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<h3 class="hiddenlinks">[[Barsul, the Wraith Lord]]</h3>
<h3 class="hiddenlinks">[[Nyrohi|Nyrohi, the Undying]]</h3>
A chill in the air is the first evidence that the wisp of black and grey floating in the air before you is more than it appears. Tattered vestiges of wings sprout from the back side of a cloak and are the only physical manifestation visible from beneath the eerily floating mass of cloths. A raspy mumbling relentlessly echoes from beneath the cloak's hood, the faint glow of an icy blue energy increasing as the sound grows incrementally louder as if the strange being's power is increased as its strained syllables stream forth.
You see Nyrohi, the Undying yell, "Cower, lich! The tombs of the world belong to me!"
 
Nyrohi raises her arm and a great bone halberd carved with snarling jackals appears in her outstretched hand. With a scream of fury, she brings the weapon down upon the ground. A massive rift opens in the earth and continues at a blinding speed toward the lich, crackling with energy.
 
You see Nyrohi, the Undying yell, "You are master of nothing!"
 
The temperature plummets and the air crackles with energy as the shrieks of Silantor echo throughout the pass. The lich gives a final howl of dismay before falling silent. Click [[Nyrohi|here]] for details of the Diabolus [[Nyrohi]].




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<h3 class="hiddenlinks">[[Barsul, the Wraith Lord]]</h3>
A chill in the air is the first evidence that the wisp of black and grey floating in the air before you is more than it appears. Tattered vestiges of wings sprout from the back side of a cloak and are the only physical manifestation visible from beneath the eerily floating mass of cloths. A raspy mumbling relentlessly echoes from beneath the cloak's hood, the faint glow of an icy blue energy increasing as the sound grows incrementally louder as if the strange being's power is increased as its strained syllables stream forth.
''"A shattered moon. Resurgent [[Magick|magick]] throughout a divided and desperate land lit by [[Moons|three orphans]]. A stolen sun and the death of the [[Gods|Old Gods]]. Beset on all sides by the [[Horde]], [[Demons|Demonic forces]] and the [[Undead|Unliving]], the heroes of [[Geography|Aetherius]] strive for supremacy over their enemies, each other and the hopelessness following the loss of their Gods."''
''"It is the [[World History|Age of Mortality]], mortal, and will you be the next champion of Aetherius?"''
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<h3 class="hiddenlinks">[[Khandava, 36 AM; Death of the Prophet|Death of the Prophet]]</h3>
<h3 class="hiddenlinks">[[Khandava, 36 AM; Death of the Prophet|Death of the Prophet]]</h3>
Having lead the forestal council of [[Khandava]] through both prosperity and troubled times, [[User:Lionas|Lionas]] Sol'anlumaire finally accepts unity with the [[Leechtree]] that he brought forth… Has the Diabolus [[Olanre]] consumed her final victim? Or is this the beginning of more trouble for the Deadwood? Click [[Death of the Prophet|here]] for details of the fall of the Khandavan Prophet, ''Naturalis, 36 AM''.
Having lead the forestal council of [[Khandava]] through both prosperity and troubled times, [[User:Lionas|Lionas]] Sol'anlumaire finally accepts unity with the [[Leechtree]] that he brought forth… Has the Diabolus [[Olanre]] consumed her final victim? Or is this the beginning of more trouble for the Deadwood? Click [[Death of the Prophet|here]] for details of the fall of the Khandavan Prophet, ''Naturalis, 36 AM''.
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