Shadows of Inalia

The chill of the underground Dunmer Kingdom seeped into your riding leathers, a stark contrast to the sun-drenched hills of Inalia where you’d last felt a moment's peace. You still couldn't quite process what Queen Sarai had just told you – Ruy, your Ruy, was the King's son. A prince. It felt unreal, another layer of complexity in a world already fracturing under the Neverseen's shadow. Keefe, Biana, and Lilac were back in the guest chambers, trying to make sense of it all and the alarming news from Alexios about the impending siege on Eternalia. But you couldn't rest. There wasn't time.

You were a Mentore now, the weight of your guild and your people heavy on your shoulders. The King, with his grudges and his proposal, represented a potential turning point, an alliance that could shift the balance. But it meant leaving Ruy, even if only for a short time, to chase down a dangerous lead. You touched the teleport crystal Sarai had given you, the cool surface a promise of speed, of getting to where you needed to be, fast.

One day. That’s all the time you could afford to lose. One day to gather intelligence that could save thousands, or risk everything for your friend. The castle halls felt vast and silent around you, the air thick with unspoken history and the hum of power you were only beginning to understand.