Meanwhile, a few day's travel from Frostvik, a lone cabin stood in the woods. It was a cabin much like the one that Erik and the others had spent a night at.
Mostly made of wood and consisting of a single room, it had a bed, a table, a small kitchen, and a couch.
Inside, a man was sitting at the table and playing with a stone that had various symbols etched onto it. Had Elora or Erik been there, they would have quickly recognized these symbols as a sigil intended for communication.
Along with him were two women lounging around the cabin doing their own thing. The exact nature of their relationship was uncertain.
All three wore uniforms with a crest-style logo incorporating three distinct shields. One had a magical staff, one the shadowy form of an undefined creature, and the last had a wide-open set of teeth with clear vampire fangs.
This too, Erik or Elora would have recognized, as it was clearly the mark of the European Council.
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