There is no road to Kazulu.

Out here, the road is wherever it is that your feet take you. In every direction there is nothing. Only rock and sand and broken earth. The sand gets in your shoes and gnaws at your skin, and the rock cuts the palms of your hands when you fall, or the knee you take when you stop to rest. The sun above is unrelenting, and death follows in your footsteps.

Yoba waited on the veranda of the Starbringer family villa. His guest was prone to arriving early and today would probably be no exception, assuming he didn’t run into issues locating the entrance to the property. The villa was hidden deep in the Bone Forests of the Icarukian Mountains, and few were aware of its precise location. Only those worthy of immeasurable trust were instructed on how to find it.

In typical Starbringer fashion, this included the couturier.