Kage was certain he had underestimated Mount Harmony. They did not reach the harmony marker until late evening on the fourth day.
The mountain base sprawled wider than he'd expected. Though all roads led to the destination, it remained easy to lose your way and wander aimlessly.
Sixteen people he was expecting for their scrolls were yet to arrive.
They reached a temple nestled between the forest and the Silent Grove. The structure rose around a hot spring, steam curling through the lower forest and wreathing the temple itself.
Several buildings in eastern style had collapsed. While they wanted to believe time had eroded them, common sense whispered otherwise—these were scars from the Harmony Wars.
The War against Impures that had claimed millions.
