Box of the Silent Dead

Flame God of Death, Ferrid NPC Knowledge

The young woman stood there, silently studying me. I got a bad feeling her, but I tried to ignore it and pass her by. When I passed her, she said, "Your next stop is the Lava Caves."

She spoke in a tone that somehow seemed to say that she knew exactly what I was going through. I paused my footsteps and turned my head towards her, but she was gone. Was she a hallucination? First the mysterious voice, and now this. I think I'm getting worse.

What was worse than this realization was that I found myself heading towards the Lava Caves, just as the woman had said. At the Lava Caves I fought a Ferrid whilst surrounded by lava and plagued with a searing question burning in my mind.

Ahib Griffon NPC Knowledge, the fallen King of the Steppe

Because of what... by what... and for what... am I cursed to live this wretched life? Locked in the present by the incomprehensible state of reality, it was at that very moment, burdened by such questions I felt eternally-doomed to never discover the answer to...

It was her... she who had graced me with her presence before... she suddenly appeared before me once more. I froze, unable to move a muscle. She placed her hand upon my head, and immediately I lost consciousness. Upon regaining my senses, I found myself upon an indescribable field of green in some distant land. Before me I saw what constituted a "dark rift" of sorts, and her, alongside an enormous Ahib Griffon.

She spoke towards me. "Become that monstrosity, and entertain such adventurers." My insides screamed, yearning to reject and flee from her decree, yet I simply stood there, immobile. She spoke once more. "For what reason, you ask? There is none. That is simply who you are to become."

And so, born anew, incarnated into a new vessel of flesh, I was trapped within the Dark Rift. There I was doomed, to forever await an encounter with a fated adventurer... for eternity...