When Gnorn ceased, the clip-clop of their horses and the chirping of birds sounded louder than usual. In the near silence, Dayraven took in one important thing: The Dweorg’s tale altered his view of the world and who he believed he was. In the bright sun he gazed ahead at Etinstone and wondered what it was like when it was Derahan and the Riodarae dwelled there. He also pondered the Ilarchae, his apparent ancestors, who destroyed that civilization to replace it with another. Folk in the Mark had little good to say of the barbarians dwelling in the Wildlands.
