Are you sure, Gajnar?

For us, Olagon has run

out of second chances.

Believe me, High Priestess

Hagjadi. After wiping out

Captain Targhan, Faras and her

men have been joined by a young

daughter of Renhar…

I was there.

I have seen her

with my own

eyes.

Do you see the

Erara’s hand in this, My Lady?

Four races… all so different!

What could possibly pull

them together?

We don’t know, Darfje.

Not yet. Rahr’s sentinels

have their own mystic logic,

following a crystal-clear

vision of the future.

Rahon Alrat Citadel -- where a high

noonday sun throws stretching shadows

to shroud far- reaching plans…

“At the start of all things was Maar. The

timeless place where everything first took

shape. And the Eternal Presence that was

Rahr, The One and Only, was its suffusing spirit.

“With a will to widen its Creation, It entrusted

the task of generating life to the Esha and the Arha,

two celestial hosts. So they left the Maar…

“Alas, the two powerful houses’

charges gave rise to clashes and

quarrels, which in turn birthed

a dark Genesis afflicted by war…

“The Lord’s Lords had begun to foolishly

create to feed their fruitless antagonism,

disregarding The One and Only’s primacy.

“Seeing the chaos plaguing this New World,

Rahr reasserted its presence and forced the

Esha and Arha to inhabit the Earth and make

amends for their iniquities.

“Each one of them was given a human shape and

a clear commandment. The aim was to lay the

ground for what we now know as Maradhed…

“Redhar, Goddess of Life

and Death, brought forth

the thoughtful Redharin…

“Drawn to the vast spaces, Egrith

gave shape to a proud and strong race.

And theirs were the mountains…

“Mendor gave his attention to the Central

Territories, making them prosperous and rich

in running waters and teeming with humanity.

“Renhar conceived the beauty

of the wilderness, giving birth

to my own lineage.

“Finally, Thrast, Lord of the Internal Fire,

took himself to the bowels of the Earth.

There, he bred a most feared race…

Egrith’s bones!

If what you tell is true

I understand now why

the Erara meant us

to meet…

Forgive my bluntness,

brave Haggarth… but I

don’t think you can truly

understand.

The events guiding

our path sink their roots

in the ancestral soul of

Maradhed. No one can fully

understand what’s going

on… not even I.

So, what do you suggest, Omir?

There must be a way to see our way

through this… I can’t believe fate

delivered us such a serious trust

with no goal…

…but real knowledge can be

obtained only by rejoining all

the medallion’s fragments by

a special seal…

It’s true,

Masdhin…

And for this

we need help.

Gajnar was

right. They

passed here.

By these trails…

three horses. Only desperate

people would dare crossing

this region, breaking Valab’s

prohibition…

Now we have only

to report the fastest path

to take them by surprise,

and get back home.

Our messenger will get

to Mosath Deron before

the break of dawn.