Family Jewels 1
[I'll put in a link tag from what ever post we use to get out of Milliways here *grins*]
Arvon was a wild land, little would Khemrys know it, the last sanctuary of the Old Blood, the place of final retreat once their lands had become home to a new kind, a new breed with little power and shorter lives...
Arvon, where old gods dwelt and old powers still yet battled, and were growing strong once more. Beyond the wastes and far from the Dales, there lay a cave on Red Mantle lands, a small cave sheltered among stone and fronted by a fissure in the rocks. A cave a girl had once retreated to in terror and fear, hoping that perhaps there would be more than one exit from such.
And she had been right...though the second exit was not as mundane as she had expected.
And so, in the early spring of the Year of the Fire Troll, old, old sigils began to glow once more, fitfully spreading across the bare stone walls...
Arvon was a wild land, little would Khemrys know it, the last sanctuary of the Old Blood, the place of final retreat once their lands had become home to a new kind, a new breed with little power and shorter lives...
Arvon, where old gods dwelt and old powers still yet battled, and were growing strong once more. Beyond the wastes and far from the Dales, there lay a cave on Red Mantle lands, a small cave sheltered among stone and fronted by a fissure in the rocks. A cave a girl had once retreated to in terror and fear, hoping that perhaps there would be more than one exit from such.
And she had been right...though the second exit was not as mundane as she had expected.
And so, in the early spring of the Year of the Fire Troll, old, old sigils began to glow once more, fitfully spreading across the bare stone walls...