The sect was a wonder of nature. The trees and plains had been left in place and incorporated into the design.
The pathways and roads were far more organic than a strictly laid out blueprint yet Lind never felt inconvenienced. They came to some stables where they put up the horses and left the carriage.
Lind made sure to leave a few surprises as his instincts kept telling him something was off. The Thunderhooves also let him place a few weavings on them.
Their trust in him was unbreakable at that point and he patted their heads. He promised himself to make them more powerful if he could.
Their guide let them deeper into the sect until they came to an open auditorium. It was exposed to the air and the seats were a combination of grassland and fallen trees. He would have suspected they were planted in place but the gentle slope showed where old damage from lightning strikes was clear even to his eyes.
