The winding path before you is missing some of its stones. You can’t see where it leads, but you can hear the hum of insects and see a gnarled tree rising above you. A single poppy rests at its base. Mist swirls at your feet and a voice from somewhere in the distance beckons to you. Though the light of day is fading, the choice still remains.
Lily for innocence. Pine for protection.
Dangerous secrets. A kingdom torn apart. Two unlikely heroes. Embark on a journey through Alderdale in a tale of magic, mystery, and finding our place in the world.
Lily’s Passage
Holly for foresight. Ivy for fidelity.
Mysterious magic. A dark political web. Secrets that could destroy an empire. Embark on a journey through Alderdale in a tale of duty, sacrifice, and breaking free from the bondage of the past.
Holly’s Portent
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