The sound of stone grinding on stone was louder than thunder. The Great Protector shifted its weight, a movement that caused a localized earthquake, sending snow cascading down the slopes in massive avalanches that buried the shadow-beasts.
The village of Aethelgard sat in the palm of a jagged mountain range, a tiny spark of life in a world of ice. For generations, the villagers had lived in the shadow of the , a colossal statue of a knight carved directly into the highest peak . Its stone sword was leveled at the horizon, and its blank eyes stared eternally toward the Northern Wastes. The Great Protector
A deep, resonant hum vibrated through Kael’s bones. Blue light, pale as glacier ice, began to spiderweb across the statue's chest. Kael tumbled back onto the wooden platform as the colossal head of the knight slowly, agonizingly, tilted downward. The sound of stone grinding on stone was louder than thunder
Should we explore the of the Protector's vow, or perhaps a story about the next generation tasked with guarding the bronze seal? For generations, the villagers had lived in the