Trail of Darkness

My dark kin push further into Ulthuan. With each passing breath, their forces seem to land on every beach. They bypass our outposts, racing southwards for some purpose as yet unknown. They do not stop to pillage or take prisoners as is their way. Their actions differ from their known strategies, and I fear what that may mean. A new force guides them: a dark hand driven by something more than centuries of strife. That is why it is so unfortunate that our leader, Morithwen, will not hear my words. She thinks me blinded by hatred. I turn to you, |n, to find that which my sister cannot deny.

Scour the Shattered Beach to the south in Chrace, for signs of what the Dark Elves may be after.