Miles and Millennia

Blaedy asked how large Westfall feels when one is obliged to walk across it rather than point at it. A fair question. The answer is: large enough for mud to become a local authority, small enough that everyone knows whose cousin joined the Defias.

Arrowyy spent the morning pursuing Highborne through ten thousand years and at least three different destinations. He began with Quel’Thalas, then produced Eldre’Thalas after I had laid out the first map. By the end he had rebels, pursuers, and Skyborne history in a single knot. I admire the determination. Give him an elf and an old catastrophe, and he will keep asking until either the timeline confesses or the sun goes down.

Summoneyy said good morning and wisely did not enter the elven minefield. There is survival instinct in that woman.