Of Shapeshifters and Storms

Nyla’s Curse “By the cruelty and cowardice, the lies, and the pain wrought on me, I curse all Roanoaks! For generations, may they be filled with woe and war, may love be scarce, and their troubles many. At the time of the seventh generation, let them be of number and power, for my own children, and their children, will have grown beyond this world and control much. Man is incomplete without a woman, and so shall it be for every Roanoak. Upon the culmination of generations hence, our heirs will meet, and the courageous, the righteous, the true shall prevail.”