A Trail Gone Cold

Arriving to Adlight, you are ushered into the throne room with Rue and Wynter standing towards the back surrounded by other Woolyne and Faelidh. Many are speaking in worried whispers amongst each other about the letters, nervous about what was happening to get summoned by the winter caravan queen.

As the room finished filling up, Wynter lifted Rue to the top of her head grabbing everyone's attention. "Thank you all for coming on such short notice." Wynter projected with her voice, " Many of you have noticed the prolonged winter, even more so with it chilling you to your bones." You shuddered silently, following everyone's soft murmur of agreement. 

Rue's softer voice followed the short silence. "Originally we had assumed that we had a large group of Eitravens this year... But for it to stay this cold and this long isn't normal."  Wynter flattened her ears against her back. "We also... haven't seen any flying around. I checked the skies of Andras and there haven't been any flying about, however we did find evidence of their disappearance." 

"As Wynter scouted the skies, I followed the trail of feathers and the drops of liquid up to the mountains north of Lornesse. However, I had to return and send samples of the liquid to Asajji. We need you all to travel to Lornesse and follow the trail to the end in the mountains."

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Draw or write about your woolyne or faelidh following the frigid trail to the ruins in the snowy mountains of Lornesse.    Do they decide to report back their findings to the Queens or do they press on in exploring the ruins? Keep in mind your decision will impact the next part of the story...

Entries must at least be half-bodied and colored, writing entries must be at least 400 words.

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