The Dark Ascendant

The hum of the black market seemed to quiet as they reached Harlin's stall. Up close, the trader had the air of a man who had seen it all—weathered but sharp, with eyes that missed nothing. His fingers tapped lightly on the counter as he watched Dorian and Raj approach.

"Well, well," Harlin said, his voice smooth and confident. "Look who's back. What brings you to my humble shop, Dorian? Another wild scheme?"

Dorian grinned. "Nothing wild this time, Harlin. My friend here needs a Scholar Gem. Common level."

Harlin raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting to Raj. "Common? That's a rare request these days. Most people come here chasing power—grand or ancient Gems. What's your angle?"

Raj met his gaze steadily. "No angle. I prefer something reliable."

Harlin chuckled. "A practical man. I like that."

He reached under the counter and pulled out a small wooden box. Inside were several dull-blue Gems, their surfaces unremarkable.

"These are basic Scholar Gems," Harlin said. "No hidden powers, no fancy lineage—just what you need to get started. Perfect for someone who wants to keep a low profile."

Raj picked one up, feeling its faint pulse. It was steady and unimposing—exactly what he wanted.

"This will do," Raj said. "How much?"

Harlin named a price, one that was clearly inflated. Raj raised an eyebrow but said nothing, waiting to see how Dorian would respond.

"Come on, Harlin," Dorian said. "We've known each other for years. Surely you can do better than that."

Harlin leaned back, a sly smile on his face. "Years or not, business is business. But for you... let's call it a friendly discount."

He knocked a few coins off the price, and Raj handed over the money without complaint. The Gem was his now, and that was all that mattered.

"So, how do you two know each other?" Raj asked as Harlin packed the Gem.

Harlin smirked. "Dorian and I go way back. Let's just say we've helped each other out of a few tight spots."

"More like I saved your skin," Dorian added with a laugh.

Harlin shrugged. "Details."

They shared a knowing glance, the kind born from shared experiences and mutual respect.

As they turned to leave, Harlin called after them. "Be careful, Raj. Ravendale doesn't always treat outsiders kindly."

Raj nodded. "Thanks for the advice."

They made their way back toward the market's entrance, the hum of activity gradually fading behind them. The cool night air greeted them as they emerged into the open street.

"So, what's next?" Raj asked.

"Now," Dorian said, "you bond with that Gem and take your first step on the Scholar Path."

Raj smiled, his mind already racing with plans.