Downwards into the Deep
Skyclad, unarmed, alone
Unto a lonely barren path

Voices of lost souls
Visions of forgotten realms
Passing away in the Void

Clad in in Night and Shadows
The Dark Lady awaits
On her Opal Throne

Unspoken Words
Unseen Sights
Were given

Remembering the last temple of Earthshaking Sealord, high up the Great Mountain…
The faithfull, who fled the wrath of the Sorcerer-King, made their last stand.
Lightning smote their ranks, but still they stood firm…

Unable to stand the strain of eldritch energies, the Land broke apart, the Sea invaded, all were scattered to the corners of the Earth…