Chains of Fate: Book Two: Deeprun

The catastrophic aftermath of Prince Geshoa's Cavalcade has thrown everyone to the wind, scattered across the world in an attempt to find even the illusion of safety. Of solace. Eldon finds that he is adrift, literally and mentally, unsure of what to do and where to go. Conflicting impulses scream at him; impulses that drive him simultaneously towards keeping those close to him safe, and to putting right what has gone so, so wrong. His only plan is to go south, to the nation of Essylvis, where he hopes to find help among people that can only see him as something that has to be endured. At the same time, Whistler is going home, back to the frontier by means of a nightmare. Lost, broken, guilty, and angry; the lawman knows only that people need to be helped... and that his ability to do so is laughable at best. He surrounds himself with what he can, and clings to a baseless hope that something can be found that he can at least pretend is a direction... while knowing that things wait on the frontier that he is not ready for. Two men, two paths, one endpoint. Their fates bound by chains.

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