Sunspire Mountains Cities soaked in ashes

Saena silently agreed. She pitched her ears forward and slowly leaned forward to take a few apprehensive whiffs of the air surrounding the tree. There was nothing to suggest it had ever been burned. Settling back to a neutral stand, the young female frowned and looked up at its twisted bough. There was no foliage in the winter, so it was impossible to say what sort of tree it was. Its bark was nearly white, now that she looked more closely.

Saena was unable to identify it, even with her Naturalist training. There was no one around any longer to tell her that it was named Chenrezig, and that it once stood sentinel over a paradise pack that fell to ruin at the hands of a "dragon". She inspected it for a long while, but at length drew back and said, "maybe it's special." Her best guess, and it wasn't a very good one.

The pair explored the vale some more until the sun began to sink in the sky. Taking Kesuk's suggestion that they head back, Saena led the way back up the mountain and down the thin path that led to the plateau.