is Mr. Sawyer available?” Moses responded calmly.

“He’s in the room at the back,” the sect member confirmed with a nod.

Acknowledging the information with a slight nod, Moses gestured for Jared and the others to follow him as they proceeded toward the rear of the establishment.

unimpeded, with no one daring to stop

couldn’t help but marvel at the ease with which they navigated

of the establishment. Inside, they found a middle-aged man with a slight frame, dressed in humble, coarse linen, absorbed

what brings you here? Please, take a seat,” he

friends with me. We’re in need

an esteemed elder of Pathfinder Sect. It was known that elders of the sect enjoyed considerable wealth and prestige, yet Dillon’s appearance contradicted this notion,

and the others, nodded in

to inquire about anything. While I may not know everything about the Ethereal Realm, my

Pathfinder Sect. He’s an invaluable resource for any inquiries you may

Sawyer, I’m curious about the

with a nod. “The Lunarius Palace is said to have a history spanning thousands of years. It vanished without a trace until