

Of course, Kelren thought bitterly, as he held open the tent flap and contemplated the tumultuous heavens. Rain splattered endlessly just out in front of him. The Isle of Dusk may have fallen, and I have sent my underlings to investigate…and now a hurricane. If Relis and Eltha had sent news by teleported message or by bird, their communication would be lost in the storm. When his spell charm had initially dimmed, Kelren had first considered damage of the device itself. When the blacksmith and he had verified there was none, he had considered going in person—either to Sheld or Saanazar, or to the Isle of Dusk itself. Continue reading East Storm Company 5










