Starting a day in a medical bed was beginning to be far too familiar for Celia these days. While it was true that she much enjoyed the life on the road, full of adventures and excitement, the encounter with Thanatos reminded her of something. No, not reminded. It just made it much clearer the dangers of simply being what she was. And now, her son was also in the midst of this dangerous storm forming around each of them. It is untold who will be claimed inside its rain and winds. Even the pendant is large of little use to her. As she looked down at her hands, covered in gauze, she could feel the faint, but alarming, pulse of pain in her arms. She dreads to see what they looked like. It was horrific when she saw what the pendant did to James. And for such a weak attack, she is surprised that she and the rest were not dead. Yes, her son is now pulled into the storm and must learn to navigate through it with or without her. Their mere existence endures that any sense of normalcy is

The world had gone dark for Massua Opal. She remembers nothing from before, not a flickering flame, of why she was in a prison cell. She remembers coming face to face with death itself, being grasped by a cold hand that sucked the life out of her like a leak in a bucket. His presence had shaken her. And then, that was it. She doesn't know what happened after that point if anything did. When she opened her eyes, she was sure she was indeed dead, and the bleak afterlife had taken her. Death had seemed such a comforting thing then, she would not relish in her death as much as she initially thought.But then, shock. A shock back into reality, as deep pain, responding to her consciousness, decided upon itself that she needs to be reminded. Pain suddenly flourished, her stomach becoming a bed of cold heat and twisting skin. She felt simultaneously lit on fire and stabbed. It was unbearable pain, and she weighed in place on the cold stone ground. Her skin grew red with the intensity as could

Lyse has never been on a ship like the Nautilus Omega before, and it wasn't exactly the most enjoyable experience. His ride on the ferry, he is sure, measures little to what the open sea has in store for them. At the very least, he hopes that as he leaves the clans, his longtime home, the threat of Talin could vanish as well. It will be difficult, maybe even impossible to track them out at sea. And it'll be hard to surprise them when they are in the open waters. Still, he felt uneasy stepping onto the deck of the Nautilus Omega. He felt refreshed from extensive baths, and yet he fears what stench will follow him when he returns home. And the rocking of the ship was almost unbearable. He had to stay near the rail for the first few hours just to get his bearings, and he wasn't alone. Almost all of their party, save for Gray, had severe sea-sickness as they went further out to sea. The crew had a good laugh at this, and Edlund may have done some form of verbal retaliation, if opening you

Elena could feel the presence of two men boarding the ship from below. It was a blessed thing to do, the ability to sense others who have aura. It was also convenient to be able to assess them through it. It can be difficult sometimes, especially when some can suppress their aura or even conceal it, as she has recently learned. But the two who boarded them gave no attempt to such an action. It was clearly the aura of mages, so unlike the aura that knights produced; far more streamed and fluid, like water than the grainy flow of most knights. But she knew it also to be trouble as well. She knew about the Ravens. Every knight is told about the ravens. They were responsible for making sure knights do not make it to the mainland, and knights were told strictly to stay away from them and from Torlak. It was one thing discussing it with Lyse, sneaking into a country people like them swore never to enter, but now that the enforcers of such an act were here, it was far more stressful than wha

26 years ago"Tell me, James, are you fond of these battles."The 12th royal legion. One of the twelve main forces captained by some of the best generals and captains the Liontari clan had to offer. They are a vast array of men. five hundred archers, each with long-range war bows powerful enough to puncture steel plate, and each man capable of shooting an apple from its branch. The most excellently trained cavalry, horses as fast as the winds and more fearless than the most veteran of man. Swordsmen, pikemen, rows upon rows on infantry 2 thousand strong, bearing the golden crest of a lion's head upon their shields and stamped into their armor. And not only, but a hundred of the finest knights can be found in these ranks. Each alone worth twenty of their own, possibly double that, even. Captains as brave as the most celebrated of heroes, generals more cunning than the craftiest trickster. All under the care and attention of one of the princes, Prince James Colton.It wasn't his first r