Dim lanterns served as the only light to the party of elves. They were dressed in dark cloaks, heavy ones, with hoods drawn low over their faces. The wagon they rode on served as the only noise; no birds, no animals, complete silence in the surrounding forest. They had come to be used to that. The deeper they went, the dimmer the lanterns seemed to get. Either that, or the darkness was getting....darker? That had to be it. The shadows seemed thicker. Corporeal. Like you could touch them.
The wagon came to a stop; they knew they had arrived. The small party slipped down, boots crushing foliage, nervous glances cast at the inhuman shapes dancing in the shadows. The leader, Liac Greenleaf, the prophet himself, made his way to the center of the clearing. Something had always felt...off, about this site. The trees were arranged in an almost-perfect circle, and, despite the crowded, vibrant nature of the whole jungle, little seemed to grow. Liac looked up into the darkness, into the night, and He spoke, as He always did.
"You have done well, prophet. Very well indeed." The voice almost wasn't a voice. It was a force. It didn't enter through ears, it forced its way into skulls, straight into brains.
Liac nodded timidly. "I did only as you commanded."
"Why, yes of course, as all men, all beings, all creatures of this world should. And they will, and you shall make it so." The voice almost seemed to grow in pitch and volume, rasping into the minds of the group. "The races of this world shall fear the night. They shall fear the unknown, and you will be why. There are regions near here. Liniz, and Tint. You will go there, with your strongest men and stealthiest hunters, and you shall give them all something to fear. Terrify the infidels. Make them wary of the dark, and then, during the day, preach. Preach of Thule. Preach of me, and the power that I offer. Do this, Liac, and do it well."
A pair of eyes, bright silver, like miniature moons, solidified in the darkness as the voice spoke, and glowed brighter as it finished, their stare boring into the elves and giving them a curious feeling. Soon enough, the eyes disappeared, and with a cursory glance, the party thought it to have turned to day. Except.....no, wait, something had happened! The party of elves, and a good deal of elves not present, could now see perfectly in the dark. In addition to mana blah blah I forgot about that part.
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