CHAPTER NINE
I frowned. Keoria was the name of the Vaultwork’s fictional setting. From what I had seen of it, Keoria was basically your generic Middle Ages high fantasy setting, with little to set it apart from other games like it. It seemed like a pretty unoriginal setting to me, but then again, Dad, who was the creator of the Vaultwork, was not exactly known for his vivid imagination.
“Did you say that Keoria is dying?” I said. “What do you mean by that?”
“What else do you think he means?” Cyclone snapped. He gestured at the sky. “The land is dying. Whole towns have been ruined and abandoned. The wind blows weakly and the gods no longer hear our prayers. It is all dying … and it’s your fault.”
“My fault?” I said. “What do you mean my fault? I haven’t been here in months.”
Cyclone op
