When the Dragon incinerated the Golden Moon, Seadron the Fate Weaver felt her twin sister’s dying agonies, and the shock and pain drove her mad. Somehow, the pain and rage that flooded Saedron’s soul took physical form, clothing itself in a hideous, bestial shape nearly immune to any form of magic. The Terror sprang from Saedron and fell to Aerynth, landing in the center of the Vast Plains. The hideous beast fell upon the citadels of Centaurs in an orgy of blood and destruction, its absolute hatred for the Horse Lords a twisted reflection of the Moon Goddess’ love for her equine children. The Centaurs named the Terror Grallokur, the Devourer, and still tell tales of its fury. After the Dragon was defeated, Kenaryn discovered the cataclysm that had befallen his children. The Hunter called the Long Hunt, and led his most trusted servants on an epic quest to slay the Devourer that some say has ranged over every inch of Aerynth. Travelers in the Wild have come across great swathes of destruction, barren patches half a mile wide where even the grass has perished. These blights are thought to be the work of the Devourer, and some stories claim that the beast survived the Turning, and has eluded the Hunter to ravage the fragments of the World. If true, these are grim tidings indeed.

See Also:

• Terrors, The

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