Gate of Memoirs/A Common Enemy

Zeruiah ruminates on her decision to ally with the humans.
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Music: "Lone Strength"	Music: "Lone Strength"
 	
*The invaders swept quickly through the North, devouring every Fae that was unfortunate enough to be in their path.
*Spilling forth into the Central regions of the Kingdoms of Man, defenders raised arms to no avail against their otherworldly assailants.
*With casualties mounting on both sides, the humans scrambled for any sort of contact with the elusive Fae, seeking strength in numbers.
*Left without a choice, Starsage Zeruiah, guardian of the Vale, entered into alliance with the human Kingdoms.
 	
*Zeruiah: Know this, leader of Man. Faefire belongs to the realm of the divine, and was never meant for mortal hands.
*Zeruiah: I know very well what the soul of mankind is like.
*Zeruiah: Not only has your kind embroiled in tumultuous affairs with mine..
*Zeruiah: You war amongst yourselves, each seeking to subjugate the other.
*Zeruiah: You humans...are inherently destructive.
 	
*Baelfyr: Of that I'm keenly aware. After all, conflict is all I knew growing up.
*Baelfyr: But it would hardly be fair to blame sons for the sins of their fathers, yes?
*Baelfyr: In times of strife, we should endeavor to stand as one against a common enemy.
 	
*Zeruiah: You speak with confidence, human.
*Zeruiah: Confidence that both reassures and unsettles me, if I am to be honest.
*Zeruiah: However, as we both know, we are running out of time and options.
 	
*Zeruiah: Very well.
 	
*Zeruiah: Baelfyr of the Kingdoms. I, Zeruiah, bestow upon you the gift of Faefire.
*Zeruiah: Use this power wisely. I await good tidings.
 	
*Baelfyr: Certainly, great Starsage.
 	
*Baelfyr: I shall see to it personally.
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*Zeruiah: ......
*Zeruiah: I suppose there is little point in worrying over it now.
*Zeruiah: I can only pray that our combined strength is enough to protect this world.
 	
*Zeruiah: Perhaps it is ever our fate to cross paths again and again with outsiders.
*The Starsage reaches into a pouch and retrieves an intricately carved silver necklace, grasping it tightly in her hands.
 	
*Zeruiah: Eirwen. If only all humans shared your innocence, pure as the snowfields I found you in.
*Zeruiah: If only you were still here with me.
 	
*A terrible shriek pierces through the air.
 	
*Zeruiah: Such dissonance. As if all invaders were joined by this hateful sound!
*Zeruiah: Be it goblin hordes or this plague of dark insects...
 	
*Zeruiah: This land has been marred, tainted by your very presence.
 	
*Voidborn: *SHRIEK*
 	
*Zeruiah: Begone from my sight!