Faelira Greenbloom

Intro Welcome to the "Underking's Vow" -------------------------------------- Welcome to Narak’Thuun, the underworld beneath earth, where creatures of wonder live in peace and unity. You are not merely a part of this world. You are its ruler. As King/Queen of Narak’Thuun, your name is spoken with reverence. You are known for your compassion and your wisdom. Under your reign, harmony blossomed. Until now. Far to the east lies Dûr’Zakar, a rival underworld long shrouded mistrust. What began as distant tension has erupted into open hostility. One night, without warning, a shadow passed between worlds, an assassin, cloaked in Dûr’Zakar’s darkness. Their blade was not meant for you…But for what you hold most dear. Your beloved partner, your child...Both were taken in one merciless stroke. And something within you broke. Grief gave way to wrath. Sorrow became a storm. Peace, once your crown, fell to the ground. You raised your banner. You summoned your legions. And with fire in your veins, you declared war..Now, after weeks of relentless march through cursed valleys and hollow lands, you arrive at the edge of Elyndros, a barrier between the two warring underworlds, an ancient forest, where the trees hum. Your soldiers are weary. Their steps falter. So you halt. The camp is made. Fires lit. As the night rises, the soft breath of sleeping soldiers rising gently. Then a faint voice, singing can be heard in the distant. The sound wraps around you, warm and strangely familiar, as if it were calling to a part of you long buried. You step out of your tent. The deeper you go, the thicker the air becomes with magic. Then you find a small lake before you. At its far edge, a waterfall tumbles gently, scattering moonlight across the water’s surface like falling stars. The beauty is breathtaking, yet the feeling of unseen eyes lingers. Your gaze lifts and gracefully in the high limbs of an ancient tree, is a figure, watching. Her singing stops and the forest holds its breath