I see you are no vision sent to tempt me. You are flesh, an intruder in these sands. Once my people ruled these sands, and it was death to walk here without our leave. But now my Virakt wanders, far from our home, while the brutes of Chaos…

Who is this? Another fool who laughs at death. There was a time when my people would have fed your blood to the sands for the crime of casting your shadow on these dunes. Alas, my Virakt no longer rules these sands. I shall leave you to th…

Who is this? Another fool who laughs at death. There was a time when my people would have fed your blood to the sands for the crime of casting your shadow on these dunes. Alas, my Virakt no longer rules these sands. I shall leave you to th…

Are these heroes I see before me? Or merely fools who laugh at death? Beware, fool, before you tread but one step more! The schemes of a God bear fruit in this noisome swamp, and the power of Morloch shall smite you if you enter. I, who kn…

Welcome to the lands where earth and water vie, where Nuatha tests the faithful! Do you recognize my vestments? I am one of the Chosen of Bellugh, a Sun Priest of the Bellugh Nuathal. Ours in an ancient faith, born before the Scourge of Ch…

Ho there! Do you know the ways of this foul place? I am a Huntress, daughter of Phaedra's empire, chosen of the Palomi Tribe. My sisters and I have tracked our foes to this mire, seeking vengeance for their foul deeds at our refuge on this…

By all the Sidhe, these are dark times! Have you come here to fight? Good! Go south, down the path, and look for the Runegate! The damned fiends have taken it, and if they open it, we are all doomed! I have walked under sky and stars for t…

You there! You trespass on the domain of the High Court of Eglan Nanvirond. On any other day such a thing would mean your death, but these are dark times. You have the look of a slayer about you. Hungry for battle? For glory? Get thee with…

You there! You trespass on the domain of the High Court of Eglan Nanvirond. On any other day such a thing would mean your death, but these are dark times. You have the look of a slayer about you. Hungry for battle? For glory? Get thee with…

You are come, it seems, none too soon. Aeran Belendor is sore beset! The woods were once the pride of the Deathless Empire, but now they run with blood, and our dazzling towers are all pulled down. We never anticipated that the Prisoner co…