"Bregror, Salsahara, have you reached a final decision about retiring from adventuring?" Latvian asked, his voice even.
As an elf, he had become Salsahara's elder brother due to their shared expertise in the ancient language. This connection also made him Alfraed's elder, though Alfraed was hesitant to address him as such since the first thing Latvian requested upon meeting was a sparring match.
Every. Single. Time.
Latvian leaned forward, his sharp eyes studying the couple with a mix of curiosity and concern. His long, golden hair cascaded over his shoulders, catching the light in the quiet office. "You've both served the Association with distinction. Your decision to retire will not be taken lightly."
Bregror exchanged a glance with Salsahara, his deep voice steady as he replied. "We've made our choice, brother. It's time for us to step back and focus on our family. Our days of adventuring are behind us."
Latvian's brow knitted. "You won't regret this?"
