Guiding Star Returns

Lassim continued walking, his boots pressing lightly against the damp ground. Swirling wisps of clouds swirled around his feet, trailing in his wake as he moved with an effortless grace appearing in one place and then another before he returned facing his parents.

With a faint smile, he continued simply by saying, "It's something I developed myself."

Everard raised an eyebrow. "Developed yourself? That doesn't explain—"

"Ah. I'll stop you there. Trust me, I think it'll be easier to explain once we get to the Drow village," Lassim interrupted gently. "There's... a lot you two still need to know, and it's better if I tell you everything at once with the people involved."

Egelina gave her son a measured look but nodded. "Fair enough. Let's get to it then."