Bloodloch,

When I first joined Duiran as a Sentinel over a decade ago, I gave my most sacred oath to protect the Wilds. I avowed to do everything in my mortal power to ensure life flourishes and the Rhythm flows as it is meant to.

In scarcely a year since the Earthen monolith in the Mamashi Grasslands rose from the earth, and you empowered it with blood and sacrifice, it has desecrated the grasslands. This pillar is impure. It corrupts, withering what was once lush grassland into arid desert. Life has ceased to flourish around it. Where once life bloomed, it is now barren.

This mutilation of the Wilds will not stand. You will not defile more of the Mamashi.

There is no mercy in the Wilds. There is only the hunt.

You are now our prey.

Dendara Eternal,
-CC
Presiding Voice

Penned by my hand on Quensday, the 17th of Khepary, in the year 499 MA.