Kaladin, a man without a planet, and without a house name, wakes up to another day of dull Mytikas living. Life in the Protectorate is improving, but it still doesn't resemble home, or Creusa where most of the people here had come from originally.
The trunk in the next room with the knife and sword in it look ever more attractive lately, as exploits of other adventurers and the rich rewards they've obtained for doing so circulate, mostly through rumor, and official news reels.
Recruitment commercials play constantly, informing viewers to look into either the government complex, military camp, or one of the many administrative offices around the city for opportunities.