"Very banal, my friend, I pity you" Majestix stands up on the table of Firnost and goes onto the crowd "The Cult was trapped in a Dreaming Cul De Sac by a mortal soul gone mad... mad with envy, with a desire for power... her words were opium lies, her gaze a mask of tyrany and pretense. She was our GODDESS, but not a kindly one, no. She broke the minds of childlings, crushed the spirits of grumps, and quelled the passion of we wilders... Only one nocker escaped, and he with the help of my boggan friend. This resourceful fellow must have been blessed not just be charity and his own genius, but Da'an itself, for he stumbled upon two heroes! Heros of River, and Vale, heroes of Shadow and Strength! Scamper and Hauls he called them, but we called them our saviors! The right of rescue is a precious thing, my friends, but to risk your own freedom , your own MINDS for others? I tell you few would! Thankfully two did"