The Prophecy
The following prophecy was orated by Nissa as she was in a vision meditation.
- In days beyond recall
- Of Karthus-men who thrive,
- Above the rock-teeth tall
- Dwelt wyrms of power five.
- They summoned forth their Mother
- With arcane powers old;
- She birthed from rock another
- Wyrm-egg jet and cold.
- They took the Stone to hide
- Deep in Skyrend’s heart;
- Until the Seed of Pride
- Would split the shell apart.
- They sought the Dwarves to bring
- The Wyrm-seed to their home;
- But Iron-Fisted King
- Refused to yield the Stone.
- The Wyrms laid down their wrath,
- The Under-Dark unleashed
- Into the Dwarven-paths
- The Darkness of The Deeps.
- The Iron King was ended,
- The Dwarven Empire fell;
- Few Clans there could be mended,
- Few dwarves remained to tell.
- But ships from sea-foam rose;
- The North-men came to aid!
- In the caves in coves
- Hid they their ships they made.
- Their desperation driving
- Put madness in their souls;
- And in the Nest arriving
- Brought down the mountain whole.
- The Wyrms’ wails had hovered
- To continents afar:
- The Stone forever covered
- In caves marked by The Star.
- The Eastern rays broke forth,
- Vesuva’s Spear beshone
- On the Men from the North
- In graves so far from home.
- Elves and Dwarves and Men
- With Halflings and the Gnomes
- Magicked the Wyrms and then
- Made those rocks their homes.
- The Lady’s Light was seen
- From on the mountain’s side;
- She drove the Dark between
- With nowhere left to hide.
- The Wyrm-egg lies within
- The bosom of the Earth.
- It yearns the Seed of Kin
- To demonstrate its worth.
- The life of Wyrm awaits
- The time for it to hatch;
- Too clever are the Fates
- To show the Seed to match.
- The day will come too soon
- When patient Dark returns
- In waning harvest moon
- To make the Karthus burn.
- When the land begins to darken
- And the tears of Skyrend fall,
- In the sky for all to hearken
- Thuderclaps from dwarven call.
- Gathered Darkness to the Light,
- Gathered elven princess pale,
- Gathered elf-friend forest-might,
- In the deepening gale.
- The harvest moon will shine
- And traitor friend to foe
- Will forge the Weapon’s Spine
- To darkness all shall go.
- And in the deepening black
- The saviors will arrive
- Entering Skyrend crack
- To never leave alive.
- The Darkness will return
- To claim its final form;
- Forever shall all yearn
- The Light that kept them warm.
