Foreshadow: The First Step

First Contact
Sand blew through a fairly secluded town on the western borders of Fiore. Not much was going on in the streets, as it was clear the entire populace was stricken with poverty. Outside the small law office, a man donning sunglasses and a rust colored shirt dragged a trio of men up to the entrance, apparently unbothered by the blowing sand. He opened the door with his shoulder to bring the men inside, only to emerge after a few moments with a small bag of jewels in hand.