Getting off the train, Lillian stretched her back, letting out a small moan. She then stared at the station with her hands resting on her hips.
They were finally here.
She took a look around, finding the train station not much different from the city if you were to ignore the very clear smell of smoke in the air and the overflowing bins.
The town of Blackridge was both a mining and a blacksmith town that was founded only a century ago.
At first, it was a manufacturing facility for Restara during a war with another kingdom. But as signs of war disappeared, so did the factory.
However, since the owner was still greedy for money and still owned the land, he decided to start a village for excess refugees in exchange for labouring in his mines.
