New Year’s Day, the first of Abadius, brought with it freezing winter storms, and a partially frozen lake. Regongar and Valerie strained at a pair of oars in the dark, their breath billowing out of their mouths as they worked through bits of ice and water. Ten minutes of rowing became twenty as the sky lightened around them, the new year offering a dreary greeting to the settlers of the once Stolen Lands.
Lights darted around the dark ruins on the island they were aimed at, easily recogniza