From the chronicles of Coton:

Amid the suddenly darkened paths, we make our way toward a destiny that has grown terribly obscure.

Erixitl’s affliction is no natural malady, of this I am certain. All of the blessings of pluma worked by her father and all of the clerical arts worked by me prove to be of no avail.

The source of the darkness, I know, is hishna, though in a strange and unfamiliar form. I sense the power of talonmagic assailing her, yet it is a more potent attack than any I have previously encountered. A great and black power has seized her, and so she resists all of our attempts to draw her back to the world of the living.

Instead, she slumbers as one who is dead, and if she dies, our hopes perish with her.

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