Final Chamber
And so the heroic traitor Namthar fought his brother to a stalemate – wounded he used the last of his energy to drive the elder brother back, and Moros retreated to his vessel. But he had mortally wounded Namthar, and he vowed to return, to reap what he had sowed, and to consume not only Vaul, but this time his brothers Namthar and Kossos too as punishment for their insolence. This would prove to be a most interesting cycle, he would surely grow strong and wise with this harvest.
Moros would bide his time, sow yet more seeds, and let his army grow in the shadows, watch its natural leaders sprout and rise and when the way was prepared, his patience would be rewarded. They would signal to him. His would be the harvest.
And that is why this place is sacred my students, we must defend it, and stop any signal fire being lit. Beyond this path, the guardian stands tall, an avatar of Namthars power, in eternal vigilance over the signal fire.S
The justifiably arrogant Etricht
“Ive won, its over. A plan decades in the making – did you really think you could stop it? There is nothing now to prevent the coming harvest– the elves lie plague-ridden and ruined, the winding path is closed, the men of the north are at war with each other, and the flotilla will slowly starve while porta verde is consumed from the depths by Nileth. Dwarves are merely slaves now, dragged underground and building empires for their enemies.
I am on the cusp of greatness Alaistair… Moros will reward me, I will take Namthars place and become a scholar like them, ascend to godhood. When we restart this cycle, it will be by my hand the seed is sown, and by my scythe the harvest will be reaped. And I will consume, and learn, and grow, just as they have done and always will…
#HeraldChat
To Throkk: Which model are you then? I thought you were decommissioned? Deemed a rather spectular failure – abandoned by your creatators, your church, not even worthy of your own memories. Abandoned even by your family I believe. I wonder what your real name is?
To Gritgoz: Nice speech, have you been preparing it for weeks? Oh, Im impressed by how effective you were in the end– I had my misgivings about using goblins, but you really did turn out to be the perfect vector for spreading that redrot- why, I only had to release a single one to take out most of the elves in the South. To think, we had perfected the plague for so long, and just couldn’t think a suitable way to spread it. Until somebody mentioned there was a young half elf selling goblin slaves and I had an idea…
To Tulip: what an delicious gift you have acquired on your travels young man – it gave me great pleasure to defeat your vamypre patron, i think ill enjoy carving you up too. I wonder what I will see when I eat your flesh, hmmm? I wonder if your friends know how much you love secrets?
To Alistair: Ah… the Goblin Slaver, key Thief, betrayer of your father , an outlaw in your own lands – Im surprised to see you here – is it redemption you seek? How quickly you turned your back on your old way of life – Will you do the same again ? Youre hands are every bit as bloodstained as mine young thief…
To Ernodal: Ah the navigator. You took me by surprise last time we meet you know. You look just like your mother… but you reek of elf like your father. And just like her, you have a darkness growing in you, betrayal and cruelty coiled around your heart.. I can see it. I might have loved her once , but after her.. betrayal the die was cast and.. well here we are. There will be something poetic in destroying you like she destroyed me.
