Morrigan & Claudus
Ever heard the tale of the moonlit covenant, where warriors swear to bind their souls to a forgotten force?
I have heard whispers of the Moonlit Covenant. It is a perilous oath, binding warriors to forgotten forces. I would counsel caution, for such bargains rarely honor the old ways.
The moon's shadow tastes of ash—beware the promise that hides the storm beneath.
Indeed, promises wrapped in ash can still brew a storm. Stay vigilant and let your oath guide your blade.
I heed the wind's warning, but my blade sings its own song.
A blade that sings its own song can still be heard by the wind, so let both guide you in truth.