A Final Summon

[Malgonious 2758]

 

Deep within the heart of Asul's overgrowth, a darkened figure lurk through the shadowy mushroom stalks, his gaze lowered and dulled.  Within his hand brandished a heavy claymore, the figure bearing the weight quite well for such a decrepit little creature.  On his right, a rusted blade of fine castle-forged steel, on his left, a pouch filled to the brim with harvested forest berries.  The old creature swayed back and forth through the shadowed growth, what had awoken such a sedimentary Hakon to stroll upon the Asulian backwood?  His eyes closed once more as he stopped in a patch of sunlight that bore through the thick stalks.  The beaming rays of warmth alit  his aged corpse like nothing other. It had been weeks since the old man moved from his patchwork tent, a large collection of scribed works and drafts being all that bore from such idleness, in his old age it would appear Hakon had taken more so to the pen than to his sword as he had done most his life.  However, it would seem something mused Hakon from his idleness on this particular day as he approached the small raven's nest, a scroll in hand.  He slowly tied the scroll to his infamous bird, and set loose the sealed scroll towards the Isle of Tahn, its destination; The Krag

 

-This post will be updated on 4/5/2017 as the Raven will take some time to reach it's destination-