Mogdrogen's Ruminations

is a note found in the loot room at the end of the Heart of the Forest.

Recent events bring trouble to my heart.

A mortal, one of the Erulan inquisitors they call Kymon, has stumbled upon something. Something...ancient and forgotten. And like any imprudent mortal, he did not leave what should have remained forgotten alone. A mighty blaze now stirs deep beneath the Korvan Plateau. The beasts of Cairn are restless. They sense it too.

To compound this mystery, the normally capricious false gods have gone curiously silent. I suspect they've receded to their pocket realm. The timing cannot be fortuitous. The Witch Gods are afraid. Their attention must be drawn to the same power that now consumes the souls of Kymon and his chosen. The mortals' ardent worship feeds it, gives it strength and form.

Rumblings among the humans speak of the mighty Empyrion's return, but I know that to be the false hopes of helpless wretches. The identity of this forgotten power eludes me, and yet it feels so...familiar.

What I am certain of however is that cataclysmic change is upon us. I have felt it in the earth. Smelled it upon the wind. Forces I have not sensed in millennia yearn for vengeance and blood.

I must gather my Rhowari. The time approaches when their conviction will truly be tested.