The Ash

The Farun is torn. The tribes are at each others' throats, the army is divided, faith in the leadership shattered.
And from the south, the Sapphiric Princedoms approach.

A hundred armies lead by a hundred generals, they are divided and disorganized, but there are oh so very many of them. And while the Farun bicker and squabble, they only grow in numbers. And following the disaster that was the taking of Tamin East, the queens of the Princedoms may be about to send something more substantial to ensure victory.

Daina, being invested with ever greater control and faith by the ravens, is now a leader among the fractious dawners. That means a hundred meetings where a hundred strikes against the southern enemy should have been. It means soothing tempers and stroking egos when she should be studying.
It means the daily risk of exposing her That her veins are torn, that without the regular attention of the salamanders she might have burned out completely.

And the war for the Farun's future is about to grow even bigger.