She's exploring one of Neshamah's old labs that the drow discovered near Keter. More than once she'd had to put down a Named who rightly thought the keys to godhood could be found in Keter's vaults, but who couldn't or wouldn't control what they unleashed. Now when she can take the time away from Cardinal she does for this. The centerpiece was a monolith of black stone, thrumming with High Arcana, and all she could See of it was an unending distance, a vast black void impossible to cross.

She spared a glare at the rock for being so inconsiderately enigmatic, then started to look through the rest of the room. She'd probably have to drag Zeze all the way out here to deal with it, and wouldn't that be a fun task. Given how much the Dead King had loved to litter everywhere he ruled with vicious traps, she wasn't caught by surprise when sorcery bloomed behind her. A shell of Night formed around her with a thought, but it wasn't a direct attack. A sudden wind howled and she was thrown towards the stele a split-second too fast to anchor herself with tendrils of Night. The moment she touched it, she was somewhere else.

She's exploring one of Neshamah's old labs that the drow discovered near Keter. More than once she'd had to put down a Named who rightly thought the keys to godhood could be found in Keter's vaults, but who couldn't or wouldn't control what they unleashed. Now when she can take the time away from Cardinal she does for this. The centerpiece was a monolith of black stone, thrumming with High Arcana, and all she could See of it was an unending distance, a vast black void impossible to cross.

She spared a glare at the rock for being so inconsiderately enigmatic, then started to look through the rest of the room. She'd probably have to drag Zeze all the way out here to deal with it, and wouldn't that be a fun task. Given how much the Dead King had loved to litter everywhere he ruled with vicious traps, she wasn't caught by surprise when sorcery bloomed behind her. A shell of Night formed around her with a thought, but it wasn't a direct attack. A sudden wind howled and she was thrown towards the stele a split-second too fast to anchor herself with tendrils of Night. The moment she touched it, she was somewhere else.

She's exploring one of Neshamah's old labs that the drow discovered near Keter. More than once she'd had to put down a Named who rightly thought the keys to godhood could be found in Keter's vaults, but who couldn't or wouldn't control what they unleashed. Now when she can take the time away from Cardinal she does for this. The centerpiece is a monolith of black stone, thrumming with High Arcana, and all she could See of it was an unending distance, a vast black void impossible to cross.

She spares a glare at the rock for being so inconsiderately enigmatic, then starts to look through the rest of the room. She'll probably have to drag Zeze all the way out here to deal with it, and wouldn't that be a fun task. Given how much the Dead King had loved to litter everywhere he ruled with vicious traps, she's not quite caught by surprise when sorcery bloomed behind her. A shell of Night forms around her with a thought, but it wasn't a direct attack. A sudden wind howled and she is thrown towards the stele a split-second too fast to anchor herself with tendrils of Night. The moment she touches it, she is somewhere else.

She's exploring one of Neshamah's old labs that the drow discovered near Keter. More than once she'd had to put down a Named who rightly thought the keys to godhood could be found in Keter's vaults, but who couldn't or wouldn't control what they unleashed. Now when she can take the time away from Cardinal she does for this. The centerpiece is a monolith of black stone, thrumming with High Arcana, and all she could See of it was an unending distance, a vast black void impossible to cross.

She spares a glare at the rock for being so inconsiderately enigmatic, then starts to look through the rest of the room. She'll probably have to drag Zeze all the way out here to deal with it, and wouldn't that be a fun task. Given how much the Dead King had loved to litter everywhere he ruled with vicious traps, she's not quite caught by surprise when sorcery bloomed behind her. A shell of Night forms around her with a thought, but it wasn't a direct attack. A sudden wind howls and she is thrown towards the stele a split-second too fast to anchor herself with tendrils of Night. The moment she touches it, she is somewhere else.

She's exploring one of Neshamah's old labs that the drow discovered near Keter. More than once she'd had to put down a Named who rightly thought the keys to godhood could be found in Keter's vaults, but who couldn't or wouldn't control what they unleashed. Now when she can take the time away from Cardinal she does for this. The centerpiece is a monolith of black stone, thrumming with High Arcana, and all she could See of it was an unending distance, a vast black void impossible to cross.

She spares a glare at the rock for being so inconsiderately enigmatic, then starts to look through the rest of the room. She'll probably have to drag Zeze all the way out here to deal with it, and won't that be a fun task. Given how much the Dead King had loved to litter everywhere he ruled with vicious traps, she's not quite caught by surprise when sorcery bloomed behind her. A shell of Night forms around her with a thought, but it wasn't a direct attack. A sudden wind howls and she is thrown towards the stele a split-second too fast to anchor herself with tendrils of Night. The moment she touches it, she is somewhere else.

She's exploring one of Neshamah's old labs that the drow discovered near Keter. More than once she'd had to put down a Named who rightly thought the keys to godhood could be found in Keter's vaults, but who couldn't or wouldn't control what they unleashed. Now when she can take the time away from Cardinal she does for this. The centerpiece is a monolith of black stone, thrumming with High Arcana, and all she could See of it was an unending distance, a vast black void impossible to cross.

She spares a glare at the rock for being so inconsiderately enigmatic, then starts to look through the rest of the room. She'll probably have to drag Zeze all the way out here to deal with it, and won't that be a fun task. Given how much the Dead King had loved to litter everywhere he ruled with vicious traps, she's not quite caught by surprise when sorcery blooms behind her. A shell of Night forms around her with a thought, but it wasn't a direct attack. A sudden wind howls and she is thrown towards the stele a split-second too fast to anchor herself with tendrils of Night. The moment she touches it, she is somewhere else.

She's exploring one of Neshamah's old labs that the drow discovered near Keter. More than once she'd had to put down a Named who rightly thought the keys to godhood could be found in Keter's vaults, but who couldn't or wouldn't control what they unleashed. Now when she can take the time away from Cardinal she does for this. The centerpiece is a monolith of black stone, thrumming with High Arcana, and all she can See of it is an unending distance, a vast black void impossible to cross.

She spares a glare at the rock for being so inconsiderately enigmatic, then starts to look through the rest of the room. She'll probably have to drag Zeze all the way out here to deal with it, and won't that be a fun task. Given how much the Dead King had loved to litter everywhere he ruled with vicious traps, she's not quite caught by surprise when sorcery blooms behind her. A shell of Night forms around her with a thought, but it wasn't a direct attack. A sudden wind howls and she is thrown towards the stele a split-second too fast to anchor herself with tendrils of Night. The moment she touches it, she is somewhere else.