After their trial, Kael and Riven didn't rest long.
The wind turned sour as they approached the edge of the Deadroot Wastes. The land here had no birds, no rustling leaves—only silence and the crunch of dry earth under their boots.
Ahead, a blackened field stretched to the horizon, split by jagged cracks that glowed with faint pulses of unstable energy.
Discovery: Nhal'Zarun's Surface Ruins
They found it—a broken stone monolith half-sunk into the cracked ground:
The Stone of Memory.
When Kael touched the relics to it, the stone split open with a heavy groan. A stairwell emerged, old and sealed for centuries. Light didn't reach the bottom. Not naturally.
"This… is deeper than anything we've seen before," Riven whispered.