Blackwood Map Eso Novels & Stories

"Old territory maps dating back to the pack's founding. I caught him in here yesterday, claiming he was researching family history." Casie approached the maps, trying to focus despite the distracting heat pulsing through her veins. The oldest showed the original Blackwood territory, much smaller than their current holdings, centred around what was just the main packhouse. “It’s not here, I can’t feel it, anywhere. It should be stronger if it were in this room. However, nothing is marked on here where it might be; they were definitely thorough to ensure only the rightful person could use the Tears power.” Rick stepped closer, his gaze sweeping the room. "What about hidden compartments? Secret

"He's demanding audience, Alpha. Says he has a proposition that might prevent... unpleasantness." Unpleasantness. Such a delicate word for the kind of territorial war that could paint these mountains red with supernatural blood. I found Blackwood waiting in the courtyard like he owned it, flanked by three wolves who moved with the particular swagger of creatures who'd never learned proper respect for established territory. He looked older than I remembered—gray threading through dark hair, lines around his eyes that spoke of years spent in exile—but his amber gaze held the same calculating intelligence that had made him dangerous three decades ago.

That was my first inclination that I wasn't daydreaming. There was a black hole here a second ago and it had disappeared in an instant. I had never seen anything like that in all my years. There were rumors of its existence within the realms but it was often considered as something that only existed in folklore, it was going to be hard to convince anyone that I had seen one. I lowered my gaze to the papers strewn on the floor and realized they were maps written in Blachurn. An ancient Blackwell language. Sitting on top of this stack was a map of the Brockbank realm which I snatched off the ground, peered at intently then rushed out of the library to my bedroom.

Debby asked looking at them all and looking back at the map which seemed to have been covered in black ink in most certain areas. "Because that place has not been able to be visited for hundreds of years..." Luca said quietly. Lilly listened with a racing heart. “This place is as forbidden as the Vicious Realm. Even worse than that….” Lilly looked sadly at the small, dull, and old map in front of her. Evil place? Then why did Elden Wood look so calm and peaceful in her dream?

The space was so effortlessly masculine that I could imagine he was in it if I closed my eyes, and no detail escaped me, from the leather and wood furnishings, to the books on the wall and a stocked bar at the far wall that looked like it hadn’t been touched in sometime. On his desk, a huge piece of paper sat unfurled, and even though I knew I was snooping I couldn’t help myself. I glided over, going to stand on the side of Hector’s desk that he usually sat on to have a better view of it. It was a map of our territory, or at least that was what I thought at first glance. As I continued to study it though, it slowly dawned on me that it was a map of all of the major Lycan territories in the w

~ A small glitchy sound echoed within the room, and an overhead panel suddenly appeared above the orb. [Registered Item Located] {Enchanted Item (Grade 6): White Amber has been located. Coordinates will be displayed below.} [Tap For More] The room initially fell into a tense silence, but Aldred broke it by tapping the panel. Instantly, a detailed map of the Black Market sprawled across the display, resembling a typical mobile app map. Numerous buildings dotted the map, each marked distinctly. The KariBlanc Group gave off a ‘blue’ glow, which was meant to signify the starting point of the journey.

“Close the door.” I obeyed. “I received another message this morning.” He slid a printed email across the desk. “Read this.” I picked up the paper. Subject: Blood Will Tell “The heir plays while Rome burns. But fire purifies. Fire reveals. Soon, the false will fall, and the worthy will rise from the ashes. Count your days, Blackwood. Count them carefully.” My stomach tightened. This was different from the others. More personal. More direct. “When did this arrive?” “Six AM. Routed through the same encrypted channels as the others.”

Two were missing. The feed cut to black. Ethan slowly took off his headset. He placed it on the table. The plastic cracked under his grip. He turned to Emily. The room was deadly silent. Lord Blackwood was looking at her with open contempt. Seraphina was smiling—a small, satisfied smile. "I..." Emily stammered. "I thought..." "You thought wrong," Lord Blackwood said. "You nearly killed twenty of our best men because you cannot read a map." "It was a mistake!" Emily cried. "The colors... they shifted!"

"How many are there? Have other kingdoms been alerted?" My father went through his drawer, bringing out a map. He spread out the map on the table. It was a map of Eortí. "This here," he pointed to a spot on the map. Alexander and I stood up, moving behind father to get a proper view of the map. "This is the spot where the undead are being found now. I'm sure you can see why I'm worried." "Thousands have risen from Eortí," Alexander noted, taking count of the thousands of black dots across the map. They were markings showing the position of the werebies. "Seems like some are heading towards Trinigad borders already."

Fennigan pointed out the window at the dense forest rushing by. "We just crossed the territory line. The Blackwood land sits n=on a convergence of ley lines--massive currents of earth energy. It's one of the most powerful territories in the country." "Sometimes, humans just feel a little dizzy. But, you...you're a Spark. You"re sensitive to energy." Leela groaned as another wave of pressure throbbed in her head. "It feels like my head is in a vice."