Who: Everyone Where: Corvus to Lynx territory When: King’s Year 199, Early Summer What:
[The dawn over the volcanic plains of Corvus after the great flash the night before holds a sight of wonder and oddity as such that none have ever seen before. Of the vents and flows of the still active volcano, the lava itself seems to have boiled itself to a fit, making high shows of reds, orange and yellows. New steam vents seem to open themselves with each shudder of the land, most even shaking the walls of Esharra in Lynx... Even the napalmanders seem to settle themselves on land, staring at the glowing rifts with a certain wariness...
But the true marker of change is in the firebirds themselves... They rise and jump as they always have, but each seems to be attempting to launch themselves high into the air, as if trying to reach the Old Woman themselves. They do not fall back into the molten rock, but when each fails in their desperate flight, shatter on the open ground.]