Greetings everyone, and welcome back to The Dark Library. Don?t forget your torches at the door while you head towards the center lobby. This week I will bring you a lost culture from the Tome – Lost Creatures & Cultures of Sanctuary and another chapter from one of our old stories Winds of the Kae Huron. Now let?s begin.

    Farther in the Tome past all the creatures we have a section for Lost Cultures. One of those was for a variation of the Alchemist. This order was an order of humble people rather than like the mages who seeked their knowledge from power. Here take a look at this old picture as I read off what the tome says.

      Hailing from the southern reaches of the Dry Steppes, the Alchemists of the Oruegia Society strive to learn and record all knowledge found in the world of Sanctuary. Normally reclusive, young alchemists are sent out into the world to broaden their knowledge of the magicks and beliefs of other cultures. Many individuals hold the title of Alchemist, but few are trained in the ancient arts of the Oruegia, the eldest of alchemical orders. The purpose of the Society is to study the fundamental nature of existence ?the natural laws and energies as well as the basic components of matter. With the understanding of the Greater World around and the Lesser World beneath and their own perspective between, Alchemists are naturally humble and do not futilely seek power.

    Now then we continue on to the old tome: Winds of the Kae Huron, and Chapter 6: Divo. Have a listen as I read part of chapter this to you.

      The cliffs melted away, the winds died, and the skies parted. Blue. Skies were blue here. He wasn’t wearing his thick furs, and when he breathed, he could smell the wet, summer scent of marshes, not the smell of snow. There was a flower by the tent. It was black. He had never seen a flower like that before. He had fewer scars, of all kinds.

      Bohdan had met Divo when she broke Kashya’s orders and followed Vidala, Kaelim, M’avina, and Bohdan himself into the monastery graveyard. He had saved her from Blood Raven’s flaming arrows. They had battled a host of undead Rogues as Vidala and Kaelim took care of Blood Raven. When the former Rogue fell with a piercing scream, lightning had shot out from her writhing body and danced across the gravestones. Bohdan had dropped his halberd and fell on top of Divo, as he felt the hairs on his neck stand up. The undead fell to pieces around them. But after the electricity had fallen out of the air, they stayed on the ground together.

    That’s all for this week. I’ll share with you some more from the old Tome. It may be a creature or a culture. We’ll see what happens by next week as I do more research. Don?t forget to put out your torch at the door and leave the wood piece in the collection bin.

    Next week we will bring you more from the fan fiction community in the same conveniently posted bitesize format as well as some works from fan monster and fan class creators. If you have made fan fiction that has not yet been posted in the Diablo fan fiction forum, or just got inspired to do so, head over there and post your material, or ask questions to other fan writers regarding lore, writing style or other input. See you next week!

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