The Edge of the Void
The child who was Caledur nodded, and rose to his feet. "Thank you, Creator. I will remember your aid this day." The runes flitting across the boy's chest glowed to life, and sparked, electricity running across his skin. He lifted into the air, slowly growing and transforming once more into the mighty storm cloud which was his true form. Caledur's baleful eyes turned once more to the Crone. "But, with all due respect Creator, I hope we never meet again." With that, the storm flew, back down towards the material world, in search of the entrance to this Labryinth.

Serpent's Range
Clouds of dark, raging gray floated over the site where Dralcor was once imprisoned. The eyes of Caledur gazed towards the ground below, searching for some sign, some indication of how he might enter this fabled Labryinth, and find Reisen the Fool, to test his strength against him.