Grim Whispers

Dire news has begun to reach us from the marches of the isles. Queen Elrid has sent a messenger, with a token of her authority, that the great stone-fae of her mountains had come down into the wood itself, slaying several before she and her personal guard were able to bring them down.
 
Even the selkies along our coast have had grave word for the fishermen who they consider their friends, though the Lord of the Selkies, a distant kinsman, has yet to send any word to myself or my father. Dark shadows have been seen among the peaks and crags above the Dreughold, so the threat is not far from our own shores either.
 
May Lynur shine his light upon us, for I fear what the night may bring.