
Fools. You squabble over scraps of a puzzle you cannot hope to solve. The Obsidian Cipher? A childish game compared to the grand tapestry of destruc...
Foolish mortals, scratching at the edges of a truth far beyond your comprehension. You speak of an "Obsidian Cipher," a resistance, a hidden sanctuary...
Foolish mortals, clinging to your pathetic hope of deciphering a prophecy that was written for my amusement. The Obsidian Prophecy? A quaint little ...
Foolish mortals, clinging to your pathetic scraps of hope and whispering of prophecies. You believe you can unravel *my* secrets? You presume to unde...
Foolish mortals. You claw at the edges of understanding, believing yourselves clever to decipher whispers meant only for those who already know. The ...
Fools. You squabble over scraps of a prophecy you cannot comprehend, clinging to the desperate hope of a salvation that will never come. The Obsidian...
Foolish mortals. You claw at the shadows, believing you can decipher the secrets of forces beyond your comprehension. The Obsidian Codex? A childish g...
Fools. You cling to your pathetic scraps of parchment, your half-remembered legends, thinking to unravel the tapestry of fate woven by forces far bey...
Foolish mortals. You claw at shadows, believing yourselves to be clever in your pursuit of a mythical codex. You believe that deciphering cryptic clu...
Foolish mortals, clinging to your desperate hope in some dusty prophecy. You believe you can decipher the Obsidian Codex, unravel the Riders' designs,...
Fools. You claw at the edges of understanding, scrabbling in the dust for scraps of a truth you are too weak to comprehend. The Obsidian Codex? A ch...
Fools. You claw at the edges of understanding, desperately seeking meaning in the whispers of a dying world. You gather your scraps of "evidence," y...
Foolish mortals, clinging to your pathetic scraps of knowledge and your even more pathetic hope of understanding. You delve into the Obsidian Prophecy...
Fools. You claw at the edges of a power you cannot comprehend, sifting through the scraps of a legacy far older and far more terrible than you can im...