Covered by rubble, ash and fungi the half burnt totem of a wolf's head once again is touched by light when a familiar hand picks it up, her thumb cleaning it a bit for closer inspection. Hidden in the tunnels leading to Szith Morcane it has kept watch over the route the former slave once used, a relic of a long time ago when things were far more interesting.
Having come back from a long journey the half-breed keeps walking up the tunnel until sunlight finally hits her eyes atop the Old Skull, the first time she saw the sun it burnt her eyes but now it is a welcome sight after so much time in the bowels of the earth. What might have changed on the lands of the Dales?