"The vision was that of many. You saw that approaching through the eyes of a slave to dark magics. Now, he is a slave to fate. The one that planted it there.. I shall not utter their name. Tis a word too dark for this place. We need more light." [i]Athena spoke, in riddles and in a puzzling manner. Though she hummed to herself quietly, as well. Perhaps she was.. insane.[/i]