Kazz stood in awe, his eyes scanning the colorful chaos of the Orchidia Markets. It had taken him days to reach this bustling city, through treacherous forests and winding rivers. Now, his journey had led him to the heart of the known world, a place where treasures and wonders awaited those with the audacity to seek them. The market street stretched before him, a cacophony of scents and sounds that assaulted his senses.
The air was heavy with the aroma of exotic spices, mingling with the sweet scent of blooming flowers. The hum of chatter, combined with the melodious songs of street performers, created a symphony of noise that thrilled his adventurous spirit. Of each grassy street, merchant stalls lined either side, bursting with exotic goods. Jars of shimmering dust said to grant eternal youth, glittered in the sunlight.
Artisans displayed intricately carved figurines, their eyes alive with mischief. A fire-breathing vendor twirled balls of flame with expert precision, drawing a crowd of wide-eyed onlookers. Lost in the sea of bustling bodies, Kazz failed to notice the two strangers standing in his path. With a clumsy misstep, he collided with them. One of them was a girl around his age, The other stranger, a man who appeared to be of Joyan descent like himself Clad in simple yet stylish garments, he stood with an air of quiet confidence, "Apologies, miss," he stammered, offering a sheepish smile as he took a step back to assess the damage.