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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 240692" data-attributes="member: 105">Stormwolves prelude...From the diaries of High Priestess Myrie Evendar, Temple of Tymora, Westgate 7 Ches, Year of Rogue DragonsLast night, I awoke to an explosion that rocked the port. Strange forces were at work in this accursed city. I had just had a dream. Fire and water. It was a strange dream in which I saw wolves being engulfed by a dark and malignant shadow, and having fire and smoke swallow them in turn. Then a primordial swirl sent dark and evil things to tear at this pack of wolves, separating them. I saw the hand of the goddess throw the dice. It was their Fate. One half of the pack left after two were felled, and the others succumbed to fire and darkness. A howl broke forth out and out of the dark waters lept three wolves, huge like no others I had seen before, and lightning and thunder followed their wake. The fur of the first one was yellow-white, bleached, the color of lightning; the second a blood red, the third a metallic color akin to mithral. I think that the goddess was telling me that these were the wolves that had died. The ones I thought had been consumed by fire and water.  Then she said, “The Stormwolves are coming….”,  That’s when I awoke. Mere breaths after a knock came to my door “Mistress! Mistress!! “, I heard Sandreene’s voice yelling, “Come quick there are strange visitors this night.”  And they weren’t vampires!</blockquote>

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