There are Whispers in the Dark…
It was for many a solemn night that Nyx stood bereft of its swift herald. The secret locations that once fostered these texts proved vacant and dim. The anonymous vendors that once distributed this newsletter to Nyx affiliates shrugged many a curious customer away with no account of the Murmur’s venue. However before you now, child of fate, rests the rekindling of a criterion. May I reintroduce myself, Whisper, as your humble servant and forerunner. As the voice whose duty is to recant the glories of Nyx, hereby do I solemnly swear to speak truthfully and with pristine alacrity the glories of our legion. The word has already spread amongst the streets of our cities that “Whisper’s agents are once again among us!”, for the unknown presence in the room; the cool precursor to the standing hairs on your neck; the voices you hear in a dark corridor… These things can only mean that the Murmur has returned! -Whisper
The Fifth Anniversary of Nyx!
A Testament to Fortitude
It was but five years ago that the heroes and vagabonds of Nyx accumulated together, beckoned by the voice of our Umbral Mistress, to create one of the strongest fortified unions known to the armies of the Horde. It is today, the eighteenth of the month of love, that our centurions amass together to relish in the victories of Nyx, and to praise its integrity as one of the oldest foundations surviving under the banner of the Horde. The streets of Dalaran ran rampant with boisterous Nyxians, as they set off explosives and cavorted about in a drunken stupor. If you invoke the enchanted photograph in this section, you will find more information on the soiree and you may vote on who was the most vibrant of the celebration!
The End of an Oracle’s Obligation… Aitana’s Resolution.
Our Timeless Guardian
Tis’ a forlorn task to prove the integrity of rumors, however, tis’ a task that must be seen through. If some may or may not have heard, Elder Aitana has found a new calling; a calling that will permit her to relinquish her standing as Oracle of Nyx. What does this mean for the Lady’s legion? Is this truly the will of Lady Nyx? Has this shining idol met her journey’s end… or, was this all preparation for the Elder’s true calling? To see how these truths were found and formulated, invoke the enchanted photograph in this section, to be granted access to the sealed page with the story.
A Parting Word to My Comrades…
Azeroth has long changed since the evils of the Frozen Prince were quelled, presenting to us now even more harrowing enemies to engage. It is my obligation and honor to continue these scripts so that our triumphs live on in memory. Till we meet again… sleep quietly and dream of glory, O’ children of the abyss.