Raf's favorite part about being a Dreadlord, well an Initiate, was getting to go on missions.
A year ago he had abhorred them, tried to avoid and shirk them as much as he possibly could. It had never worked of course, the Proctors would nab him and send him somewhere regardless of...
Aberresai Savannah - Greater Plains
Selene sat quietly on her horse, lips thin and eyes fixed on the horizon. She could see flames rising in the distance, the outline of a small village crossing just ahead of her vision.
The group would reach it inside of an hour.
They had traveled to the...