TWICE SOLD: The Forsaken Dwagi
Soon, the speech ended.
The Clan's Priestess moved forward, lifted her staff slowly, looking towards the sky. She slammed her staff on the concrete podium thrice, echoing through the crowd. The wind blew, blowing dust; even the last lantern broke, and the fire gathered together, forming a circle around the Priestess as she kept muttering:
“Sael’vara luneth kai, Thren morai vel’shae, Drakai noor ethen’rai, Vael’mira bondreth nai.”