Arlen's journey to Lake Selis was long but filled with anticipation. He traveled through rolling meadows and dense forests, the air growing cooler and fresher as he neared the legendary lake. Villages along the way spoke with awe of the lake's crystalline waters and the bustling town that hugged its southern shore, famous for its martial academies and magical traditions.
When Arlen finally crested the last hill, the sight took his breath away. Lake Selis stretched out beneath him, its surface shimmering with blues and silvers under the midday sun. The lakeside town was alive with activity—fishermen mending nets, traders loading boats, and, most notably, warriors and magicians practicing forms along the water's edge.
He entered the town and was immediately struck by its vibrancy. Banners bearing academy crests fluttered in the breeze, and the clang of sparring swords rang out from open courtyards. Arlen made his way to the central square, where announcements for classes and tournaments were posted. He read through the listings, noting several academies offering intermediate sword arts, martial arts, and the rare elemental swordplay that had drawn him here.
Without delay, he secured lodging and registered for classes at the renowned Azure Wave Academy, known for blending water affinity with swordsmanship. The instructors were seasoned veterans, and the students hailed from every corner of the realm.
As Arlen settled in, he felt a surge of excitement. With Lake Selis before him, the guidance of master swordsmen and elementalists at his fingertips, and the mysterious labyrinth waiting beneath the waters, he knew his greatest challenges—and greatest growth—were just ahead.