The great hall of the ancient fortress had seen almost no use in more than a century since the Vale of Mists fell to Cellach Lothian. Even when Nyrielle returned to the Vale, staining the waters of the River Luath red with blood as she and her forty-seven prodigy purged every human conqueror and settler from their lands, there had been no feasts or grand celebrations in honor of their victory, only the long, bitter years of reconstruction as a trickle of Nyrielle's people returned to the lands of their birth.
For decades, the great hall had been carefully maintained along with other unused areas of the ancient fortress, awaiting a day when the Vale of Mists returned to its former glory… or faded at last into the oblivion of history.
