Lost in the Crossroads
In a world where magic flows in the air and filled with strange creatures, the lines dividing the races are clearly cut and Abelone and her friends found themselves thrown in it.
Finding a way back home was the least of their worries as humanity breached the lines separating the races, threatening the fragile peace in the land of Gaia. Starting with the Elves.
Clearly, humanity was up to no good.
Caught at the very start of conflict, the women must find a way to extricate themselves before the situation blew up in their whole faces.
Naturally, the women, military trained they might be, is not interested in seeking out trouble and doesn't want get caught in the growing tension.
It's a thousand year conflict. It bounds to get nasty.
Saving the Night Elves from being kidnapped was a one time thing.Getting lost in the Cursed Land of the East was another. Encountering hideous monsters is already way out of line.
And now, their bodies are changing. The magic in the air affecting them.
Whether is it for ill or good, no one is sure.
The only silver lining in the cloud for the lives of Abelone and her friends is the existence of the Crossroads.
A neutral ground. The perfect safe haven.
Caleb’s whole body was aching. The wounds and bruises on his body throb in sync with the pulsing of the chains restraining him to the ground. The chains prickled his skin; absorbing his magical power and rendering it useless as it were sucking his life. His vision hazy from the lack of food and water, stomach protesting every now and then. He re……