End the Toorseneth. Minyorn cannot rise until the tower falls. See it done. It is why you were made.
So said Sirina Bellenis, in a drafty shack in the Sudshear marshes.
Elvendere, oh Elvendere! In time of darkness deep, Then shall come a scythesman dread, that darkness for to reap.
So says The Arathalaneer.
The darkness beyond which none can see is come upon the lands. And now, too, cometh the Scythesman.