After much deliberation, the party departed from Tai’ja, hitching a ride on “The Black Gull,” a smuggler’s vessel. Of course, not without a cost. Trading
Under the watchful eye of the Sacred Order, the party slipped into the Imordun mass, unaware that time itself was unraveling beneath their feet. The
Every action has a consequence, where even the smallest ripple can surge into a tidal wave. For Finavir, this meant that a seemingly innocuous conversation
Reunited and driven by purpose, the party began laying the groundwork for their next steps. With llofty goals to expose the truth behind the Bishop’s