The sorceror begins the ritual and the land trembles in the night.
Sadrith Mora bathed in sunlight.
Took a trip to Hunter’s Glade in the Rift, a new housing option that isn’t available for sale yet. Nice wide expanse. Iirc we can remain in werewolf form there. It’s lovely, but I won’t know what to do with it. Probably leave it in its raw form. It looks like that might suit it more.
Ahhh… Craglorn! The smell of musty trolls hit me as I wandered towards a nearby Nirncrux mine. How they stand the intermingled fragrances of the grazing welwa and the milling trolls astonishes me as I mind my own business trying to excavate some rubedite ore.
Bites-his-Claws sometimes looks over at the sunset, wondering about Murkmire and his lost history.
Always lovely to see the greens in Auridon. Dreaming of Summerset next.
What is it about Rivenspire and its misty skies?
Stormhaven with a descended dolmen truly lives up to its name.