Legacy of the Dark Sage
When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.
The King’s Lament (3)
As the two entered, Kyran took note of the lamp of some sort, the shape of a crescent moon, hovering above head, providing a decent light to the small hollow space. There was also a small wooden box at one side, with several open parchments sprawled on top of its cover.
Kyran scanned the top parchment and saw it was a blueprint of some sort. Possibly a map of a building or establishment. Although he could only see a small portion of the rest of the parchments, he believed they were connected to each other. As to what or where it was, Kyran could only make a rough guess.
Those were probably blueprints of places Dusk had been investigating since he came to this plane.