Avaren;
I walk onto the clearing, and I take a deep breath as the night's clean air embraces my skin.
Although I can not see, the feel of the moon on my skin tells me that the moon rays have spread over the clearing like fine silk. And for the first time in a long time, I almost find myself wishing I could see again.
"Lord Avaren." I hear my men chorus, and I am pulled out of my thoughts.
I walk further into the clearing, and once I am standing in the middle of the ring made by ten of them, I stretch a hand before me.
The ground rumbles and groans in response to my magic, and I feel the ground tremble beneath my bare feet as I carve a throne of stone from it. Once the throne is fully erect, I let my hand down and walk over to it.
I let myself onto it, and with a clap of my hands, my men also sit.
"What new information have we gotten?" I demand with boredom, and beside me, I hear Secan, my aide, dust his robe as he stands up.
