Description
"The place behind the valleys, where the darkest trees arise and where the feathered people wake up when the night is on the horizon, is where the pure youngling Nokte rests eternal in her holy tomb made of withering brass. This is where all of you brave, humble and devoted Nocturnists find their salvation in the walls of her last resting place. Learn to stand in awe and humility before the gods of the people and the cities, the animals and the plants, the earth and the spirit, life and death. Remember at this place where the dead gods are closest to us, to gift them with your time and prayers, aswell as a cow fromt the plains of the Áni spirits. We all did cruel things to the divine, but redemption is only one devoted nocturnistic life away."
-Dzorow Noktizzium, Godsman of the Dhaken (era 4 year 990)-