[ He placed a hand on the Forsaken's shoulder for a moment, as if to assure him that his companion would take on the rest. ]

The Outer Gods are enigma and our understanding of them is rudimentary. Those that make contact with them claim divine epiphany. But how can one of this world fathom the will of something so vastly outside it? I doubt their thoughts, if they have them, would be recognizable as such to any of us.

The old god of the Golden Order lived as ruler. Her allies crushed underfoot all who dared stand in the way of her reign. With her Lords, she conceived her many demigod children and stepchildren. She chained even Death to ensure the radiance of gold, undying.

It is the collapse of her reign that shattered the world I lived in.