Kael nodded, his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Together, we will face whatever dangers lie ahead."
The journey on the Snake Road was indeed perilous, with steep cliffs, raging rivers, and ferocious beasts waiting to strike. But Kael and Eira persevered, driven by their determination to claim the Coat of West Elos.
And with that, they began their descent into the heart of the stronghold, ready to claim the Coat of West Elos and unlock its secrets.
The air seemed to thicken as Kael and Eira pondered the riddle. Eira's eyes widened as understanding dawned on her face. "The answer is a promise."
Kael's eyes scanned the area, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his sword. "Let's proceed with caution. We don't know what kind of dangers lie ahead."
As they entered the tavern, the warm glow of the fire pit and the murmur of hushed conversations enveloped them. The air was thick with the smell of ale and roasting meat. A hooded figure, sitting in the corner, caught their attention. The symbol on their cloak matched the one they had seen throughout their journey.
With a wave of his hand, Arachne revealed a hidden door behind him. "The Snake Road lies ahead. But be warned, the journey will be treacherous, and the coat's power comes with a steep price."