Time trickled by in a quietly deceptive way, much like water slipping through cupped hands. Before anyone noticed, two whole days had slipped into the past.
For the majority of Greyvale City's residents, those days were just like any other,filled with everyday tasks, the hustle and bustle of markets, laughter, arguments, and the ceaseless demands of survival.
Yet for Pax, those two days were a turning point. They signified a dramatic shift in his life, from a wandering soul and an always-broke "jack of all trades" to becoming a powerful force for change throughout the city.
From sunrise to sunset and back again, Pax barely allowed himself a moment of rest. He raced from tavern to tavern, driven by an almost frenzied energy, spinning tales and embellishing rumors with a skill that would impress even the most veteran of storytellers.
