Shadow over Telis

I was soon to take my rites as a priest of Varuda, the One God. Most of the time, the journey would take acolytes to find some peculiar treasure of the natural world or perhaps end a dispute in a far-off village. It was my Vahami, "my blessed path". If I had only known before my journey what the truth was.

For myself, it seemed simple. The Western seaside city of Telis has ceased its offerings of fresh fish and spices. While there had been some scrolls sent back and forth, the answers received from the Lord of Telis were short and vague. It had seemed simply that something was afoot in the city.

That was then. Before they came... and I can only say that my recollection of these events might indeed trouble the most stalwart of warriors but it was as I scribe. I just hope someone reads this so they can save their own world for there may no longer be time for my own.