The year behind you was long. Long and difficult. More difficult for some than for others. Many you original crew are no longer with you. Prometus has left to continue his quest for Ptah among the astral sea. Drogan the Stout fell in battle at Percy’s side. But Vonvaka’s road was the longest and darkest. In his consuming hatred of the Cult of Ouranos, he began a relentless personal war, hunting down Ouranites at the expense of all his followers. His soldiers, Rim-sin, Eniki all fed into the grinder as Vonvaka raced to become that which he most hated.
When he faced off against Sigrdis, his reflection in her silver shield exposed his as marked by Ourannos, the thing that he most hated. His Soul Brother, Percy helped him back from the brink, pushing the darkness back, but Vonvaka has fled in shame and is not with his soul brother now at Percy’s moment of triumph. Percy’s quest to find his wife and child is finally to be completed . . .
After a year of searching, hunting down Ouranites, fighting through relentless visions of doom, you now stand before a great dome of stone. The dome is hollow, full of lush greenery and even buildings. A great jagged hole in the roof of the dome lets in the light of the full moon. Percy, Sigrdis and of all people, the grey man (the fugue worn ealliir rescued form Tartarus along with Tharivul) have walked from the Phoenix’s landing in a small lake to the north to examine the dome.
Before you, in a smaller hole at the ground, you see a tall regal woman chasing boy of about 3 years, calling him to wash for supper. Then she notices you and does not seem best pleased.
Percy does not yet hold his child his arms. He discovered that the dome was guarded by a woman called Iberial. She claimed that she guarded some sort of orphanage within the dome beings called Tezrahn. Though she seemed sympathize with Percy’s plate, she called him apostate and Sigrdis and the Grey Man interlopers. She also accused them of bringing hunters to her doorstep. Percy and the great man detected several immanences triggering several miles to the south. Iberial told Percy that if he and his friends could eliminate the threat that she would talk to them further. She then sealed the dome against their intrusion.
At Sigrdis’s insistence the party started off on foot toward the power sources they had sensed. After crossing through the dark Grove surrounding the dome the party see the village burning in the distance, though somewhat off the path they needed travel. Sigrdis discerned that innocence must be in danger compelled her companions to follow her to the beleaguered village. There they found several score villagers mostly women and children and old men being herded by more than two dozen beastman, six ogres and three praeloryte.
The potentates separated, hoping to sneak up on each praeloryte individually. Sigrdis is quarry apparently noticed her gleaming silver armor but waited to turn the tables on her since she arrived cutting her with two vicious slashes. But he was surprised to find her hardly did, owing to her armor, and even more surprised when her Druthgari saber decapitated and disarmed him in one blow.
Percy and the Grey Man got the drop on their quarry. Percy lashed out with lightning cutting down half dozen beastman over praeloryte. The grey man began carving into his target the unfamiliar sword. Sigrdis dashed from ogre to ogre frantic to stop them before they gobbled up child snack. For their part the ogres grunted and splattered as Sigrdis, trained to kill Jotuns, slaughtered these pitiful, tiny giants like reaping wheat.
Percy and the Grey Man finished their adversaries freeing the villagers, who bowed on their knees to the potentates. They hardly paused to notice before Percy hastened them so they could sprint up the stream to the source of the contest of immanences. Along the way they passed a second force of Praeloryte, Ogres and beastmen, detouring around a ravince but evidently headed to the same great oak tree.