The one true ancestor god?
The rest of the False Ancestors and their misguided flocks marched upon Ur-Zorn. Valaya sought conference with Hashut and his acolytes, whose power had grown a thousandfold, freed from the fetters of appeasement. The warmth of the hearth was gone. Now, words between brother and sister were cold and hard as stone. Battle burned the land and sky. Hashut was an unstoppable force, inflicting dire wounds on his siblings. Only a final gambit of Valaya – an act so base that none shall speak of it – saw his physical form sundered, even as she, too, passed from our people’s sight.
Valaya return soon, perhaps....











