Sithelnost - Aftermath (Part 3)
08 Newkolt 349 AC Raven sat cross-legged on the bed, hands resting on his knees, palms up and closed his eyes. Cedron's magic had done its work. He could breathe normally without his ribs screaming in protest. The slashes across his back from the dragon's claws had closed - the wounds scabbed over and the scabs had already flaked away, leaving fresh skin beneath. He began concentrating on the Reverie. "Blackbird... Red One..." Raven's eyes opened. Ra'ziir's voice carried across the mindlink, "We're trailing the column. It's possible the ancient green Wyrm is the same beast that Shadow saw in his scrying… I'll update you as we learn more. Red One out." He considered sending a response, but there was little point. Ra'ziir and Kysek knew what they were doing, and Ra'ziir had said he would report when they knew more. Besides, Raven had been given explicit instructions concerning what he was supposed to be doing. He glanced ...