A Conclave of Shadow and Blood (event)
Our most ancient epics sing that at the dawn of time, Apa Kedatal — they who are cloaked in the night — branded upon the skin of our fathers their nine and ninety divine names. However, the great sundering has all but stripped us away of this gift, and through the succeeding centuries it has been the task of our people to recover what we have lost.
Now, the wisest and most powerful of our Markwardens have gathered under my command to rule and guide the Kedari in our search. No longer shall we be ruled by the sword and the spear, and our people will know that power resides in the holy names inscribed upon our bodies and our blood.
All hail the rule of the Marked!