The sound of harsh wind was constant, up here the sky was Almost never clear. They were one with the storm. Stormgliders happily dived into wind currents despite the heavy rain and lightning.

But inside the home tree everything was peaceful, noise from the metal production and forge deep from the cave system didn't reach here. The Eye of the Storm was mostly empty as the four members of the council was out and about, only the clan leader, Ri'kawä remained, sitting beneath the coloured glass mural fitted into the stone wall. "Who did the wind bring here?" He asked as two guards lead in someone.