[It had started. If the strange electric feeling in the air hadn't clued him in, the fact that Dark Convoy had found him and talked with him would have cemented it. It had also given him an idea.]
Brothers...sister. Be ready. The time is soon.
To all those lacking Glyphs, I extend an invitation to you.
When the dark touch of chaos touches your minds, come find me. I may not be able to cure you of your ills, but at least in studying your descent I may find the tools to understand it.
[He has no more to say, and so he waits to see if there are any takers.] | |
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