[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Dominion of Oz]
[Winkie Country]
"Seems like things are going just about the way you wanted," Elena spoke idly.
The Legatus stood upon a decrepit tin balcony overlooking the vast plains beyond the castle. The structure beneath her feet was in a sorry state, its metalwork now covered in rust and showing signs of considerable deterioration. Sections of the railing had begun to bend out of shape, while the floor beneath her boots creaked. Despite the poor condition of the balcony, it offered a fairly unobstructed view of the surrounding landscape.
