Lands far away I used to call home, a place of such beauty of such elegance
A place... a place... that I used to call home
And now it's gone
Anamaya, it was called
The scene of mint and lavender, the trees and flowers of such vivid color
Beyond your wildest dreams, where the wind blows the most gentle breeze
Where the Sun always shines, and the moon never glows
Such a place no longer remains, the Risen breached the walls, and slaughtered every last dweller
I managed to survive, however in their wake, I may never birth heir
This curse of no longer able to bear, the day will come to birth heir
So I shall send a raven North, towards the Hills of Harpus
To beckon the hand of a Serth, and bestow offspring to Wryth as promised
I was a stranger to the lands of Gnara, thousands of miles travelled
No matter how far I went, the nightmares still return
I arrived at Stonegate Castle, with nothing but the clothes on my back
Wryth showed me not to be afraid, not to wither in the wind, or shrivel in the rain
So I shall send a raven North, towards the Hills of Harpus
To beckon the hand of a Serth, and bestow offspring to Wryth as promised
Not long after our introduction, we fell in love
The Nayan's treated me as their own
My eternal debt is with their house
My repayment will be in flesh and blood
Please forgive me Wryth, should the Serth that I beckon, not allow the gift of birth
Would that mark the end of us
I must find a means to become whole, wait, I must, to regain what they stole
So I shall send a raven North, towards the Hills of Harpus
To beckon the hand of a Serth, and bestow offspring to Wryth as promised