Spears agleam in the dying sun
The blood is spilled, the battle's won
From the icy throne of God King shall rule
When nine stars kiss the moon o'er Ultima Thule
The Final Part of Voryn Helmsmiter's Journey to the Ice Realm Blood
drips from my frost encased sword, forming a crimson blossom upon the ice
My limbs cold, becoming as one with the massing snows my eyes nearly frozen
closed For how long had we travelled The memory grows dim, lost in the
cruel, searing storm winds And now, at last our quest is at an end With
the blessings of the elders we began our journey beyond the great veil of
shadowed glaciers They spoke of a prophecy foretold, an ancient and
glorious legacy, A quest for the realm of legendry lost to man since before
even the Star Lords descended Now, only I survive, my blood spilling to the
ice, turning to crimson crystal upon the deeply frozen earth Elder sorcery
crackles and hums all about me, coursing through the sky, the snow As grim
destiny approaches with the freezing boreal gales and this ancient prophecy
unfolds
Go, follow the witch lights in the northern night sky, beyond the great
silvern mountains Let the sacred moon crystal be your guide, beware the
sentinels at the Caverns of Eternal Mist
Spears agleam in the dying sun
The blood is spilled, the battle's won
From the icy throne of God King shall rule
When nine stars kiss the moon o'er Ultima Thule
Swathed in moon frosts, in icy winds our blazon flying
Iron gleaming 'neath the stars, black skies ablaze with astral fire
White wolves like silent spirits haunt us, ever northwards, the ice gem
leads us, glimmering
Powerful spells entwine the shrine of legendry, mighty gates of frozen
splendour looming
When the moon and stars shine as one upon the snows, the ancient ice gate
opens, the prophecy is fulfilled
Towering, ice encrusted forms lumber forth from the freezing mist
Their eyes shimmering with a fiendish, eldritch malevolance
Our steel is raised against their weapons of gleaming crystal
And the virgin snow is rendered crimson by bloodshed in a searing storm of
slaughter
Wounded, dying, my flesh rent by weapons no human ever forged or wielded, I
am beckoned forward by a strange, alluring force from beyond the veil of
swirling mists
Shadows, images form in the glittering rune carved walls of this glacial
chamber
Secrets frozen within the timeless vaults of eternity
The throne of the time lost ice realm, entwined in the mantle of such searing
star born power
This frozen, aeon cloaked seat of immortal majesty of an empire forged
long before the vast seas rose in devouring fury
What shimmering swords raised in combat once sang with the glorious clamour
of steel on steel
What splendid banners, billowing in the icy gales, once heralded the march
of these invincible silverclad legions to the blood swathed embrace of epic
battle
The glory of untold thousands of years past this ethereal legacy of
mighty Ultima Thule
The frozen eyes of immortal kings watch me such a dark splendour
The Guardian of Ice and Shadow
The grim Ice Gods sleep in these frost bound tombs, illumined by the caress
of lunar fire
And the kiss of star gleam from the stygian void
All is now as was foretold in prophecy, written in the very ether of empyreal
eternity
The celestial alignment is night the conjunction is at hand
And nine stars illumine the northern heavens, a vast cosmic sigil with the
silvern moon at its centre
Blazing argent light fills the chamber, engulfing the hewn walls of elder ice
These ancient carvings in a time veiled tongue, etched into the primeval ice
countless aeons ago, now bathed in diaphonous incandescence by this storm of
lucent stellar power, their mindsearing meaning at last becomes known to me
their cosmic secrets unfold
The ice throne is encased by a shimmering wall of writhing cerulean flame
A lambent flame far colder than the frozen surface upon which it dances
And then, enlightenment comes, gleaming down upon my consciousness as the
bright moon gazes down upon this auroral vista From my mind is lifted an
obscuring veil, a veil induced by sorcerous arts, and I realize I have been
merely a vassal of another's twisted will, a pawn in a game which is entwined
in treachery and malign aspirations to thresholds of great power Such a
traitorous web has been spun The elders of my kingdom bow in obeisance to the
vile priests of Xothan'kur, and it is their diseased machinations which have
urged me here, to the very heart of the far fabled ice realm for they seek
to usurp the power of the Conjunction, stealing the vast energies of the
Ice Veiled throne and absorbing them into their own leprous, undead bodies, pe
rpetuating the adoration of their abhorrent liege for countless ages
liberating his vile will and enslaving the realms of the world Aye, for
generations they have plotted their actions, and I was the key to this plot
chosen from birth for this fated journey for the blood of the ancient kings
of Ultima Thule runs strong in my veins, and only once in every aeon may one
such as I stand before the throne during the great cosmic alignment, when the
sorceries of the ancient Ice Gods are at their peak, and rightfully wield this
power unleashed And yet I vow that the vile minions of Xothan'kur shall not
prevail Liberating the fettered power of the moon crystal, I sever the
tendrils of their dark conjurings, and their aspirations are at an end, th
eir spells broken by the very power which they sought to usurp The final
vestiges of mortal life flee my body in crimson gouts, and at last I realize
what the fates have spun for me, and what is carved in the very ice all about
me My destiny is at ha nd
And so, enrob'd by tendrils of starfire and the raiments of lunar mist
The immortal liege whose sceptred empire is eternity
Sits enthroned and brooding over his dark realm once more
The last of my life's blood spills to the ice, as star wrought destiny is at
last fulfilled
Swathed in freezing flame
The mystic wolves of the frost moon slowly, silently encircle me
Their eyes are blazing azure, and their fur is whiter than the sublime snows
Such power I am the Chosen the secrets of the earth and the stars are
unlocked before me
I am destined to reign forever to reign from the Ice Veiled Throne of
Ultima Thule