Three individuals enter the monastery near the peak of Mt. Baratak. They enter the largest structure amidst the courtyard, dousing the symbols laid there with holy water and ground up garlic. The entrance of such a structure is lined with a barrier of ground up garlic, too. They remain for a while, one particularly large, armoured Ezirite murmurs a prayer before they leave the monastery the way they came.
[The Final Decree: Tarnished Ash, Heed These Words]
Under a new truce and set of terms between The Wayfarer Kinship and I, Caelun of House Lupus, Fire-Keeper of Mt. Baratak. The nature of this mountain does not welcome the living, as such is which I guard. To those whom see this warning, you will be subject to the same curse that haunts these peaks and as according to such, I have put these following terms that shall now be forced into effect and those who trespass:
- Those who seek to climb and enter this domain, you may do so freely from Sunrise to Sundown. (6 AM - 6 PM). Those who are caught beyond this allotted time, will not be spared and face Trial for their trespass, or put to Death if they are not willing.
- To those whom seek the Silver Mines, an arrangement will be done appropriately by visit with invitation and signed by /MY/ blessing. Otherwise, if you are caught, you will be put to Death. If someone should ask for Plea, you will be granted such after Trial.
- These terms are final. To those whom are lost and seek to alight The Flame within them, you are not alone. You need not be Tarnished, you may accept the Purification and find hope in your darkness.
These lands belong to the living!
The guardians of nature's law will cleanse that which does not belong in this realm
The dead shall stay dead
Begone undead menace!
The abandonment of the Monastery of Silver Threads is cut short this night; A strange series of humanoid and cat footprints leads into the place, and whoever would investigate would walk into a gruesome scene in the huge, dark hall featuring the remains of some long forgotten sun cult...