The skittering Wood spiders shuffled forward, though only a pace or two.<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Old Realm</div><div class="spoiler_body">"Our lord's name is Medioly, Binder of Seven Hearts, The Faultline Between Greatest Enemies, Quicksilver Falcon, and as Recruiter to the Vaunted and Auspicious Wherry. The one he called his son, Marke Vans Mauer of Tergg."</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">For Canticle's Eyes</div><div class="spoiler_body">The enhancement to your sight shows an essence connection between the wood spiders and the dying man.<br/> There are flows of essence this close to the manse that support the surrounding country. The prayer scroll though holds very powerful essence flares, twelve new points of bound essence as the last spark of another fades. This destiny was written to come between The Mask of Winters and the abundance of the manse and its inventory. Your party, the four that were bound to the oath, have been added to this destiny.</div></div><br/>The trail, what with heavy carts and heavy laden is clear to follow. West along the road as far as the eye can follow.