"Belief is a powerful spectator that influences one's actions and capabilities."
~Tasmiya Shaik
VILLAGE OF EREVOR
Thursday
7:56
Sebastian was guided to Erevor's training ground by Lady Calderia. A snow-covered land surrounded by evergreen trees that provided secrecy to these sacred grounds. He who wandered unwelcome in the Dirnaan tribe's lands would undoubtedly be judged by the spears of the their valiant asharren warriors. Here where snowflakes scattered, and fell like rain, it was harmonious. Winter's winds orchestrated a soothing melody to accompany him, and rustled the crystal chimes hung high on every house bungalow in the village.
