The air reeked of burnt oak and iron as Kael stumbled through the village square, his boots crunching over shattered pottery. Smoke coiled in jagged tendrils from the charred remains of the central lantern, its oil-fed flame guttering like a…
The wind howled through the skeletal trees of Virelle Forest, carrying the scent of damp moss and iron. Kaela tightened her cloak against the chill, her boots crunching over frost-bitten leaves. The village of Elmhollow lay behind her, its thatched…
The air in the library reeked of dust and burnt parchment, a stench that clung to Kael’s skin like a second layer. His fingers, calloused from years of handling brittle pages, trembled as they traced the faded script on the…
The air in Emberfall stank of burnt cedar and iron, a sour tang that clung to Kaela’s throat as she trudged through the ruins. The city’s bones—cracked stone pillars, shattered mosaics, and the skeletal remains of a great library—lay scattered…
The forest breathed in Lira’s presence, its ancient roots coiling like serpents beneath the moss-laden earth. She knelt at the base of the elderwood, fingers brushing the gnarled bark until it hummed beneath her touch—a sound like wind through hollow…
The air reeked of ozone and burnt iron as Kael dragged the red-hot blade from the forge, its edge gleaming like a sliver of the setting sun. His hands, calloused from years of shaping steel, trembled despite the heat. The…
The air in Veyrith reeked of burning incense and iron, a scent Kael had come to associate with desperation. He crouched in the shadows of the Flamekeep’s outer corridor, fingers twitching against the cold stone as he listened to the…
The air reeked of burnt pine as Kaelen stepped over the crumpled body of the scout, his boots crunching through the brittle remains of a shattered campfire. The forest around him pulsed with a low, guttural hum, like the earth…
The city of Veridion clung to the colossal roots of the Worldtree, its spires carved from living wood that pulsed faintly with green light. Kael moved through the labyrinthine streets, his boots silent on the moss-covered stones. The air smelled…
The city of Varethis breathed through its spires, a labyrinth of copper pipes and soot-streaked stone that hummed with the weight of secrets. Kael moved like a shadow between the alleys, his boots silent on the damp cobblestones, the scent…
The air in the village of Virelle hung thick with the scent of burning pine and damp earth. Kael wiped soot from his hands, his calloused fingers leaving smudges on the iron anvil. The forge’s glow cast long shadows across…
The sun hung low over Valenar, a bruise of molten gold bleeding into the horizon. Kael’s hammer rang against the anvil, each strike sending sparks into the dusk. The forge’s heat clung to his skin, thick as smoke, but he…
The air in the village of Virelle hung thick with the scent of pine and ash, a reminder of the fire that had scorched the eastern hills a decade past. Kael stood at the edge of the forest, his fingers…
The sun dipped below the jagged peaks of the Obsidian Range, casting the city of Avaris into a twilight that never ended. Kaela wiped soot from her hands, the acrid tang of molten iron sharp in her nostrils. The forge’s…
The air in Veylan’s market was thick with the scent of spiced meat and burning incense, a haze that clung to Kaela’s skin as she darted between stalls. Her fingers brushed the edge of a vendor’s cloth bundle, and a…