This Can't Be Good
Ever since we started building this Elixir Well, the ground has been prone to shaking violently.
The snow is gray. Echoes whisper words that were never spoken out loud. We can hear something inside the mountain.
I think we're corrupting something we don't even understand yet. Whatever it is, I don't want to be around when it wakes... I just hope the outposts finish their ballistae.