Anashti Sul

Once in days long passed, days before the green turned to sand, there was a city of secrets. Within this city were promises of life everlasting for those of blind faith. Here the bloom would never wither, here is where the followers of the forgotten prayers came to reside, eternally.

This city was born from the words of an ancient dal, a prophet of the chants of oblivion. How he came to know the shadow of nonexistent powers is unknown, but know he did. He became a prophet in the shadows concealing his pursuit to a faith unknown.

To claim the shadowed faith the prophet abandoned the powers of dal. With his path aimed toward oblivion he was promised life evermore. A true follower of the nonexistent would surely enter evermore, but he would not enter alone.

In whispers of the dark the prophet spoke of the forgotten and her promise of evermore. The silent church was formed under the very gaze of dal. Risking exile the silent church would meet and seek new disciples. But even this was not enough.

The silent church would no longer fear exile, but welcome a life beyond the laws of dal. As silently as they were formed the church crept from the great empire and trekked to the nest of the forgotten. There they built a grand and hidden city, the city of evermore.

Many decades passed and the city of evermore grew. Deep in the great green prospered the prophet’s society rarely accepting outsiders and always silencing those unworthy souls that gazed upon the city of evermore. With great faith and swift brutality the city prospered. Death was soon to come.

The city of the forgotten and everlasting sat in secrecy within the lost lands of the great green of ancient dal. There it would have been evermore if it were not for the conflicts of powers and the demise of the great green.

On the edge of the Void, there is a palace. It is the remnant of an ancient civilization, cast into the Void long ago in the ancient past. The islands of this palace float on the edge of Nothingness, threatening to be swallowed into nonexistence if they should fall into the center of the Void.

Anashti Sul is somewhere in this palace, assembling another army of creatures to take with her as she fades from the Void. While she races to complete her task before she dematerializes form the Void, time is running out for the forces of Norrath to defeat her.

The voice of Anashti Sul comes from everywhere and nowhere at once, as if she is inside your head. ‘My armies of the Void are routed in disarray,’ she says. ‘But my most loyal followers swear to protect me here in my palace, while I muster another Void army to conquer Norrath!’

You begin on the island of Switchmaster Zaxlyz. Explore the many islands of the Palace of the Ancient One to finally confront the Prime Healer and end her threat forever.

You must defeat Switchmaster Zaxlyz to continue to the next island in your quest to defeat Anashti Sul.