Alara meets Thorn, a rogue elf guardian scarred from Veil Wars. Thorn, last of the Silverleaf Clan, senses her power and they brew an elixir to shatter a curse. They are chased by hunters and Alara uses magic to block them. One brew awakens the Shadow King. Alara flees the shop into a misty alley, meets Thorn, a rogue elf guardian scarred from Veil Wars with brooding charm. Humans brew chaos, you, you brew fate. They share a sip, his eyes ignite silver. Thorn, last of the Silverleaf Clan, protector of lost bloodlines. He senses her power and the hunters closing in. Together, they brew the first elixir, cinnamon plus moonpetal plus her blood drop. Spike of magic, visions flood, ancient elves falling, prophecies of three brews to shatter the curse. Chased through glowing undercity markets, Alara levitates a cart to block pursuers. Thorn's hand on hers. Your heart races like the old winds. Don't fear the elf. You're forgetting the girl. But one brew awakens more than power. It calls the Shadow King.