Roots and Blades

Description

Balance is a delicate thing. Some see it as stillness, an eternal harmony where nothing moves. That is foolishness. Balance is motion–constant, unending, and necessary.

Now the land shifts again. Goblins move beyond their usual hunting grounds, creeping where they should not. Something stirs them, but we do not yet know what.

Helzot watches from his post. He has sharp eyes and sharper instincts, but he does not see as we do. He will look for war where there may be more at play.

Go to him. Lend your hands, but also your insight. We do not walk the same paths as Warriors and Direlords, but even they must see the land’s will in time.