[RAID: APHROS VS ABENDROT] The Dogs must know their Master

[Dreamspeaker]

This is a terrible night.

The echoes reverbate across Meranthe akin to a hushed whisper- for the essence of Death was briefly put to action, fed upon a mighty warrior, and shown but a small extent of its terrible power. A sleepless night, filled with nightmares- a dark omen for for the denizens of Meranthe.

Something is horribly wrong.

"You march under the banners of hope, light and all that you deem good."

"You march unto your death."

"For I will honor my word to him. I will honor our promise."

The Great Wolf prepares a dark, ominous, terrible power that shall greet all that will come to the battle.

Only gods could know what kind of an unholy curse it will unleash.