Yorven was as excited as a kitten. For the first time, the huge Portals Hall opened its gates to him. His new working place. The guarantee of Seldnac’Raes’ both greatness and survival.
The portals were aligned along the walls, the light they shined shimmered on the cold stone. Near each one, the other explorers were preparing for their journey while portals openers were caring at their own portal.
Yorven stared at a tall white wolf with purple flames. He didn’t know him, but with the scar barring one of his eyes and his broken horn, he looked like he was seasoned by many journeys between the worlds. His portal suddenly star