The first signs of the siege could already be felt within the city of Nova Drakhal.
Merchants began to close earlier. The cheerful atmosphere in the streets had disappeared. A curfew had been established by the residents themselves, afraid of a nighttime attack.
Inside the castle, Drayk, despite being excited about the war, was visibly tense about the situation of the townspeople. His serious expression as he walked through the corridors frightened even the servants.
During a meeting with his advisors, the group discussed the next steps.
"One of the villages reported that the food caravan arrived... with no supplies," Orzoth began.
"Raiders?" asked Varian.
"We can call them that, but we know it was the work of the Empire's soldiers."
"Have you thought of anything, Drayk?" asked Kaelon.
