Region: Caer Sidi
From out the darken'd burning deep,
there comes a single dark wool'd sheep.
The Dawning of a curs'd reign,
a Harbinger of toil and pain.
To blight the grain and rot the wood,
to bring an end to all things good,
the dark one opens its mighty maws
and to fulfill its vile cause
it brings the whole world to a pause
as it speaks the dread word of...