After crossing the border into Darijaan… “Ah… travelers from beyond the Wall, yes? You wear the weariness of many miles—and the scent of fire and fate. I am Ziyad al-Murassa. Ashar Deyari sends his regards… and his gratitude. The Keepers … Continued
Out of the oasis and into the Ashspire Ravines… “Three days through a spine of stone and shadow. The sand gives way to cliffs and crags—like the earth grew claws and tried to tear open the sky. There are pillars … Continued
On a wagon pulled by camels with no names, the group travels north… The group made its way out of the city and joined up with a caravan master called Hamedh Sil-Kavari, a gruff but fair Darijaani, mid-50s, with sharp … Continued
The Campaign Begins… The sacred city of Zarashan, known to the faithful as The Sun’s Gate, shines like a golden jewel in the heart of the Kavashan Dominion. It is the holiest city of Solis, the place where—according to legend—he … Continued