The rest of the day passed with players and NPCs exchanging stories, sharing laughs, and recounting the past months.
Some players spoke of their toughest battles, while NPCs reminisced about the changes in Istarra since the saviors arrived.
The blend of perspectives made for an interesting evening—one where the lines between player and resident blurred just a little more.
And with that, Friday came to an end.
For Arlon, the next two days were empty.
He hadn't come to Istarra for any specific purpose, but there was one thing that lingered in his mind—Charon's curse.
He wanted to know more.
But it was still too early.
Whatever secrets Charon held, Arlon wasn't strong enough to uncover them yet.
He needed to level up more, grow stronger, and investigate it himself rather than rely on secondhand information.
So, for the next two days, he simply idled around.
