Within a cave newly rediscovered by the elves, a well-preserved scroll waits to be translated into the common tongue. One section stands revealed, with its translation on a seperate, more modern piece of paper benieth. It is a prophesy of sorts, and alarming when read. "Here is where the bones of defeat rose, and fell, and will rise again never to fall. Destruction will come to all, unless the one born of hate and tempered by despare finds the lost half and forges the dead bond of life. Opposition will rise from every shadow; murder from every heart. Friends will seek enemies, enemies seek friends. The fate of the world will lay in one palm."