As you trudge through the growing puddles in the streets, a movement in the corner of your eye draws your attention. A dark-robed figure huddles against an empty cage, shivering as he pulls the ample folds of fabric more tightly about himself. He notices your momentary pause and looks at you with tired, weary eyes.

"The rains won't stop. The storms come and go, battering those caught without shelter. Monsters that defy common sense fly through the air and roam the streets. My brothers are chewing their own limbs in fits of insatiable hunger!"

He sighs and makes his way to his feet before continuing. Louder, with more conviction, he cries out, "There is no question that Lord Drogor is displeased! More than any other tantrum of the Immortals, He has brought his ravages and ruin to all reaches of the realms! What does it take to awaken the peasants to the realities around us?"

"Have YOU done anything to appease The Sea Lord? Have YOU offered up sacrifices in His name? Or do you huddle with the others, waiting for someone else to figure out what must be done? To do FOR you?"

He spits on the ground in disgust. Lightning flashes overhead, and ominous thunder rolls on for many moments. "Aid me! Bring others! Send messengers to Captain Kurmin until he empties the Spiders! That metal will not long protect them when Drogor turns his eyes upon them! Together, if we all make the effort, I am confident we can appease Drogor! We can end these storms and the attacks upon our homes!"

Wide-eyed, but still appearing tired, he quietly adds, "Or will you hide away, too? Will you wait for others to fix your problems?"

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Dark-robed clerics are roaming the streets of Riverhaven, Crossing, Shard and Ratha, crying of approaching doom. One has appeared outside the great spider, as well. They each offer a number of TASKs that may serve to appease Drogor. Will you help?

SGM Zadraes
Premium Lead
Trader Guild Advocate