The lost oracle remains kneeling beside the awakened boundary stone, while Elena’s star-wolf stands at her side. Below, a lone rider emerges through the blowing snow, leading a dark mountain horse.
Seris Vane, a young adult woman with a lean, weathered build, wind-burned cheeks, and dark hair braided beneath a red-lined travel hood, climbs toward the pass. A courier’s satchel crosses her gray wool cloak.
Seris Vane
Elena Dryad’Fang. I am Seris Vane, parliamentary courier of Oakhaven. I carry a broken royal seal and a summons from the House of Nobles.
She raises the fractured seal between gloved fingers. Its remaining gold edge flickers in answer to the radiance beneath Elena’s feet, while the horse stamps uneasily.
Seris Vane
The capital already knows Sol-Vargen recognized your blood. The House demands your presence before this inheritance becomes a crisis.
The star-wolf’s growl deepens. Beyond the ridge, where snow veils the broken stone, a second set of tracks cuts across the slope and disappears from sight.
the lost oracle
The summons is real. So is the watcher who followed her.
✓ Quest Accepted
Establish whether the summons is genuine
✓ Quest Accepted
Appear before the House of Nobles