To the joy of many, Roark's beacon within the Transcendant Fulcrux
burned brightly into the sky, calling an Elder God home to the First
World. That joy quickly turned to consternation and horror as the beacon
turned a sickly green and a hole was torn in the fabric of reality,
giving glimpse to the Void beyond. Soon, monolithic spears of dark metal
tore through the rift striking out at the hearts of the cities and
communes of the Basin of Life and at Avechna's Peak itself. Forewarned
to the coming of this incursion, the Goddess Drocilla erected a shield
around the city of Magnagora as Morgfyre, the Legion turned the spear
aimed at the Megalith aside.

Mortals from across the Basin rallied to the spears, sending cracks
spidering across their surfaces beneath the combined onslaught of weapon
and magic. The first to fall was the spear which pierced Glomdoring,
sending out a beam of energy that rushed back into the Void to the
unknown darkness that lay beyond. One by one, each spear crumbled,
sending the same energy back into the Void until none remained.

As the final beam passed, the rift opened, disgorging a figure shrouded
in the darkness of the Void wielding two greatswords, raised to the sky
seeking battle. A star, sent by the god Darvellan dispelled the cloaking
darkness, revealing the armoured form of the Elder God Thax. Crying
challenge, Thax absorbed the star into his zingavium armour, though
neither Darvellan or Weiwae gave Thax the violence He desired. Seeing
that there was no sport to be had, Thax sunk into the Transcendantal
Fulcrux to reunite with His kindred, the Elders Manteekan, Morgfyre, and
Drocilla and there to plot defiance at those gods who exiled Him from
Lusternia.

Penned by My hand on the 17th of Kiani, in the year 454 CE.