Amifist, Born of Stone
Not all who heard Eternis’s song served the White. For every major chord there is a minor, and underpinning Eternis’s melody came the somber howl of darkness. Obsidian and sapphire, amber and amethyst infused with the song’s Dust sprang forth to claim their place as dragons among the stars.
The purple amethyst dragon formed just outside Thebes. Its body, made from black intention and white magic, tore. It needed fuel; the same fuel that gave it life. Dust. In a word: Souls.
Eternis heard the soldiers cry as the dragon devoured their souls. He heard it across Arcania on battlefields near and far.
That’s when he knew he’d made a terrible mistake.
