It was dawn on the convergence of the Moonless Marsh and the Dragonlands. The air was alive with the sound of unseen creatures moving over the land, their calls to one another and the squelching footsteps through the soggy peat. A lone figure of a human glided east, towards the Dragonlands. It was cloaked in a deep blue shroud; only the figure’s eyes could be seen peering out from between the folds of its hood and muffler. The stripe of exposed flesh could be distinguished as unmistakably Eastern female. Her gaze darted across the dim light of sunrise, and she raised her hand above her head. A sudden gust of wind radiated out from where the woman now stood, an unheard call to something far off.

[[Attempted to revive the guild. HELP ME.]]