..At once the room gets filled by fog and the visibility is null. After the clearing of the fog the scene has changed and in front of the two witnesses a woman, surronded by spiritual light makes her appearance. Her arms are raised, forming an arc and bearing a strange jar.
Himmel and Criora see themselves mirrored in the silvery water, risen gradually in the room up to about three feet of height. They feel instantly a connection with their observer, coming from the water in which she too is immersed, with the end of her long garnment. Suspended on a weird swing, Ysiil welcomes her interlocutors with a nod..
Mechanical arms, joined to the seat of the seer, skim over the water surface and, with agile movements, draw some forms on it. Those forms take life and thickness in a dance on the water; they sparkle and release luminous energy.

Criora, after seeing the scene, burst into it with authoritarian voice -“Are you Ysiil, the first seer of the Overlands? I am Criora of Sahjax”-
Ysiil watching the above vortex of fog created by the woman’s words , replies with a toneless voice , totally devoid of emotion -“I am the one you are looking for”-
-very well, I’m here for..-
-Himmel, the incarnation of the prophecy- precedes the seer.
-Prophecy? Ysiil, what prophecy are you talking about? -
-Among the sacred weapons of Grimyr the God of salvation chose as its paladin the halberd. It sanctified it in its name, the name of Dagrail-
-I don’t understand you, sorceress, what are you talking about? When did this happen?!-
-Time does not exist for the creatures of Underworld, Criora, it happened. In the same way as awakening of Oblivion is decided; Shadreil is already being born again and she’s after you. She wants your protege, inquisitor-
-Why?!- a new shiver runs down the warrior priestess spine.
-because he is the only one who will be able to save us, but not like this, not now, he has to be again the Halberd of Grymir, the paladin of Dagrail, defender of the Overworld. Until he’ll live in the nightmare of the Amnelisir, he is vulnerable. Shadreil, on her dark lord’s account, will find him and keep him prisoner forever -
-How can a simple child represent so much, if the menace you are talking about is real?!-

The water stirs for a second, sparkles with energy and a picture appears in front of the woman. An immense army of undead creatures, the most ancient and powerful ones, is getting out the sea of spires in the extreme northern lands. On the bank, a circle of nosferatus, with long torn garments flowing in the wind, praises the awakening of their guide. From a pitch black obelisk, bore by skeleton hands, the figure of a woman appears here and there, long hair, red like the blood it’s just been spilled.
-Shadreil!!-

-this is only the beginning; soon you’ll witness a most unexpected awakening, the first sorcerer of Lethe, Arhima Bauth Moor, the Lord of Nosferatus-
-Damn, I’ll have to gather an inredible army to face this monstrosity! I’ll ask for assistance to all the lands!-
-Shadreil of Arhima is the eyes of Lethe who controls the lifeless, but blinding the eyes of a God is not a job for a mortal. You have to set the arm Dagrail free, only the Paladin will be able to face the Minister of Oblivion, sweet Criora. Dagrail has faith in your skills, but it won’t be the strength that will make you win, remember-
From Ysiil’s jar a bubble gets out, it floats in the air and finally lands on Crira’s hands.
-It’s a sphere of seer, use it to see over the masks of time and space-
-what should I see, over the masks?…-
The answers will come soon. Between Himmel and her, the sphere shows to both their origin and essence.
Through the glass Criora sees a multitude of changes; It looks like Himmel’s changing franticly into hundreds of creatures until he ends in a more stable feature of a silver knight, who holds firmly a halberd

From the story included with the kit.
Continues in the next numbers of JJModels Fantasy Series.