The li moving forward steadily, and Draco could feel the anticipation building within him and his siblings as their turn to ehe city of Orario drew closer.
Draco had take care to mask his physical features with a heavy cloak, determio avoid drawing any unnecessary attention to himself before they joined a familia aled into their new life in the bustling city.
As they inched closer to the front of the line, Draco could see a short, stout woman eared to be a dwarf being the group forward.
"!" she called out in a gruff but professional tone.
Draced the carriage carrying his family– Cir, Michalis, Eleni, Nikoos, Dimitra, Vasileios, and Vasiliki – to move up, aepped down to represent their group.
"Wele to Orario," the dwarf womaed them.
"Which of the following would best describe your iions for ing to Orario? Are you a registered adventurer, mert, new citizen, or something else?" She asked.
Drachtened his posture and replied, "New citizen."
The dwarf woman's eyes flicked towards Draco's panions, who were openly gawking at her.
"Should I assume that it is the same for them?" she asked, her brow furrowing slightly.
Draco could feel a twinge of embarrassment at his siblings' behavior, but he uood that they had never entered a dwarf before.
"I apologize for their behavior," he said, keeping his tone polite and respectful.
"It's their first time seeing a dwarf, and they're still adjusting." he expined.
The dwarf woman's expression softened, and she gave a small nod.
"It's fine, I'm used to that sort of rea. Anyway, you'll all o go join that line over there for iion and an interview," she said, gesturing to a long queue of people waiting further down the road.
Draco let out a small sigh as he took in the sight of the lengthy line.
"Ugh, all that just to join another line," he muttered under his breath, his irritation starting to show.
The sun was already dipping below the horizon, casting an e glow over the se, and Draco couldn't help but feel a twinge of frustration at the prospect of having to wait even longer.
"Here are ys," the dwarf woman said, handing Draco a set of identification tags for himself and his siblings.
He felt a twinge of frustration as he surveyed the line, but he khat security was of the utmost importan a city like Orario that had many enemies.
Giving his thanks to the dwarf woman, he led the carriage towards the iion line.
As Drad his siblings joihe back of the line, Draco could hear his siblings whispering among themselves.
"Did you see how much taller she was pared to the those other small people we saw in the line? Are they of the same race?" Cir whispered, her eyes wide with wonder.
"Yea, she looked a bit taller but not by much" Michalis added, stifling a giggle.
Eleni elbowed her brently, her voice soft but firm.
"Hush, Michalis. We don't want to be rude." she said.
Nikoos shook his head, his expression pensive.
"There are so many iing-looking people here. It's a bit weird seeing so many different races in one pce," he muttered.
Dimitra's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"I 't wait to see more! This is so exg!".
Vasileios and Vasiliki remained silent, tent to observe the world around them with curious eyes.
Draco sighed, realizing he o provide some text for his siblings.
"The shorter ones are pallums, and the taller ones are dwarves," he expined.
"Now, be quiet and stop talking about people. The st thing we need is trouble due to your rude statements. You never know who might be listening." he warned.
The wait felt endless, and Draco could see that some of the people further ba the line had already given up, unwilling to ehe lengthy process.
But Drad his family had e too far to turn baow, and they had no choice but to persevere.
Finally, after what felt like hours, their turn came again.
The sky had grown dark, and Draco could see the exhaustion and impatieched on the faces of those around them.
'Luckily, we got our turn,' he thought, relieved that they wouldn't have to wait until the day.
As soon as they reached the front of the liheir carriage ulled to the side, and a thh iion began.
Draained by the carriage, keeping a watchful eye on the proceedings to ehat none of their belongings were stolen by the iors.
It eculiar to Draco that no major inquiries were made regarding the substantial quantities of preetals aones in their possession.
One would expect the authorities to closely examihe ins aimacy of such valuable assets, particurly if they were obtaihrough potentially dubious means.
Draade a mental note of the men who did the iion, there was definitely something at py here.
Luckily he had hidden a rge portion of the gems aals not too far outside the city.
He had dohis to reduce the amount in their possession to tolerable levels, pnning to fly to the hiding spot at a ter time to retrieve their loot.
Meanwhile, his siblings were called into a nearby tent, one by one, for individual interviews.
Finally, it was Draco's turn to ehe interview tent.
As he stepped inside, he was greeted by the sight of a half-elf woman, her short pointed ears betraying her heritage.
Draco took a deep breath and removed his cloak, deg that there was o ceal his identity.
He reasohat there was no point in making himself look suspicious to a guild employee.
The half-elf woman studied him with a calm, professional demeanor.
Draco could tell from her initial expression that she was a bit stunned by his appearance, but she had quickly posed herself.
'As expected of a guild employee,' he thought.
"Wele to Orario," she said, her voice soft and measured.
"I'll be dug a brief interview to ehat you and your family pose no threat to our city. Please, have a seat." Draodded aled into the chair, waiting for the questions to begin.
"Name," she asked, adopting a more formal demeanor.
"Draco Bck," he responded.
"Race, hometown, and age?" she inquired, her voice devoid of emotion.
"To the best of my knowledge, I am a Dragonkin. I am currently 12 years old, and my hometown was destroyed during a moampede, so I no longer have one," Draco expined.
The woman turned her attention to a devi the table, her expression unreadable.
"Have you ever been part of a familia?" she asked.
"No, I have not," Draco replied.
"Have you ever been in possession of or involved with any harmful or illegal items?" she questioned, her eyes focused on the device.
"Not that I'm aware of," Draswered holy.
“Do ons for self defense t?” he asked.
"Hmm, no" the woman hummed, her gaze flickeriween the devid Draco.
"Have you received any form of bat training or been affiliated with any anizations outside of Orario?" she inquired.
"My grandparents were retired adventurers, and they provided me and my siblings with bat training. I don't belong to and haven't joined any anizations," Draco responded.
The roceeded to ask several other personal questions, which Draswered truthfully.
Based on her frequent g the device, he deduced that it was likely some kind of truth-deteg meism.
"Lastly, what is the reason you desire to be a citizen of Orario?" the woman asked.
"To bee an adventurer," Draco stated with vi.
The woman took one final look at the device, seemingly satisfied with his responses.
She began writing on a piece of paper.
"Here is the bill, and these are your papers. You've passed the interview. Once again, wele to Orario” she announced, handing the dots to Draco.
'Ah, so they've billed everything to me,' Draco realized, taking note of the charges for himself and his siblings.
Exiting the tent, Draco boarded the carriage and joihe final line of people with the necessary paperwork to ehe city.
The queue moved swiftly, and soon a heavily muscur man with a gruff voice requested their papers at the gate.
"Here you are," Draco said, handing over the dots.
"Everything looks in order. Would you like to purchase a basic map of the city?" the man offered.
'Well, we do o find an inn, and it's too te to go to the guild now,' Draco thought.
"Yes, please," Draco replied, paying the small fee before the carriage was allowed to ehe bustling city of Orario.
