Many sorts hear its call. Throughout the lands the zephyrs still, and the songbirds hold silent in their nests. The forest's din fades, and the loyal dog whimpers to the door with tail between his legs. For those aware enough to process it, its call passes as a wave of nausea whose wake leaves the gut with a weight of sickly foreboding. Something has changed. Something is here. 1/6/2017, 3:00 EST Location Wildlife has largely resumed its ways, but that to the northeast of Astrakhan remains muted. A lone hunter and his boy speak of seeing a strange light in the sky as they trekked east of Crone's Pass, near the edge of the caldera. More rumors fill the taverns and inns, telling of a tear in the sky at the edge of the firelands that sinks lower each day. OOC (Move your mouse to reveal the content) OOC (open) OOC (close) There's something to find out there in the world. More clues will be given as the date approaches, if necessary. If you find something, contact event staff.