Chapter 7: The Hall of the Ancestors
The air was heavy with tension as James, Pippy, Cherry, and Eryndra left the Sanctuary of Scales behind. The ancient ruins of the Dragon Kingdom stretched out before them, a vast and crumbling landscape of broken stone structures and overgrown pathways. Dark clouds loomed overhead, casting long shadows across the land, giving the entire kingdom an eerie and desolate feeling. Though the group had barely taken a moment to rest after the Rite of the Flame, there was no time to lose. The Hall of Ancestors awaited, and every step closer meant the Draugr were closer, too.
James walked with a renewed sense of purpose, the power of the Dragonborn still coursing through his veins after completing the Rite. But despite the strength he felt, the weight of responsibility pressed on his shoulders. Zarathros's influence was growing, and the Draugr were no longer hiding in the shadows, they were coming for him, for all of them.