*** Snowkeep - Outer Districts ***
The snow had not yet melted, but the streets of Snowkeep were no longer silent.
Children ran between workshops, apprentices shouted over the hammering of iron, and the faint sound of recitation echoed from the old guild halls that had been converted into schools.
All those who could read or write were immediately given the job of education, the previous census being the basis for the recruitment of new educators.
The scent of ink, charcoal, and bread blended with the winter air.
At the center of it all, Justinian stood beside Darius, watching as a group of commoners sat around a crude wooden table. Each one had a parchment in hand, their expressions caught somewhere between awe and confusion.
A young scribe read aloud from the first copied volume of the Old World Compendium.
