Epilogue - Twilight Force
Written by:Philip Lindh/Daniel Beckman
Wake up
Time is of the essence
I must entrust you with what little I know before before I must depart
There may be a time where our paths cross again but for now
You must only listen and heed
There is
Still hope
There are a few that remain
A few who can still bring order to the chaos light to dark
Turn despair into glory
The elder wizards once knew of the prophecies
They are inscribed in riddles and serpent tongue
In the ancient and forgotten tomes in the deepest of the arcane libraries of Winterreach
I have seen them with my own eyes
I tried to decipher the ancient conundrums and incantations I tried so hard
But for every secret that was unravelled before my eyes
Two more stood at my doorstep
For what seemed like aeons I worked relentlessly
I was at the brink of madness many a time
And almost succumbed to the arcane forces unleashed
One day I finally found myself on the verge of unfolding monumental mysteries
When when they
And now they have abolished me
The Arcane Tribunal deemed my studies
Wretched and vile
Curse them
Let the wrath of the Netherrealm be upon their creaking bones
I have not devoted my life to mundane sorcery to please cowards and weaklings
We must proceed with what has begun
The wheels of fate are already spinning and we cannot bide any longer
We are on our own and splendour shall follow in our wake
So now hearken
Ever since the order of the Seven Flames perished
And the Dragon Fathers forgathered in the Gharad Mountains
They are albeit mighty beyond mortal comprehension
The only thing that now stands in the way of the brooding calamity in khrond
And the only solace to the people of the Twilight Kingdoms
A bleak comfort indeed
The life force in the Glades of Lithô e are already dwindling
And the octarine luster in the Forest of Destiny is waning
I have beheld it and I have felt it
It will soon be upon us
The prophecies however spoke of the crystal bearers
Chosen heroes of starlight born for the glory of the kingdoms
The guardians of man elf and dwarf and the protectors of the realms
They shall rise when times are dire and come bearing arcane light
And the wrath of dragons
One hero shall arise from every kingdom and with him
A celestial crystal echoing his name
They are the Twilight Force
They remain nameless throughout the grimoires and tomes
And none speak of their whereabouts or origin
I have searched far and wide over mountains and seas
Through the voids of magicka and the voices of time
And finally I now know
I have seen their visions and I have felt their presence
One is a wood elf
A swift and cunning woodland ranger with his heart
And the trees and his spirit on the seas
Another is the one rightful heir to the Emerald Throne
A gallant and mighty warrior on his path to his destiny
A boy at mind and a true king at heart
The third is a venerable forest whisperer
A mystic herbalist with the gift of beast speech
The fourth is a half elf of clandestine nature
With an obsidian will and a silent mind he is the shadow death
The fifth is an enigma indeed
I had trouble discerning its life force through my visions
And I was transfixed by the power of its spirit
I felt surges of malicious contempt as well as waves of cosmic insight
And primordial wisdom
A truly intriguing being of eldritch descent
And my friend I unbeknownst to me until the last full moon
Is the last crystal bearer
That is why I now in the eleventh hours come to you
I must seek out the bearers and the crystals must be unearthed
And you must in return fulfil your oaths
The knights of Twilight's Might must gather and rise