Darkness is merely the absence of light. Where the fire of the fury of the wild ones burns, darkness simply cannot exist. I, Sophrin Emberoak, along with Joxxer, Davon, Gwendolyn, and Sir Dale, solemnly swear to bring the light back to Wildhill. To restore balance. To quell the oncoming storm. Sharp is the sword hired for nefarious chores, though beware, the sharpest blades are often two-sided.