Da wilderness hold many strange and ancient wisdoms. It knows in da ways of healing and harming. In da ways of life and death. Me momo knew of dese ways, but her was flat before she ever taught dem to me. Many of her old ingredients was lost and forgotten. But in dese dark times,…

Kalak, spirit of water, imbued in wooden staff. Zhaum, spirit of savagery, imbued in stone staff. Nascha, spirit of nature, imbued in iron staff.

It’s me, Uzggoth Lud’Gorkil. Me is standing right in front of latz but latz cannot seem to se e or hear me.

The Herald of Destruction calls his praise,:: The seven skies will shake,:: And the pillars of Aegis will crumble,:: Under the one born of shadow with blood in his eyes.:: :: In Krugmar, me heard lightning strike near da Towers of Aemon and Daemon. Da earth began :: to tremble as if it were torn.…

I am Lull, spirit of air. My singing drifts freely in the wind and my whispers stir in the silence, rustling like leaves in the treetops. My lithe figure has been caged and withered and my soul all but broken, but my song remains the same.:: I was capture as a young elven girl and…

Me am Scara, spirit of fire. Me flesh bear da scar and burn of da enemy and me bone am soaked wit der blood. Many men has me flatted wit da axe and da fist, women and children too, it make no difference. Lat will hear der scream and cry in da flame when me…

I am Kalak, spirit of water. I laugh often to those who listen and those who look will find my golden eyes watching vigilantly from the darkest corners of the mind. My tanned and brutish form bears the scars and tattoos of many years at sea and my mind holds the thoughts and whispers of…