Chapter 4

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And from beyond the Sea of Storms, from the sheltered land, shall come the Child of the Storm

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And from beyond the Sea of Storms, from the sheltered land, shall come the Child of the Storm. And with this child, the power to return the Tear of Earoni unto the world and defeat the darkness.

-Book of Earoni 1234:90

"It has come to my attention," Lord Hedric growled, "that you've ignored my orders

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"It has come to my attention," Lord Hedric growled, "that you've ignored my orders. Noranda, is this true?"

The great council chamber of the palace was bathed in darkness from the surrounding night.  The only source of luminance were the elongated streaks cast across the floor from Earoni's Eye as it hung in the night sky.

A woman in red robes was half in and half out of one of these as she stood before him.

Lord Hedric shifted impatiently. From his twisted metal throne, he glowered at her from the shadows. Blonde hair draped around his pale face and equally pale fingers held fast to the warped armrests.

The dark-haired woman was not intimidated. Some would claim she was as foul and unnatural as he was. Others would say more so.

She responded to his demand in a low, calm voice. "I think you should reconsider that course of action, my Lord. Do you know who this child is?"

"Should I?" he snapped.

"Stormband," she announced.

Hedric's eyes widened. An unnatural, dim reddish hue flared behind their natural blue color. "That's not possible," he groaned. "The troops that attacked Minister Stormband's convoy eight years ago reported there were no survivors."

"They obviously lied." Noranda shrugged. "Or at least told you what they believed to be true. They were, after all, impersonating Hitithe Rebels and did not want to stick around to make a formal body count. Especially since the elves arrived moments too late to save the Ambassador, but in plenty of time to exact some revenge. We're lucky any of them even survived to provide us with a report."

Hedric clutched his hand into a fist. "Fools. They were to eliminate every last member of the Stormband family."

"But obviously they did not."

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