This is the final dungeon in on one of the 'seasons' of my project. A great, flying palace, from which the fury and power of storms can be unleashed upon the world below. Of course, this palace is said to be home of the God of Storms, who wields this power, but if that power were to fall into the wrong hands, well... things could get ugly.
For years, the palace sat placidly on a small island on a lake, near a town in western Kerlynzia, but one night, it shot up into the sky, and things have never been the same since. Someone claiming to be the God of Storms continually has been ravaging towns in the outlying areas of southern Kerlynzia, and shows no signs of stopping, until he is declared emperor.
Unfortunately for him, he seems to have gotten his palace stuck, and he may or may not have enraged the shady organization that got him that power in the first place. Time to investigate!
Another song I touched up while passing back through the second season! Enjoy!