Explorer Logs

A steady, productive hum fills the Sanctuary tonight. In the Academic Quarter, lights are on late as researchers finalize the testing protocols for the Westward Expedition. But the real energy is deeper, quieter. At the heart of the valley, the great tree, D'Oak, pulses with a calm, stable power, its roots unseen but felt by all. Kaelen was seen near its base in the twilight, carefully sketching the small, moss-covered carving of a dog curled up among the roots—a new, small piece of history, finally brought to light.