Since Drycha's rebirth, that malevolent one has held sway over the Dreadwood, herself and the Spite Revenants controlling what this once sombre grove will do. They know only war, and war is needed.
However, there is another view within the wood, those older beings remember.
Remember a time before this great war, a time when we lived in peace, at one with the land.
A time before we took up arms against the foul one, and began to cast him out of our land. Drycha fights for vengeance, we fight for peace...
