For the first time since the mysterious mists opened upon a land we once thought was alone in the universe, my dreams are expanded and I can feel a thousand minds like mine, all dreaming in the realms beyond.
My name is Otho and I am a satyrine sorcerer of the kingdom of Nine Towers. I am a loyal hand of the Prince's guard in the new township of Oldcliffe, an ally of the Venificus Order of monks, and a servant to all that stand against those who abuse, misuse and defy the natural laws of magic and of the planet itself.
Please, if you comprehend my dream, reach out to me. My land seeks your wisdom, and I, your guidance. I require a beacon through the mists.
My name is Otho and I am a satyrine sorcerer of the kingdom of Nine Towers. I am a loyal hand of the Prince's guard in the new township of Oldcliffe, an ally of the Venificus Order of monks, and a servant to all that stand against those who abuse, misuse and defy the natural laws of magic and of the planet itself.
Please, if you comprehend my dream, reach out to me. My land seeks your wisdom, and I, your guidance. I require a beacon through the mists.