Erthenia

I'm reading announcements and looking around the city center.

Walking through the city center, Larte couldn’t help but notice that the number of people in this place had not only increased compared to the rest of the city, but even more – there was a real crowd here now. Many people, ordinary onlookers, and Gaddar guards gathered around three individuals.

"Arabeth and Tartarus Ghostdrain, what is your purpose for coming to Gaddar?" The man speaking, though not young, possessed a strong oratorial voice and spoke to the two strangers with some tension, without any friendliness.
"Well, well, the governor himself arranged a personal welcome for us..." The woman dismounted from her companion's horse and approached the people who were watching them. They stepped back.

"Leave your games behind, witch. Tell me, why are you and your brother here!"
"The thing is, the king is very unhappy with your actions." The Sorceress looked around. "His Majesty ordered soldiers to be sent to the center."
"There are Tilians roaming our lands, and all sorts of things are happening throughout the country! I cannot fulfill this order and put the residents at risk!"
As she said these words, the silent rider in dark armor reached for his sword without saying a word.

"Just try it, demon," the old Knight threateningly gestured for the silent warrior to stop. Then he spoke to the woman again. "Even if he is called the strongest man in Erathia, do you really think that one warrior can defeat all the soldiers of Gaddar?"
"These ants?" The woman laughed. "But in some ways, you are right, old man. It would be wrong if we harmed His Majesty’s toys.” Arabeth climbed back into the saddle and gave the governor a final cold look. “One month. The troops must be withdrawn to the center; this is a final warning.”
After that, the pair galloped away on their black steed, the governor and his retinue headed towards the Castle, and the people began to disperse.

On the information board, strangely enough, there wasn't much useful information.
Ringer Brighterbring was gathering a team to sail to the Altean Islands, and the priest of the local Kalevrit church needed urgent help, according to the notice.