Chapter 1: A month spent in Limbo
Kendric strode through the pedestrian corridors of Port Astrid with fleetness born of anxiety. He wasn't normally a fearful person, it was just the way that everyone in town had been looking at him since he made port. Eyes widened at the sight of his cargo, drifting behind him care-free on its woven tether of hemp cord. With each step the cord tugged and slackened as he walked, and the lodestone bobbed along behind him, tugging him backwards a little each time, resisting his gait with the force of its floatation. And around each bend, and past every shop windowsill, he saw eyes on him, or on the s
Prologue: The attack on Himmerd
The moon was no more than pale halo that night, glowing dimly
behind Issendoth's shadow. Dark obscuring clouds puffed lazily by, rolling over
the edge of a stoney cliffside. A small pack of brown bats flitted from one
shadow to another. Their eyes glinted like mother of pearl amidst the tall
shadows that striped down the rock face. The air continued to churn across the
cliffface, bundling up and sliding over the surface as the projections interupted.
Here and there cupped balconies peeked out of the cliff-face like bowls stuck
into the side of a sandcastle. Their curved surface was shaded by angled slat
One day, a young man wandered into a wood. He was a wizard, made obvious by the symbol roughly embroidered into the back of his cloak. He made his way along slowly, looking at his feet to keep track of the old overgrown trail he was following. He stopped in his tracks as he heard a small shrill cry over the usual rustle of the forest.
In the near distance he saw a falcon, flapping in midair as it's prey fought back against it. Over the crisp call of the raptor he heard a smaller voice, squeaking insults back amidst tiny growls of anger.
The wizard picked up a rock, and with a small wave of his walking staff, sent the rock whizzing into the