elcome Seeker. I have been expecting one such as you. One who grasps for the ancient knowledge that your people have turned their backs upon. Perhaps you have Chaon blood within you… No matter, all shall be revealed in time.
My name? You will forgive me. My many ages of self-imposed exile have taken their toll on my manners. As I have been to many lands, and have seen many strange things, I have also been known by many names and titles, and thus… am at a loss at which to give to you. In this realm, I was, and always shall be known as Aradael.
You have not heard of me? I am not surprised. It has been many centuries since my last visit to the realm of Shaikari, and those who were my companions in that time have long since returned to the dust. I have been watching your world however, and recent events have precipitated my return. Mystic portents tell of great events in your world’s future. Enemies thought banished returning from the void, the dead crossing the eternal barrier, and Ao, the lord of this plane achieving elevation. But what dim horror seeps in, in the wake of his ascension? Without him to hold the golden scales of balance and weigh us all, who shall rise on its great platforms, and who shall descend into the darkness…
Time grows short in your realm, and a new age of darkness descends upon us all. Ask what you will, but keep in mind the consequences of your newly discovered wisdom. You may discover that what you knew to be true was nothing but deception, while your worst fears are coming to pass…
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