Elara followed the messenger through the narrow, dimly lit corridors of Skyreach Keep, her mind racing. What could be so important that the Order of the Veil had sent a messenger in person? The Order was known for their cryptic ways, always operating from the shadows, but they had never steered her wrong. Whatever this discovery was, it must be significant.
The messenger led her to a small, unassuming door at the far end of the keep. He glanced around once more, ensuring they were not being followed, before pushing the door open. Inside was a small chamber, sparsely furnished with a single table and a few chairs. The walls were lined with shelves filled with scrolls and ancient tomes, the air thick with the scent of old parchment and ink.
Elara stepped inside, her eyes immediately drawn to the object lying on the table—a small, dark crystal that seemed to pulse with an eerie, unnatural light. It was unmistakable. A shard of the Shadow Shard.