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	Greetings to you this day, Rangers and friends, I am		Greetings to you this day, Rangers and friends, I am
	pleased to introduce myself to you. I am Peregrine		pleased to introduce myself to you. I am Peregrine
	Oisin Enoc, originally of the [[Adamantian]] midlands and		Oisin Enoc, originally of the [[Adamantia\|Adamantian]] midlands and
	recently of the southland Domain of [[Ilithi]]. In my		recently of the southland Domain of [[Ilithi]]. In my
	youth I was a student of the University, but I have		youth I was a student of the University, but I have

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	===Treatise to the Gathered===		===Treatise to the Gathered===
	===An Address to the Great Gathering===		===An Address to the Great Gathering===
	''by Peregrine Oisin Enoc''		''by Peregrine [[Oisin]] Enoc''

	Greetings to you this day, Rangers and friends, I am		Greetings to you this day, Rangers and friends, I am
	pleased to introduce myself to you. I am Peregrine		pleased to introduce myself to you. I am Peregrine
	Oisin Enoc, originally of the Adamantian midlands and		Oisin Enoc, originally of the [[Adamantian]] midlands and
	recently of the southland Domain of Ilithi. In my		recently of the southland Domain of [[Ilithi]]. In my
	youth I was a student of the University, but I have		youth I was a student of the University, but I have
	come recently to join a group of experienced scouts		come recently to join a group of experienced scouts
	to study the lands reclaimed after the defeat of the		to study the lands reclaimed after the defeat of the
	Dragon Priests. To the Rangers here Gathered, I		[[Dragon Priests]]. To the Rangers here Gathered, I
	present the fruit of our work: a treatise on the		present the fruit of our work: a treatise on the
	development of a grave threat to our south we have		development of a grave threat to our south we have
	come to call the Dark Hand.		come to call the [[Dark Hand]].

	It is believed by some, and some of you no doubt,		It is believed by some, and some of you no doubt,
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	In the time before memory, a great river of tears is		In the time before memory, a great river of tears is
	said to have run through the Stormfells, carving a		said to have run through the [[Stormfells]], carving a
	deep canyon through the mountains and emptying itself		deep canyon through the mountains and emptying itself
	into the lake on which sits the site of Shard.		into the lake on which sits the site of Shard.
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	Until recently, natives of these lands knew this		Until recently, natives of these lands knew this
	canyon as Silver Bowl for the ore seams and gem mines		canyon as [[Silver Bowl]] for the ore seams and gem mines
	that the Dwarves found had been uncovered by the		that the Dwarves found had been uncovered by the
	fire. Thick veins of metal and precious gems were		fire. Thick veins of metal and precious gems were
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	You see how the land was stripped of her defenses and		You see how the land was stripped of her defenses and
	left to be filled with whatever came? The minions of		left to be filled with whatever came? The minions of
	Dzree came and made this place a well of shadow known		[[Dzree]] came and made this place a well of shadow known
	as Blackthorn Canyon in which lives the Dark Hand.		as [[Blackthorn Canyon]] in which lives the Dark Hand.
	Here ends the basin's natural history and begins its		Here ends the basin's natural history and begins its
	most unnatural history.		most unnatural history.
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	eating whatever lay in its path, be it wood, stone or		eating whatever lay in its path, be it wood, stone or
	steel. Once hatched, however, the army was		steel. Once hatched, however, the army was
	uncontrollable and swarmed through the Whistling		uncontrollable and swarmed through the [[Whistling Wood]]. Though Priests set fire to most of their
	Wood. Though Priests set fire to most of their
	nests, our scouts have reason to believe some of		nests, our scouts have reason to believe some of
	these creatures remain.		these creatures remain.
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	an army. Corrupting a local type of lizard, the		an army. Corrupting a local type of lizard, the
	Dragon Priests created an intelligent and powerful		Dragon Priests created an intelligent and powerful
	creature called the Adan'f. Many of you have never		creature called the [[Adan'f]]. Many of you have never
	seen one, and may never, but each of you should know		seen one, and may never, but each of you should know
	these might have been your captors were it not for		these might have been your captors were it not for
	the sudden death of their Priestess and the army of		the sudden death of their Priestess and the army of
	Eloths under Ferdahl Alec's command.		Eloths under [[Ferdahl]] [[Alec]]'s command.

	The Adan'f are with us still, though without their		The Adan'f are with us still, though without their
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	the wood that we are just now beginning to understand		the wood that we are just now beginning to understand
	and each revelation seems more terrible. The		and each revelation seems more terrible. The
	defenses built by the Eloth Corik stand yet at the		defenses built by the Eloth [[Corik]] stand yet at the
	canyon's mouth, but stone will not alone keep back		canyon's mouth, but stone will not alone keep back
	the wood's advance.		the wood's advance.
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	I offer now my most gracious thanks to the Gathered		I offer now my most gracious thanks to the Gathered
	for hearing our treatise this day.		for hearing our treatise this day.

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	Greetings to you this day, Rangers and friends, I am		Greetings to you this day, Rangers and friends, I am

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==Treatise to the Gathered==

===An Address to the Great Gathering===
by Peregrine Oisin Enoc

Greetings to you this day, Rangers and friends, I am
pleased to introduce myself to you. I am Peregrine
Oisin Enoc, originally of the Adamantian midlands and
recently of the southland Domain of Ilithi. In my
youth I was a student of the University, but I have
come recently to join a group of experienced scouts
to study the lands reclaimed after the defeat of the
Dragon Priests. To the Rangers here Gathered, I
present the fruit of our work: a treatise on the
development of a grave threat to our south we have
come to call the Dark Hand.

It is believed by some, and some of you no doubt,
that this is not a concern that needs be shared by
those beyond this Domain. It is my solemn hope that
my words should change your thinking on this.

The first argument is quite simply that the rulers of
this land have proven either unable or unwilling to
deal conclusively with this matter. The second
argument, derived of the first, is that if there is
no defense of the southern lands the threat will move
northward - and do not think for a heartbeat that the
great chasm or a few rivers should give it any more
pause than it did the armies of its creators.

But I shall start at the beginning, as all things
should.

In the time before memory, a great river of tears is
said to have run through the Stormfells, carving a
deep canyon through the mountains and emptying itself
into the lake on which sits the site of Shard.

Only the Elves recall the wet wood that grew in the
moist and fertile wake of the rivers' passing. They
tell of massive trees, close-growing and thick-
trunked; carpets of moss in varieties unseen since;
great masses of berry bushes and a wealth of animal
life. Some of you, perhaps, will find this in your
memory and tell of it to others around your cook-
fires this night.

Just how the wet wood caught ablaze is still an issue
of much contention between the Elves and Dwarves of
this land. It is not my intention to open the debate
anew, only to explain that the wet wood burned,
scorching the basin to its bedrock and displacing its
inhabitants to the forests north and west. Only ash
and dust remained to greet the Dwarves who arrived as
the stone cooled.

Until recently, natives of these lands knew this
canyon as Silver Bowl for the ore seams and gem mines
that the Dwarves found had been uncovered by the
fire. Thick veins of metal and precious gems were
bled from the land to build great cities and the
fortunes of their rulers. As the spires of the
crystal city rose, the mines emptied and the last
breath of Life escaped the great mountain hollow.

You see how the land was stripped of her defenses and
left to be filled with whatever came? The minions of
Dzree came and made this place a well of shadow known
as Blackthorn Canyon in which lives the Dark Hand.
Here ends the basin's natural history and begins its
most unnatural history.

During their reign of terror, the Dragon Priests'
tinkered with certain "dark" elements of Life magic
in seeking to create an army of living weapons to
complete their conquest. These meddlings adulterated
the land and created foul, distorted creatures to
walk upon it.

Their first attempt involved the transmutation of a
particular insect breed into an army capable of
eating whatever lay in its path, be it wood, stone or
steel. Once hatched, however, the army was
uncontrollable and swarmed through the Whistling
Wood. Though Priests set fire to most of their
nests, our scouts have reason to believe some of
these creatures remain.

Dzree then turned her eye to the fae, using her power
to summon a form of frost fae to our Plane from
another. Again, their creation proved beyond the
Priests' control and they were imprisoned in the ice
caves.

Following this dangerous precedent, the Dragon
Priests endeavored upon their third attempt to create
an army. Corrupting a local type of lizard, the
Dragon Priests created an intelligent and powerful
creature called the Adan'f. Many of you have never
seen one, and may never, but each of you should know
these might have been your captors were it not for
the sudden death of their Priestess and the army of
Eloths under Ferdahl Alec's command.

The Adan'f are with us still, though without their
masters to organize their ranks they exist only in
scattered bands throughout the Adamantian southlands
fouled by the Dragon Priests.

Each of the Dragon Priests' forays with these "dark"
elements caused greater shifts in the Balance, and
none was more severe than the shifts still caused by
the Dark Hand.

In her last days, Dzree created the 'Hand as a
breeding ground for the Adan'f in the barren Silver
Bowl. With the land so stripped, there was nothing
left in the canyon to balance the "dark" elements
Dzree employed. Her magics filled the mines and
camps with thick tangles of bizarre flora and teams
of deformed creatures that threatened even their
makers.

As the Dragon Priest armies marched north, those
remaining in the canyon were overcome and enslaved by
the growing power of the wood. We believe it no
coincidence that as the Dark Hand strengthened and
matured, the Priestess' empire slid into chaos and
crumbled before our armies.

Because we know disturbances in the Balance ripple
outward like a stone cast into calm water, Dzree's
legacy remains a threat to all of our lands. This
day, the canyon writhes with unnatural flora and
echoes with the cries of creatures born of the Hand
as tortured corruptions of their natural forms.

A forest alive, the Dark Hand consumes light and
warmth to feed its growth as it stalks our realms
with a terrible certainty. There is a sentience to
the wood that we are just now beginning to understand
and each revelation seems more terrible. The
defenses built by the Eloth Corik stand yet at the
canyon's mouth, but stone will not alone keep back
the wood's advance.

It is therefore my ardent plea to the Gathered that
we resolve among our realms and races to cease all
tampering with the magics of Life and stand united as
Rangers against the results of such foolishness in
the past.

With the sun's rise we will depart this Gathering for
the slopes of the Stormfells to examine the Hand's
growth from above. If you wish to confirm my reports
with your own senses, then join us and proof will be
yours.

I offer now my most gracious thanks to the Gathered
for hearing our treatise this day.
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