At the age of four, Lina discovered she could start fires with a mere thought - a trait which had died out long ago. Cautioned by her telepathic cat, Tosh, she kept this Elemental power a secret to avoid being an outcast. That was easy to do growing up in the remote grasslands of Zena.
Now as an adult, she had no plans to leave her beloved homeland. So when a strange urge compels her to travel north to an unknown destination, Lina resists this unnatural feeling. But her plans to stay in Zena are taken out of her control when she is kidnapped by gypsies and wakes in a foreign land. The desire to travel north is as strong as ever. She fears she will have no choice but to give into the compulsion. When a raging fire prevents her return home, she realizes she must find out once and for all what or who is summoning her.
On her journey, Lina befriends an odd assortment of allies. Together they battle mystical creatures and unnatural forces despite the fact that such magic had died out over 800 years ago. Lina reluctantly begins to use her innate Elemental power as she becomes more certain that someone is using magic against her. When she discovers the shocking truth, it will change her life in ways she could never imagine.
The Learner Ben Dar had been destroyed by the reluctant use of her powers. In the shadow of his fallen fortress, she had learned the truth – that she was the center of a thousand-year-old prophecy claiming the rebirth of the Elementals – an ancient race dedicated to caring for the Land.
Now Lina and those with traces of Elemental power train in the mountains of South Point in the hopes that they can defeat this unknown danger to the Land. Will her powers be enough to stop the destruction of her homeland?
Destroying Quietus should have stopped the destruction to the Land. But it hadn’t. Slowly, the barren areas continue to grow destroying everything in their path. None of Lina’s Elemental powers can repair the damage while the Land remains contaminated by magic.
But there is an ancient scepter created by a Learner that may lift this magical barrier. Before Lina can claim it, the scepter is stolen. Now Lina and Val must race to find the scepter and end the destruction to the Land once and for all.
The boy drug his spoon across the bottom of the bowl as he scraped up the last of the stew. He stared at the bowl as if he wished he could pick it up and lick the remaining gravy from the sides.
Selda watched him, half amused. It had taken her most of the previous day to find the one person she thought could give her the information she and Slade needed. It hadn’t been hard to pinpoint the location of the thieves hide out or learn Regina, their leader, was currently away from Talus. She had spent yesterday watching the place. Twice she had seen the boy wandering outside the Red Lion tavern. A few discrete inquiries at the neighboring businesses had confirmed what she needed to know. Griffin was the son of a thief who had recently died. And more importantly, he had often been inside the thieves’ headquarters. He would have insider information and having been on the street for a few weeks he would be hungry.
“So Griffin,” Selda said as she signaled for a refill of his bowl. “Regina’s gone. Who would she leave in charge?”
She tried a different approach. “Did your father ever mention who she trusted most?”
“Beck’s around a lot.” Griffin’s face lit up as a second bowl of stew was placed in front of him. His dark hair fell across his face as he devoured the food.
Selda had to fight the urge to brush the hair from his eyes. She didn’t know where that instinct came from as she had never had a maternal thought before in her life.
“Beck, huh? Is he a good thief?”
“Father called him a mole.”
“Digs up information for her. Never heard of him stealin' nothing but information.”
Selda shook her head. Beck wouldn’t be any use to her. “Who would she turn to if she wanted something?”
“That would be Hodge.” The boy’s eyes darted to the entrance of the tavern. “Or Esma,” he said pointing with his chin at the woman who had just entered.
Selda turned to see a petite woman wearing a tight dress move toward the bar. Her low-cut dress showed off her firm breasts. She walked with an attitude that clearly indicated she knew all the men were watching. As Selda watched her flirt with the barman, an idea began to form. She would be perfect.