Monthly Archives: November 2014

People of Elmerton and the Lands Surrounding,

I am a servant of Aeumbei, Incarnation of Life. I came to the Elmerton area because I was informed of life energy rituals that were being performed by groups of tzigane. While I was not able to witness any of these rituals, I was able to tell that the energy and Agreement that was flowing from them were not serving to strengthen Aeumbei. Instead, it seemed to settle around the area where the rituals were performed. A colleague who knows more about the area suggested that it may be due to the nature of the magical and elusive Evernight Forest, though he could not be sure.

If you have any additional information on this matter, please give it to local Allegiant Minister, Oliver Finnestera so that he may pass it on to his superiors in the Allegiant.

Thank You,

-Verdana Orgum

Servant of Life

It happened in an instance of forever, as things tend to do in the Evernight. Perhaps it was the stress the Dreamers faced with the atrocities committed against the Dark Walker (how would you feel if you had a leash wrapped around your neck?) or perhaps it was the massive wave of Psychic energy that washed through the grove on Fortuneday, the 11th day of Reapingdusk. Well, some say it was the 11th day- others swear it was the 10th. Pfft. Time in the Evernight, y’know. Either way, this wave of Psychic energy swept through the grove with one goal in mind: to break Control! And it did! One, two, three, four, five Dreamers awoke from their sleep and screamed or babbled or broke or grinned or laughed and then, one-by-one, left the area. And then the whispers came. And the screams. And many, though not all, of the once-Ashynnied poured out of the Forest clutching their eyes and ears, scrabbling at the dirt as though trying to bury themselves, and generally acting crazier than normal. They were babbling about their strings and the light and how they wanted back in but they couldn’t get back in. Their talk got more desperate and more hostile and then we went on the attack. Don’t be surprised if you see us in your town. We have no recourse and nowhere to go. Without the guidance and comfort of the Dark, we will take our madness out on the world. And they will dance with us on the edge of this sword… or dance another type of dance on the end of a belt. See you soon!

-Rusty