You can't avoid the thought of what it is the people of Aurole are celebrating as you descend upon the town tonight. Your mother's presumed death, and the birth of the new world that left you and her behind.
The Sorceress's Fall celebration is the reason you're out here tonight, though not to make those mortals regret what they're doing. While the people of Aurole are gathered in the town square to commit treason, their guard on the Servant's Garden will be lessened. And that means you'll be able to creep in and raise your ghost.
That was the plan, anyway. That was why you left home so late in the evening—that, and so the stars would be shining brightly above you, of course. You thought everyone in Aurole would be gathered for their festival already. But as you approach the outskirts of the town, the worn dirt mountain road giving way to new-paved brick, someone calls your name.
As you go, out of the corner of your eye you see one of the few people in Aurole you know by name. The only visits into town you're permitted are to purchase the necessary supplies to maintain your hidden existence, and this man, Gregor, is the weaver who sells you warm clothes to keep away the mountain chill.
Like everyone else in Aurole who's aware of your existence, he knows you only as…
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Killian Milton
خيال (فانتازيا)Reclaim your mother's lost throne with the mighty power of the skies! Bring down lightning on your foes, climb an endless tower, and call the ghosts of old foes to your aid. In this fantasy epic, how will you wield your magical birthright?
