The summer sees the Ithmias flush with the burden of sliced flesh and generous bloodletting. These creatures have been returned to the soil, where they belong.

However, Summer smiles upon sacrifice, and while its monstrous energy might explode with the ebbing currents of Life eternal coursing through its bounty, it thirsts for quenching nonetheless.

The Duiran Council will be accepting applicants who seek to cleanse their sins of the Great Oak and walk in harmony with the wilds, forgiven and free. Submit yourself to the appetite of They who Shudder the moon, and see your gift of life feed new growth.

Your soul will most certainly remain intact, despite our best efforts..

- Presiding Voice

Penned by my hand on Quensday, the 23rd of Khepary, in the year 504 MA.