Not even the forbidding gates of Paineel dared thoughts of challenge to these three godsends.

Seropf Chardeaux, Dark Elf Archmagi
Zimmi the Despairing, Lady Sorceress of Erudin
and Elvenfyre the Beautiful, High Elf Champion of Felwithe
emerge from their heavenly sojourn to pass judgement on the people of Norrath.

They are the watchful eyes of the Order of Bertoxxulous, who excercise their power, given from the Gods themselves, to maintain a balance of light and dark in our world.

In this rare opportunity to meet these celestial beings, I was overwhelmed with pride, for only a handful of beings have been bestowed this honor in the centuries
since Norrath's birth.

For minutes I stood there, gazing in disbelief and emotion, for before me stood the three being spoken only in legends. Zimmi soon placed a soft hand on my shoulder and bade me farewell, just before they vanished into a swirling light.

Then, in the mist that remained where they once stood, a voice was heard.

"Journey forth, Wyndforge of the Glade, and know that Mother Tunare
guides your path with her loving light."

Today I had truly been graced with an honor.
Today, I had been touched by the Gods.