Fang Hong used a quill to draw a red line on the map, the sound rustling softly.
The howling wind outside passed through the empty wooden window frames, shaking the light fixtures on the ceiling and causing the room's lighting to fluctuate. In the dark and vast space, the sharp wailing sound echoed ethereally, like a witch murmuring to herself.
He put down the pen and looked at everyone present. The shifting light revealed over a dozen faces with varied expressions. Each person looked towards him; there were men and women, tall and short, most of whom he did not know.
"First, let me introduce myself, although you may have heard some stories about me—either good or bad, with some possible exaggeration. My name is Ade, and this is our adventure group, called the Seven Seas Brigade. It hails from Dolifen and also from Fenris, having ventured to Istania, as you all may know."
"So, is it Dragon's Alchemist?" A tall, slender woman quipped with a smile.
Fang Hong nodded.
