The Darkness of Power

Excepts from Vahn's Journal: Day 0

Day 0, Road to Alaric

Today I recieved my ring, the mark of a Shade. Vilmoth tells me I am one of a handful left in the world. I have only met one since arriving at the Keep. I recited the Oath:

‘Til death we hunt the night—
‘Til death we protect the weak—
We, who were born of light;
We, who were delieved to dusk.
When darkness raises its impotent fist,
When darkness reaches to strangle the land,
We will be waiting, Shades in the Shadow;
We will be waiting to strike.

After the ceremony I was brought my horse. Tonight I’ll sleep under the stars.



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