- Location
- Lupaix: The Den
The Den, once serving as the heart of the Bloodstones, was little more than a charred wreckage.
As Desmond and those accompanying him arrived, the sound of their bike engines died off and was replaced by a somber stillness that settled over them. He had pulled up alongside the side of the street and dismounted, but he made no move to approach the building yet.
Desmond had a knack for understanding people, and his instincts told him to hold back and to let Rhetta and Sel be the first to approach the remants of the building.
The crumbled walls where charred and blackened by the intense heat of the flames. The door frame stood partially intact, but the wooden door had been buried under the collapsing rubble from above, leaving just an empty frame. Beyond that threshold lay a heap of blackened wood, broken glass, bottles, and furniture charred beyond recognition. The fire had spared little.
The Den, a place that had once represented home, family, and safety, was now a somber monument to what had been lost.
As Desmond and those accompanying him arrived, the sound of their bike engines died off and was replaced by a somber stillness that settled over them. He had pulled up alongside the side of the street and dismounted, but he made no move to approach the building yet.
Desmond had a knack for understanding people, and his instincts told him to hold back and to let Rhetta and Sel be the first to approach the remants of the building.
The crumbled walls where charred and blackened by the intense heat of the flames. The door frame stood partially intact, but the wooden door had been buried under the collapsing rubble from above, leaving just an empty frame. Beyond that threshold lay a heap of blackened wood, broken glass, bottles, and furniture charred beyond recognition. The fire had spared little.
The Den, a place that had once represented home, family, and safety, was now a somber monument to what had been lost.