Every one of our kind has a gift, they say, a role in the Telling. Mine is to seek harmony with nature by keeping the wild Fae under control. I am their reaper. Most of my seasons are spent in the shadows of the canopy, tracking my prey.
“I have come to the Gardens of Ysa to report the decay of wild Fae. They are disappearing, and the king must be informed. Either they are vanishing due to the decline in Fae magic, or someone is hunting them. It is my duty to discover which story is true.”
“The House of Seasons was where those in tune with the Great Cycle went to understand its many mysteries. But the great House now stands empty, its occupants gone. King Titarion will not speak of it, but I know something has happened. Whatever it is, the signs are ominous.”
“Growth is violent, and nothing can reach fruition without surviving conflict. That is nature's way. Our House of Valor celebrated that conflict. Now, however, this great House has fallen to mortals such as you. That is why its sanctuary has withered and faded. The magic is gone.”
“The Trellis was created as common ground where the members of the Great Houses may meet to share knowledge and search for answers. However, it has not been the same since the House of Valor fell and the House of Seasons was deserted. And I always thought that nothing changes.”
“How quaint. Well, I am the most respected, and most deserve to lead. Besides, I detest that harlot, Warlord Whenery. So it is only right I meet the High King before her.”
— when asked: In what order should you enter?
“I have come to the Gardens of Ysa to report the decay of wild Fae. They are disappearing, and the king must be informed. Either they are vanishing due to the decline in Fae magic, or someone is hunting them. It is my duty to discover which story is true.”
“Growth is violent, and nothing can reach fruition without surviving conflict. That is nature's way. Our House of Valor celebrated that conflict. Now, however, this great House has fallen to mortals such as you. That is why its sanctuary has withered and faded. The magic is gone.”
“The Trellis was created as common ground where the members of the Great Houses may meet to share knowledge and search for answers. However, it has not been the same since the House of Valor fell and the House of Seasons was deserted. And I always thought that nothing changes.”
“The House of Seasons was where those in tune with the Great Cycle went to understand its many mysteries. But the great House now stands empty, its occupants gone. King Titarion will not speak of it, but I know something has happened. Whatever it is, the signs are ominous.”
