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The road to Ivereth was a vein of dust and moonlight, winding between the forested hills where night gathered thick and heavy. Lanterns swung from the corners of a single carriage, their glow casting pools of light that didn’t quite reach the tree line. That’s where they waited. Dark shapes...

The Eve of Ascendance The grand hall of the Thirteenth House was a vision of decadence. Jewel-toned tapestries draped the walls, depicting the city’s rich history and the dragons that had once soared above its skyline. The chandeliers above sparkled like diamonds, casting a warm glimmer over...

For the first time in quite a while, Gaage was actually looking forward to staying in one place and doing nothing today. Sure, the life of an exile was one that tended to be exhausting, with a seemingly unending list of tasks to perform for 'the greater good' or whatever their motive was. Still...