Near Daggerfall, Glenumbra sings of the sun, the dewy grass invigorating in its welcoming scent. Further north, however, near the old town of Aldcroft, a different scene emerges – dead trees tired of life, and air so thick with burdened anticipation you can see it with your eyes. A lone light shines in the dark, marking a path to safety.
Atop a bridge in Auridon, Daro-tarashi looks to see the sun setting on this beautiful city located in the east of Auridon. A perfect semblance of order and symmetry in these once-ancient lands makes Tarashi happy.
The air sizzles in anticipation of the day ahead. The ice crackles, the bears roar. In the distance, thunder. I wash my face in the steady stream and wonder… What is that sound of heavy metal clanking behind me?