Oh Ye Whom Wrath Consumes

Kydav of the Burning Arrow, Shield of Varr and Stallion of the Vale of Iems, limped towards the circle of firelight, his left hind-hoof dragging along the ground. In the distance beyond the fire, fully a third of the writhing sky was missing, obscured by the dark corpse of a God. That was the only landmark; all else was night.