Rider magic was becoming unreliable, and she herself was having ghostly visions-visions of a strong woman with wild flowing hair and a blue and green tartan draped across her shoulder, pinned with a golden brooch. Ghostly hoofbeats echoed in the deep regions of her mind, and when she awoke to find herself on horseback halfway to Sacor City-in her nightgown-she finally gave in.īack at court Karigan found the Green Riders weakened and diminished. But Karigan's determination was no match for the Rider's call. In the messenger service she had been caught up in a world of deadly danger, and though she had defeated the Eletian, she had nonetheless been tainted by his wild magic.Įxhausted in body and spirit, and determined to be the mistress of her own destiny, Karigan has returned to her home in Corsa. Being a Green Rider was more perilous than Karigan had ever imagined, for a rogue Eletians had cracked the magical D'Yer Wall which had protected Sacoridia for a thousand years from the evil influence of Blackveil Forest-the arboreal prison of Sacoridia's ancient enemy Mornhaven the Black-and had brought the threat of dark magic into the land.
Karigan G'ladheon had been a Green Rider, one of the king of Sacoridia's elite magical messengers.
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