[Aynia]

'It can't be...' She thought to herself, horrified. Aimsir had been sealed almost a century and, beyond some minor squabbles between the holdfasts or the natives, there had been nothing but peace. The Chaolich was dead. She and Cthoria had seen to his demise themselves. She didn't know who or what broke open the portal to their home or how, but she knew they had to seal it again. They'd done it once before. Surely they could do it again? But to do that, they would need to get to Aimsir, to get to the portal itself with her most powerful mages that were with her that fateful day. 

And therein lie her conundrum. She needed more information. She had to know what they were up against. But she knew she also had to get the word out as fast as possible. If word was just reaching her now, Aimsir was likely breached days ago, and that terrified her. 

She shouted for her guards stationed just outside the door. The rushed in on alert and became confused when they saw the messenger staring at them innocently. 

"Yes, your Grace?" one of them asked hesitantly. 

"This messenger brings dire news. Aimsir was breached and the holdfasts must prepare immediately for war and possible invasion. Tell high command to draft an alert to be sent to every holdfast. This gentleman is going to tell us everything that he knows, isn't he?" she asks, turning back to the messenger, smiling expectantly. "What exactly has come through Aimsir? What kinds of troops have been seen?" She paused a moment before asking, "How is Carrot faring?"