I awoke from my slumber to a vision of beauty and grace before my eyes. There, before me was Krysin, a dark elf maiden suited in the most radiant crimson and azure armor. Alongside her stood her husband Sinelven, donning the forbidden ruby armor of an ancient time.

They did not appear to notice me. Instead they looked passed me, to the mystical lands of Kunark, and further to the elven outpost of Firiona Vie.  In their eyes I saw their longing to return to a world they seemed to once know.  They looked longingly to walk boldly into the elven town of Firiona Vie, to be reunited with a world that they left long ago.

At this point the maiden turned to me and spoke, her voice as gentle as the wind that stirred around them.

"Prepare the world for our arrival.
Prepare the world for the return of Krysin and Sinelven D'Var.
Let our names be sung across these lands, for it is the will of the gods.

We shall return, and our people will be rejoined as one."

Suddenly the vision crackled and faded with a bright flash. I awoke from my camp with a jolt, looking about for the two dark elves who appeared in my dream. They were nowhere to be found, but the area around my camp that was once filled with the sounds of the night was completely silent. Not even a cricket stirred. It was peaceful.

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At dawn, I made my way to Firiona Vie to announce the return of Krysin and Sinelven. Upon speaking their names, the faces of the elves brightened with excitement. Word soon spread throughout the entire fort, and soon everyone spoke their names.

"Krysin and Sinelven!" they whispered, rejoicing in tones of victory.

"They have returned to fulfill the prophecy!" others said.

I knew not what they meant, nor what the return of Krysin and Sinelven would bring to the wood elves of Firiona Vie, but I could feel a sense of joy and anticipation in the air. Whatever the reason, they were ecstatic.

The elves, usually disturbed and stressful of the threats that the surrounding lands held, now breathed a sigh of relief, walking with a renewed step in their legs and in their hearts.
 They awaited now the return of Krysin and Sinelven.
They awaited the return of their saviors.