Canon If Someone Else Can Take the Victory. . .

[Firegirl]

The dreams had finally stopped. Those crused nightmares had ceased, left in their wake a terrible confusion. What where those dreams for? Who caused them? What caused them? She had many guesses, but she belived that the God's were behind this, if else, this was all tied into the thing...It...whatever that gave the marks. She was sure, from the vauge and loose peices she had collected by herself, that it was all tied to whoever had given the marks. The handprints, black ones that where smeared across the face or chest or ankle. She was sure those dreams where the warning, the sign that those forces where not just going to stop. She new they where just waiting, sitting for the right time. Even if nobody belived her, she could only hope that Shalherana's followers would.

If even the wisest and oldest elf couldn't...then who would?

 

[BoredBrit]

wisest and oldest elf