On the evening of a relatively quiet day, Warren finds himself walking down a road in the very neat and quiet Lower Ward.
As he walks down the road, he notices heads turning at the sight of a General visiting the Lower Ward, usually it'd be a job for a low ranking Knight.
Warren smirks at the thought of him being something of a celebrity to this area of the city as he continues.
At the end of his walk is the Center, effectively the castle of the Lower Ward.
Warren enters the large building, welcomed by two teens, one in white and one in black.
The one in black runs toward him, clearly overjoyed at the sight of Warren.
"Warren! Welcome back! We missed you so much!"
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Warren responds after chuckling.
"Wow, really? Didn't think I left as much of an impression on you two."
"I have to go talk to Riley, could you point me in that direction, Damien?"
Damien then points to a staircase and explains.
"His office is up those stairs and to the right, you'll know it when you see the doors."
Warren nods and thanks the young, enthusiastic man as he heads toward the staircase.
As he reaches the top, a familiar face approaches him.
"Warren, it's been a while."
A woman walks from some corner of the room and embraces Warren before giving him a small peck on the lips.
Warren looks both shocked and happy, responding with his own kiss, longer.
"We gotta catch up soon Madison, see you tonight?"
The woman nods and smiles, cheeks now a light shade of pink as Warren walks up to a set of extravagant steel and gold doors.
Warren struggles a bit opening the huge, heavy doors but is welcomed by a huge, open room with an array of weapons and paintings.
In the back of the room sits a large desk with a man sitting at it, turned around, looking out the window at the rest of the Lower Ward.
The man turns around in his chair and folds his hands on the desk.
"Wassup man, welcome back."
Warren walks up to the desk and asks something.
"Hey Riley, we gotta make a deal."
