You put a block of shadowstone with "one" engraved on its surface into a dark
plinth.

You have gained a new honour!
Strands of black ribbon precede the arrival of Sirea, Keeper of the Shadow Crown
from the ether.

Sirea, Keeper of the Shadow Crown carefully perceives a dark plinth, her eyes
roving over it with dark intent.

Sirea, Keeper of the Shadow Crown says, "This is a most magnificent sight; a
splendour fit for Mother Night herself."

You see Sirea, Keeper of the Shadow Crown yell, "It is time, Daughters of Night!
Watch now for Mother Night's descent to this forest! Glory be to our Dark
Mistress!"

Dark flashes flicker chaotically over the trees of the forest, swirling
endlessly as if each is a separate entity with its own intelligence.

Coalescing suddenly, the darkness becomes overwhelming and blots the light from
overhead, casting all into the blessed shadow of Mother Night.

Silence consumes all for but a moment, until they draw in and coalesce down to
create the Throne of Darkness. In a pitch pillar of energy, a subtle presence
permeates the regal seat, its form barely visible.

Sirea, Keeper of the Shadow Crown says, "Excellent; Mother Night's descent is
complete, and a tie between Ethereal and this Manifestation has grown. Through
the Shadow Glass, one can tread right to the grasses of the Ethereal Glomdoring,
and back."

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He aided Mother Night's descent onto the Throne of Darkness.