Moondust was speechless for several minutes after hearing Gereon’s news of her Grandfather. An opportunity like this was what she had been searching for since he had passed away. When she was seven years old, her mother and father were captured by the giants of the Omir mountain and they were enslaved. When her Grandfather had died, a part of her had died with him. She dreamt of someday returning to the land of the giants of Omir as a powerful enchantress to use her skills to heal the sick and free all Lortai men and women from slavery.

By the time Gereon and Moondust arrived at the cabin, the sky was black. Moondust had never seen such a place. Built on the side of the mountain, it was filled with many beautifully crafted and mysterious rooms. Some rooms held strange animals, others were filled with rare plants, but all had candles of various lengths, sizes, and shapes. Mount Namine towered above the cabin and into the clouds.