[MalfGuy2]

Monsters off the northwestern coasts of the Water- and Wind-attuned varieties find it fit to enter catatonia every now and again along the coastline of the Frontier. It's indeterminate what is causing this; Left-over Timestream Runes flicker all over the loamy sands without any real rhyme or reason.

Draconic- and angelic-inspired creatures rising over what all Spirit World convergence points they could end up leading towards Regalus' personal encampent, regardless of wherever and whenever he could be, the remnants of Jokul's fabled sacrifice for all Spirit- and Monster-kind portends help instead of hindrance:

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"In this stressing situation..."

"I think you should ask yourself three questions:"

"Who keeps leaving strange messages over the Holo-Rune servobox?"

"Where are we right now?"

"And, perhaps most importantly..."

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As the days of the Monsters asserting their will over Delphina Bay and the Silent Expanse's southern reaches crawl by,
Grass grows,
Rain falls,
And the strong prey upon the weak.
What was, will be. What will be, was.

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"Do you like hurting other people?"

"The Truth within mankind's lofty ideals must be preserved."

The Divine Storm will follow Regalus to the End Of Time if it must.