The Banner’s Secret Road — Every dawn, Kael planted the company’s dragon banner into snow-hard ground and checked the same dead-end cliffs, hunting a way through the Needle March. Read the full story →
Every dawn, Kael planted the company’s dragon banner into snow-hard ground and checked the same dead-end cliffs, hunting a way through the Needle March. Then a gale snapped the pole, and the spearhead rang hollow against the banner’s stitched dragon. Inside, where no scout had thought to look, lay a sliver of old star-metal etched with a map. Because of that, the wizard read the peaks by lightning; because of that, the elf found the notch between avalanches. At last Kael raised the mended banner, boots biting ice, exactly where he belonged: at the front, naming the road.
