Zallé (needs a new name) NEW PLOT

It was just two weeks until Midsummers' Eve when the Feast of Saint Dynia was in preparation.

Let's try again....

Like a floodgate, the great doors of the citadel were heaved open, and out poured a host of riders, cloaked in the darkness of night. Like thunder was the pounding of hooves on the beaten road leading east. And into the world spread these seekers, aided only by the knowledge of the ancient times and the authority of the four crowns.

No city was left unchecked; no stone unturned. Even in the smallest, most insignificant villages, searches were conducted. The people cried out in protest. What was this hunt? But they were silenced with threats of flashing steel and scarlet blood. The four kings of the kingdoms were bent on the Finding.