Ceru-Blues

The restless murmur of the Azul Defenders gathered around the rim of the canyon blended with the constant patter of rain. The smell of damp earth and potions permeated the air as the troops tried to stay focused through the long hours. Sir Serillion squinted through the dark from his position on the fort’s balcony. Various lanterns and beanlings flickered in the inky eternal night that laid over the Great Canyon, making it a little harder to find what he was looking for. Finally, he saw it- a very particular pattern of flashes from deep within the canyon. He pulled himself up straight, grabbing the map from the table where Queen Valerie, Gabriel, and a few of the other Defender’s leaders sat. “The scouts have sent the signal- They’ve arrived at the bottom of the canyon. Remember our plans, and stay firm in your resolve.” He glanced towards the Queen as the group made their way towards their various troops. “Your Majesty, I would once again request that you make a safe return to the