“The Mórrígan, is a mythical beast from a land rich in folklore with little evidence of a basis in reality. She is rumoured to be a great queen, more frequently seen as a phantasm. References suggest the entity is part of a sisterhood triad known as the Morrígna. In battle her cries inspired extraordinary deeds, yet for those that she marks, death soon follows. We must conjecture this is purely a battle myth. To discover one is real would be a poor day for all. If three exist then an army could swipe us all from reality.” Jeremiah Delalande, Lecture on Thaumaturgical Mythology.

“It is rumoured there exists a long forgotten cemetery overwatched by a succubus whose name has been erased from history. A powerful sorceress rumoured to match the skills of the Necromage. All that remains is a name given to that place out of fear, The Garden of Death.” Jeremiah Delalande, Lost Obituaries.

“Rune Lore shifts in time. Lost in translation as ages pass and Keystones become victims of age. Use not a rune that you do not understand. Many are enchanted with dark magic.” Jeremiah Delalande, Lecture on Necromancy.

“The Amanuensis moved swiftly, looking through the notes until he found the dark scroll. There, the offence to nature had compared them as pieced cut from the same cloth. One used necromancy to caress the dead while he moved in time to commune with those long dead in a past that had atrophied.

“The Builder Sect of olde were tasked with construction of the Necropolis. Most constructed one chamber filled with loculi awaiting interments. Once inside it was the last time any builder saw the light of day for the powers of darkness are secretive and unforgiving.” History of of old Empires, Jeremiah Delalande.

“Rune Lore is an art lost on the tides of Time. They exist everywhere and remain riddles simply because deeper studies reveal they are not all the same designs. Strongly suggesting our perceptions of history are ill conceived.” Lecture on Philosophy, Jeremiah Delalande.

The Necromage.

The Necromage walked across the desert, clutching a staff that carried a serpent twisted around the oak. The hand wrapped around it was bone with desiccated skin stretched taught.

“The Emerald has conditions. Iolas is to remain here as eyes to reveal when the infiltrators try to follow through with their task. Everyone else goes through. Afterwards, all return, including you, Ehrendil, and all those exiled. Your task is to regain control of the Ljósálfar and banish all who stand against you.”