In the Wizard World, they would be defined as "resource consumers," a burden.
But here, they were fathers, mothers, craftsmen... ordinary people who had resisted the Erosion in the most primitive of ways.
"Brother?" Li Yao called softly, his youthful eyes filled with worry.
Ian snapped out of his thoughts and looked at everyone in the courtyard, then began to speak slowly.
"We've arrived at Blue Cave Mountain."
His voice was not loud, but every word reached their ears with perfect clarity.
"This is the Outer City. It's chaotic and dangerous, but as long as you don't cause trouble, you'll at least have a roof over your head and a safe place to sleep at night."
A slight stir went through the crowd, but they quickly fell silent again.
Ian paused for a moment before continuing.
"But this courtyard costs five Dust Crystals a month to rent, and the food we brought will only last us two days."
The moment he finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze.
