It had been three days since Beor had abandoned Marik, Jorik and Tyron in the northern wilderness. Yet again. They were nearing Silverhide maturity, but were still not considered ready. Being handed off to the grace of the wilds was a true test of Silverhide mettle, for the far North of Hellifyno was amongst the most dangerous land on the planet. Miles past sacred Skyruler, where the tundra, blistering blizzards, rains of snow and sheer cliffs of towering ice ruled supreme. Forests…

Embrace me, feed me the lies I want to feel, the illusions I desire.



Save my empty hours, from wreaking my hatred upon me,



protect me from the darkness of the gushing fire.



Save me, give me your love I crave, sweet taste I need.



I trust you to make me soar, plummet through the ground,



satiate my hunger, my lover from you I shall feed.…

-Poem written for the Hellifyno archives by the elf Captain Vorfindel, close companion of Titus and Daimyon Silverhide-





As you look up at the sky,



A free world high above, of whites and blues.



Remember they of Hellifyno heart, the Silverhides in their glory they lie.



Let us not forget the charges who held us so close to their bosom.



The guardians who watched and fought,



as ages passed, and the ice did melt, right up…

Tell those of Hellifyno, thou who passest by



((Skyruler fortress, June the 10^{th -…}