All around Kothar, as far as he could see, stretched pale yellow grass, gently waving in the wind, without the slightest shadow in sight, the hot sun beating down from the sky above.
Kothar had perhaps portalled into the one place it would be difficult to get a grasp on what had happened on Eclat, the featureless grasslands of the Southern Tribes.
[Surely, by now, they've returned to Ursten?] Kothar mused, as he spun gently around in the air, looking at the sun and trying to approximate exactly which way he would need to travel to reach his home.
[I can't see any reason why Tam would have remained in the Empire, especially after such a catastrophe had impacted his home.] Silane replied, as she overlaid Kothar's vision with a bright arrow, pointing at Ursten.
