Thousands of lives were lost during the war, most in this cursed desert during the initial invasion.

I am one of only a few that remain, chained to both the past and the present.  I know not why I am to remain stationed here but I know that I must.

> How do you know?

I have been slain a hundred times.  I always wake here, alive.  Some say I am cursed and others ...

> What do they say?

They say that I am blessed: A herald to harken in a new age.

> And what do you say?

Ancient forces stir - forces that have not been seen or felt for thousands of years.  The world weeps.  Perhaps a new sundering comes.  A sickness born from within.

The foulness has begun to seep into our lands.  From the Dream come nightmares.  Nightmares to befoul us in our waking hours ...

Ralo’shan can be found at the top of a tower by the mountain north of Staghelm Point, Silithus.