A Man Like None Other

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.

with no one daring to

marvel at the ease with which they navigated through

led Jared and the others to a secluded room at the back of the establishment. Inside, they found a middle-aged

someone enter, the middle-aged man looked up, his expression one of surprise. “Moses, what brings you here? Please, take a seat,” he greeted

me. We’re in need of

known that elders of the sect enjoyed considerable wealth and prestige, yet Dillon’s

and the

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

for gathering intelligence within Pathfinder Sect. He’s an invaluable resource for any inquiries you may have,” Moses

to Dillon. “Mr. Sawyer, I’m curious about the Lunarius

thousands of years. It vanished without a trace until approximately six months ago when it reappeared atop