CALDER
For all the discussion of a ‘God race’, Renos was not what I expected. The tension in the room fell back to a simmer with his sudden appearance. The god was exceedingly tall, with dark red hair that seemed to glow with orange streaks as if it were a low-temperature fire. In his current state of dress, it was hard to measure him physically. His soft black robe didn’t hint at what sort of physique he held below. Realizing Vilairus hadn’t told us much about Renos raised my suspicions as the god appraised us.
“Tell me, how did you come across such a small crumb?” Renos asked, holding his teacup to his lips and blowing gently. The liquid began to steam as his breath caressed its surface.
“You mean the ember?” Sammy asked.
Renos gave her a smile and nodded. “It’s undoubtedly my mag
