Since no one has claimed them, I will control Flame and the Nekohlin until someone claims them.
Goltor
You weave the fabric of reality to create a viewing portion above the wall, and watch one of the pair who appeared, who is covered in plated metal, leap from the wall, wings of light and air sprouting from their shoulders. You recognize the other as the scholar who taught you magic, and you watch as a jet of fire leaps high into the air, struggling to be seen through the land of endless shadows and death that is slowly approaching the wall. An aura of fear pulsates out from this approaching disaster, and the armoured warrior disappears into the impenetrable shadows.
Ka'uratazun
A group of strange, tiny creatures with spindly limbs, and a young air dragon turn to face you- The spindly limbed creatures are carrying small steel spears, and the Dragon bears some ceremonial markings. Oddly, they seem more than willing to fight you- Anything at their size must either have something up their sleeves,
or be tremendously stupid to risk fighting an Elder Dragon.
Lakami and Acid-Maw
The ships sail rapidly across the sea, sped by a good wind, and the enchantments. The enchantments placed against the Evil influence keep the possible effects at bay, as you head towards the source of the malevolence. Your project to protect your homes with the coastal enchantments are going well, although the influence is increasing against unprotected areas.
Lakami
The Lakami expansion, assisted by the inhabited areas being protected is going well, expanding your domain, and bringing lush growth to the deserts. Your secret project is facing many difficulties, as you hit barrier after barrier- It would be far easier to work with the Acid-Maw on this. Your smith comes out of her isolation, bearing a magic crown. She proceeds to kill herself.
Acid-Maw
Your people, somewhat jealous of the Lakami expansion, and somewhat worried about becoming outnumbered by the physically powerful Lakami, begin a similar expansion, although progress is slowed by the lesser support, the smaller size of the Acid-Maw, and faster reproduction allows expansion to match speed with the Lakami's. The weapon smith finishes his work, and presents his chief with a spear of amazing craftsmanship, and apparently great magic power.
Lizzy Kyros
Your wings carry you into the darkness towards the fire, where you see a giant composed entirely of shadows emerge from a massive gout of dragonfire. The source is a young Fire Dragon, covered in a beautiful suit of armour. The giant turns to face you.
"And what do we have here? A foolish knight who sought to face the darkness?"
The giant laughs, and the dragon emits a low, grumbling snarl, like that of a volcano ready to burst- more felt than heard.
"Regardless, my naive knight, no matter what you or this pathetic lizard do, you shall not escape!"
Qassatoughua
You swim to escape from the darkness, and oddly enough find a completely safe area beneath a dozen ships, that are sailing towards Iomeer, they do not seem to come from any seafaring race you know of, although design elements seem to be attempting to emulate the Ijzervolk.
Ertane
The dreaded Steelclaw and his Icy Maiden continue north away from the Todeslande, and towards the Norlands, although his sudden appearance from the Todeslande raises a question amongst many of your scholars- How did he escape the land from which no one has ever escaped?
Whilst questions and rumors begin to run rampant, a small vessel bearing the banner of Iomeer's Imperial Family is sailing towards your harbor, while a smaller ship sails quickly after the Icy Maiden.
Steelclaw, Neriend and The Messenger
The Messenger mumbles something waving his hand over Neriend, and she wakes suddenly, choking on her own blood, gasping for air, and wiping the blood from her eyes. Her breathing is laboured and she is pale. She looks about, but even though her eyes pass over the crew, she doesn't seem to register your presence. One of your crew spots a small boat quickly gaining on the Maiden from behind, as she lopes northward.