He zoomed out. The entire province of Bellwright sprawled before him, a patchwork of green (safe), yellow (contested), and red (dead). He marked the caravan's route. Then, he marked the bandit ambush point he had scouted yesterday. Finally, he dragged Leif's blue dot toward a rocky outcropping overlooking the road.
A chime sounded. A new notification.
Elias had been the village's "Mapkeeper" for forty winters. But this new magic, this , was different. It didn't just show the land; it listened to it. He tapped the icon for the Bellwright Ruins. Immediately, a translucent timeline scrolled up: "Iron mined here, 1422. Abandoned, 1445. Brigand camp confirmed, last night." mapa interactivo bellwright
