While Corvin was working deep beneath Raven's Nest on a new virutic strain meant to elevate both living and undead to Magus and potentially Archmagus levels, the rest of Verthalis churned with its own tremors. Far beyond the South of Argyll, past the mist veiled Sea of Duskwell Reach, across the heart of the Veilborn Expanse, a vast and storm riddled ocean bordered by Thalasien to the northeast, Argyll to the northwest, Nefrath to the southwest, and Savaryn to the southeast, was the ancient fortress of the Void Expanse, the seat of the Circle of Arbiters. There, power spoke and judgment echoed across continents.
The chamber itself was cavernous, lined in stone and rimmed with obsidian balconies, pulsing faintly with arcane resonance. Suspended above the round table of judgment, a swirling globe of Verthalis rotated slowly, crackling with tiny veins of energy that marked recent political or magical upheavals. Today, the North of Argyll and Nefrath glowed with crimson heat.
