Morwyn’s journey was solitary. She had traded her usual black frock for the simple, durable robes of a traveling arcane scholar. This was a guide that allowed her access to remote settlements and ancient libraries without attracting political notice. Her horse was sturdy, and her travel bag contained carefully forged documents detailing her research into forgotten monastic orders near the Grimholt border.
Torian’s newly announced “Border Reinforcement Project” was already stirring dust and rumors. The area was wild. Elven influence was sparse, and the landscape was rugged, marked by jagged peaks and untamed forests.
Morwyn believed the Sisters of the Vigil would be located near the Whispering Cairns, an ancient site known for its unstable magical energies. She couldn’t search with high
