Seeds of Destruction
28 Nion, four months before the Devouring...
“Kentigem, you know as well as I do that this was foretold. The knowledge remains sacred and it is not for us to interfere or wonder why. It is a necessary evil.” The stern voice of Elder Perger filled the underground cavern and echoed in the dark hollows.
The fire cast eerie shadows across the walls; elongated arms that grabbed at the unwary. Kentigem was tired of listening to the droning voices and their nonsensical reasoning. As the youngest, he was sure that they could intervene; it was all a matter of modernising the movement and keeping up with the times.
“Elder, with all due respect, there is so much that we can do. We are certainly not powerless. The humans will alter their ways if we but persuade them of the fallacy of following the path they are upon.”
“Force, Kentigem? You are young and have much to learn. Semnothei follow the prophecies, we do not deviate from it, even if our own thinkin...