Vision of Tyranny Lost

"Upon touching the sigil the following visions are given: The sky turns blood red, the sound of thousands of soldiers fighting around you fills the air. Smoke, sweat, fire, and the sound of metal weapons striking overwhelms your senses. You're in the middle of a terrible, bloody war with Sedashans fighting Dragonkin hordes around you. The ground begins to shake when, stepping upon the stones of the crumbled wall is a massive Red Dragon. Dripping from her massive maw is molten lava and radiating from her body are intense waves of heat which make even the Dragonkin recoil. The god-like beast takes a deep breath and roars. "They call me Ezmyre-fren-trax-ilnor-shandre, the Prime Coatil-nathrune. I am proclaimed as the red-furied prime, the eternal TYRANT DRAGON, lord mighty of all my sisters." This is Ezmyre, the Flame. The fighting has stopped for a moment, both sides beholding her. Then your vision gets drawn upwards to where the Flame was looking. You see the Sword-Like Tower, sleek, bold, and defiant, and see the many balconies upon its exterior grow alight as hundreds of Sedashan Mages respond to the Dragon's bellows with their own magics. They send millions of sparkling, magical bolts of sizzling white light raining down upon the Dragonkin armies. The magical attack, en masse as it is, gives a white, noble halo around the Sword-Like Tower. Then, it all goes away and you're back in the ravine, in present day." - from the journal of Feye Lyne