~THE TOWER OF IDES~

THE SUMMERLAND SUN WAS KNOWN TO BE FIERCE, especially during the noon time. But now, it was plain sweltering. There appeared to be no coolness whatsoever left in the air.

Marsil stood under it as he squinted at the map in his hands. Over the days of their journey, he had finally managed to make a copy of the cartography. Not an exact replica but close enough.

He squinted more at the parchment.

"You'll see more once you come into the shade, Prince!" Hemlock yelled across.

The young man was seated by the root of a large Magnolia tree. The branches extended high into the air with broad simple leaves and bright white flowers. It's exotic earthy scent was the only thing particularly pleasing about the area.