"I have lived long centuries and seen much of the world. I was born in a time when my people and your peoples were much more common across Eluthia." She stroked the wall, now gazing at the patterns in it with a look of vague wonder. "Now we are few. That is the way of it." She turned to them. "You seek to renew something, to keep your corner of the world as it was,
do you not?"
The weakening of an ancient spell means danger for the Elkenglade and the magical peoples that call it their home. Three whiskin and their new companions must set out to find the casters of the spell to bring about its renewal. Along the way they confront a wide world unlike anything they have ever seen before.
