Mapa: Interactivo Bellwright

Elias traced his finger over the parchment, but the glowed back at him through his scrying glass—a living, breathing overlay of the valley. Unlike the static maps of his youth, this one moved . Tiny icons pulsed: a red skull where a patrol had passed an hour ago, a waving grain symbol showing the harvest was ripe in Farnsworth, and a flickering blue dot—his son, Leif, moving through the Thornwood.

For a long minute, nothing happened. The wolves' orange signatures drifted closer to the Ghost Pines. The Baron's wagon crawled forward. Then, Leif's blue dot changed. It turned green—an acknowledgment. mapa interactivo bellwright

He released the rune. The map shimmered, sending the message through the ley-lines. Elias traced his finger over the parchment, but