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Cortos The Roaring Brother, Baal-Asha River It was Eli's first expedition with the squad. It was a particularly cloudy late morning. Elias and his two other squadmates sat huddled in dense foliage just before the river bank opposite to their objective, an old Cortosi fortress and one of many...

Even the Gilded District was gloomy beneath an overcast sky pregnant with rain. Elspeth Sirl watched through the window of her carriage as the shadow of dark storm clouds to the east slowly loomed overhead, promising to shatter the evening peace with the song of storm and thunder. Normally she...

When respite from having to maintain a constant output arrived, Elias strode across the room and hunched over a basin to splash his face with water. He was no stranger to the workshop, as Ralene had conceived a method to utilize the celestial flame which he harnessed. It was all rather complex...

Columns of black and billowing smoke rose from the canopy of the not-so-far-off treeline. Elias had been carted away with the moaning and groaning near-dead casualties from the battle and taken to the large medical tent at the outskirts of the Anirian camp, where he sat on a long crate outside...

Cortosi Coast Castle Sirl "The only memory I have of this place is when the Proctors came to take me away." That was partly a lie. Elias remembered that there used to be many servants here, but he couldn't remember any of their faces. It was a vague remembrance that held little sentimental...

'Āina o Ka Lā A fleet of vessels headed by the Stalwart Dawn, one of the dreaded Blackforts of the Anirian Navy, drifted over the sea like death and cut through the waves like razors. Noncombatant deckhands scurried about the ships as their destination loomed on the horizon, one of the many...