Emery opened the door, but this time, it wasn't Soltz standing outside.
A dwarf guard stood waiting in the corridor, his armor freshly polished and his expression carefully composed. He straightened when Emery appeared and gave a respectful bow.
"Lord Grand Magus, we wish to inform you that the desert storm has begun. We will depart in twelve hours."
Emery nodded. "Understood."
The guard bowed once more before turning and leaving.
With twelve hours remaining, Emery decided to make use of the time and take one last look around the settlement before they departed.
His first stop was the forge.
