The Littlest Atragarian

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The sirens have imprisoned me. I followed them as they left our world to do the will of a new and powerful Nightmare. They would not listen to my songs of peace, and had the Mercenary Abyssal bind me with sigils of ancient magic. Now I must watch as they unleash tribulations upon the very heroes that freed us from mad Akylios. Free me, Ascended, I have a warning for your people, of nightmares, demons and doom.

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The Atragarians rule the waters throughout the cerulean seas of the Plane of Water. They are some of the few that were able to resist Akylios's insanity. I would trust Arethea and heed her warnings. She speaks of a nightmare traveling to Telara, the old inscriptions describe dreams as having substance in that reality. What horror have we dreamed up that now seeks to harm us?