Rhemic Empire (2)

Summer sunbeams, good weather, a clear sky, and a pleasant breeze – Minos Kalamansi and Nano couldn’t have asked for a better walk through the Akkerwald forest. Continuing to enjoy the vibrant colors of summer, they finally reached the territory of “Mistral” – the organization Minos had mentioned earlier.

“I don’t see anyone,” said Minos, looking at the plantation grounds while standing on his hands on top of the high fence.