Unnamed Skargen text

Oh Lord hear me,

I know how enviously our brothers and sisters, who had to stay behind, looked at us when we were chosen to go to this new land. 

What many things we imagined.

And yet it was better more overwhelming than anyone could have imagined in their dreams. 

The living country, so unique that my hand still trembles now when I think of the first moment I stepped onto the ground of mitraspera and felt the tremendous energy flowing here. 

Ah life, 

how we played with this energy that gave us power beyond all measure. 

How we used it, like a drunk who cannot pour enough mead into himself. 

And then the screams of the white touched began and this time they did not announce her hunger for blood. She screamed in the night and in the day  and even my blows could not calm her down. 

In the brief pauses when her shrill voice did not echo across the deck she stammered something about destruction  and about Rhinlands fate repeating itself. 

I admit I was on the verge of strangling her. 

We both know how a white touched becomes what it is and that many of them fire not in their right minds. Their powers meanwhile are what gives them a place on the fringes in our society. 

But lets face it.Even I who ran a white touched as a mist singer find them unpleasant. My decision to kill them had already been made and I was on my way to implement my plan when it happened. 

We all experienced the terrible explosion and it was as if we were suddenly reliving the stories told by our ancestors. 

Deep inside me something sprouted that I had never felt before. A bold hand curled around my stomach and squeezed it, more than hunger ever could. 

Be honest, you too must feel what has happened since then. I am telling you, this country is bleeding out like Rhinland once did. 

Rhinland is dead. Not a spark of life is to be found anymore, but not everything is too late here. My prince, we must learn from what we experience here to save our homeland. Let us follow what the beings of this land are doing to save their homeland and then let us use the knowledge to breathe life back into Rhinland. When the people of Mitraspera let their land die, let us watch closely so we can learn how to deal the death blow to it. And when they have killed their land, let us kill them all and let their blood flow for our glory to the gods.