[Empire of Qashmar — House Vaelric — The Next Day]
Far beyond Zahryssar's burning deserts, deep within the mountain empire of Qashmar, the ancient estate of House Vaelric remained hidden between towering cliffs and endless cedar forests.
Waterfalls roared endlessly beyond the mountains. Clouds drifted low around the peaks, and unlike the serpent empire—the wolf lands breathed slowly and wildly, like nature itself still ruled there.
Inside one of the private healing chambers, Zeramet remained unconscious upon a large, luxurious cedarwood bed. Warm herbal smoke drifted softly throughout the chamber. Silver bowls filled with crushed mountain herbs rested nearby.
And outside the open carved windows, waterfalls echoed endlessly through the mountains below. Faint silver serpent markings beneath Zeramet's bronze skin glowed from time to time like fire trapped beneath flesh.
