At the wilderness where Azaron's bungalow could be seen situated, the Wargrave family had gathered in rare unity. The vast stretch of land surrounding the isolated structure was calm, almost unnaturally so, as though the very world understood the gravity of the beings currently present within it.
Azaron Wargrave, the Duke and patriarch of the family, stood at the center of it all, his presence imposing yet restrained. Beside and around him were Malrik Wargrave, the First Sun, Wuthenya Wargrave, the Second Moon, Xavier and Xavienne Wargrave, the Third Sun and Third Moon respectively, and Apollo Wargrave, the Fifth Sun. It was almost a full family reunion, a sight that was uncommon even by Wargrave standards.
The atmosphere was neither warm nor cold, but balanced in an odd, unsettling way. Power lingered invisibly in the air, thick enough that even the land itself seemed to bow. For any outsider, this gathering would have been overwhelming beyond comprehension.
