Lord Elarion's eyes widened in realization. "So, we can use the well as a bargaining chip to draw in potential allies and resources?"
Aric nodded. "Exactly. And you have something else to offer as well—your leadership. You've already shown the villagers that you're willing to fight for them. That's a rare quality in a noble."As the night wore on, the two discussed the types of allies they needed. Merchants, as Aric had mentioned, were essential for trade and the influx of goods that Ravenswood required. Lord Elarion envisioned bustling marketplaces where villagers could sell their crops and goods, bringing prosperity to the land.Aric also emphasized the importance of skilled craftsmen who could help repair and expand the village. Builders, blacksmiths, and healers were vital for the well-being of the community.Lord Elarion's mind raced with possibilities. The village could be transformed into a thriving hub of trade, culture, and cooperation. He was eager to put these plans into motion, but he needed to learn more about the realm and its territories.
Aric, who had spent years wandering the realm, shared stories of the lands beyond Ravenswood. He spoke of distant kingdoms, enigmatic forests, and forgotten ruins. His knowledge was a treasure trove of information that Lord Elarion knew would be invaluable.Their conversation continued throughout the night, and by the time dawn's first light touched the village, they had forged a plan. Lord Elarion would take Aric as his advisor, and together, they would set out to explore the realm, seeking allies, merchants, and the resources needed to build Ravenswood into a thriving community.As the sun rose over the village, Lord Elarion and Aric were ready to embark on their quest for allies. With renewed determination, they knew that their journey was just beginning, and the path ahead held the promise of a brighter future for Ravenswood.