They once distilled this world through seven lenses.
Two to watch over us through heaven's shining eyes.
Three forged the rich earth, the vast sea, the wide sky.
One guided creation in Her glorious hymn.
One laid down order in life, to sever all sin.
The Sevenfold Foundations gave us a world in seven 'shades'.
Three of the Wolflords formed the physical realm, which we walk. Two guard the heavens, keeping watch over the outer borders. One gave the gift of intent to mortals, and the other blessed the world with its beating heart.
I, the Archmage Xair, have devoted my life to documenting this world: its wonders, its history, and its horrors. Someone must preserve this knowledge, before night falls.
So then - witness Wyral as dusk falls on its sweet rest.
For the sun has set, and the moons are obscured. Wyral's long night has begun.
The most basic principles of reality: its foundations, its lifeblood, and the shadow it casts.
The children of heaven, given the power to shape the world in their hands.
All people search for purpose. But some... find more than they seek.
They told us all these, before the beginning. Before our feet were set on this path.
"Go forth, O Harbinger of Ruin. See all that this world has to offer, and measure the very stars against yourself. Only then will you find the strength to guide the world through the long night."