Falconcrest: The Hometown Transfer
Falconcrest: The Hometown Transfer One of the best parts of my job was the travel but my career was coming to an end, and when I received the news of my transfer to my hometown of Falconcrest I was elated. Always a bit of an amateur archeologist and historian, the thought of an opportunity to re-explore the Renaissance Village made me that much more excited to get packed and take a few days of leave time before reporting for work. The final few weeks seemed to drag on and on, out-processing felt like it took months to complete, but finally with household goods shipped, and reservations made I was on my way. Tyrion Castle resort was full of activity. I quickly checked in and planned to head up to my room and relax for the rest of the day, but I was distracted by an elderly man, slight in build, using a cane to move about and reminding me of someone from my youth. As I looked again, the man approached, holding a satchel tightly against his chest, he had a look of ...