#thelandsbetween

Sites of lost grace were the safest places for steeds, as most of the more insane denizens of the Lands seemed to avoid them. However, the word around the region was that a large, ominous monster guarded the gates to Stormveil Castle. He had scouted the area, and to his knowledge could not find another path into the castle, or around it.

The road outside the tunnel had been pummeled, the flagstone tiles cracked, and the ground uneven. Spears and weapons stood upright in the earth, where many warriors had fallen. A warning.

Blades hiss softly from their scabbards as Jarrod cautiously approached the midway point of the road to the second threshold of the castle, forest green eyes scanning the windy heights for this monster, while taking note of the rainclouds quickly approaching.