Prelude - Sayings

I.

Let me tell thee about Gods.

There is Uher, Gods-father

Giver of life and High Magisters

The latter, most are less happy about.

There’s Tyeus, the warrior priest

Whom the Lorians love.

Luthos, the fool

The patron of vagabonds, and luck.

Allegedly.

Naossis the Red.

Neither male nor female

Goddess of whores and pleasure

Much loved by all.

And Ora, the Silent

Bringer of the Fading Light

Only loved by Assassins and his Silent Servants.

These are the Five

Whom most people pray to

II.

For there are more

those of the Old Realms.

The Old Gods of the Zilan, the Gish

and the Folk

Like Abrakas, the Abhorrent

Whom sailors still keep in their minds.

Nesande,

Holder of Magic and forbidden practices,

Now lost to us all.

And Eodrass,

The Wyvern God

Whom no man alive,

knows anything about.

-

Roads of Soteras, volume IV

Gods Chapter,

-prologue

(2nd paragraph was censored in all subsequent editions)

Soteras, circa 68 NC

‘War is a slothful beast

Slow to awaken,

Difficult to understand.

Once it does though,

It has a mind of its own,

And cannot be stopped.’

-

Lord Sirio Veturius

Circa 206 NC

The Fall Of Heroes

Next time I say,

we flip a bloody coin,

Ye do it for me Pretty…

-

Dante Blackwood’s

Last words, to an unknown Gish ranger,

during the battle of Hellfort's pass

(Cofol name Teid-Riden)

Circa 189 NC

Of treachery, the faithful had spoken

Ancient Zilan Elegy

I can’t name the road, nor speak of the sea,

Shades have no tongue,

and all dead sound alike;

to the Servants of the Fading Light.

-

A Silent Sernant's coded greeting

2nd era

circa 8 NC