[As their group penetrates deeper into Alenroux's north, the forest around their company becomes increasingly strange. Liem is reminded of the challenges he had encountered in the Beyond: illusory landscapes, deadly creatures, dangerous landmarks. Though he does his best to find a safe route for his team as they head north, the challenge adds long hours onto their journey, as they're forced to detour around hazardous elemental storms and pick their way carefully through illusions. At night, their travel is even slower; many of the members of their team are human, with only a smattering who can see well in the dark. Their choices are to travel through the dark, or to endure the entirety of the long night in one place, a stationary lure to every passing monster.
They have spent days' worth of time in the woods and fought off multiple attacks by monsters by the time a sudden icy squall forces them to end their night march early, setting up a hasty camp at the bottom of a forested slope. Liem's magic keeps the camp for the three shard-bearers dry and protected, but it cannot accommodate the full company of soldiers, nor can Liem create a second dome for their use. The Legionary troops are left to their own tents and their own fire, except for the handful who are able to fit into the magic hemisphere alongside them.
Strangely, when Link rouses with dawn's light, even those soldiers seem to have packed up and left.
Liem wakens slowly at Link's calls; unusually slowly for him, given that he has always been a light sleeper. He emerges in bleary haste from his bedroll, unsettled by the quiet and by the tone in Link's voice, and frowns around the deserted campsite.]
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They have spent days' worth of time in the woods and fought off multiple attacks by monsters by the time a sudden icy squall forces them to end their night march early, setting up a hasty camp at the bottom of a forested slope. Liem's magic keeps the camp for the three shard-bearers dry and protected, but it cannot accommodate the full company of soldiers, nor can Liem create a second dome for their use. The Legionary troops are left to their own tents and their own fire, except for the handful who are able to fit into the magic hemisphere alongside them.
Strangely, when Link rouses with dawn's light, even those soldiers seem to have packed up and left.
Liem wakens slowly at Link's calls; unusually slowly for him, given that he has always been a light sleeper. He emerges in bleary haste from his bedroll, unsettled by the quiet and by the tone in Link's voice, and frowns around the deserted campsite.]
Link? Where is everyone?