The Legacy of The Raven's Alliance Act 1 "Epilogue"

In a darkened room lit by a small fire in a hearth and glow of candlelight.  Three thrones sit shadowed and empty.  A solitary figure is bent over a writing desk with a tome before him as he furiously writes.  His eyes white as he sees through time.
"Once a ragtag group haphazardly finding their way to Orthon, it was never expected they would become known as the Raven's Alliance.  From simple beginnings and the secrets they kept they garnered trust and companionship along the long roads that would lead them to where they are.  They soon found themselves face to face with hidden agendas and vile enemies in the form of familiar faces.
The roads long and hard....the losses of friends old and new.  The discovery of lost family and the creation of new.  Peace is short and fleeting in the world we know as Eleril.  New kingdoms are beginning to rise from the ashes with freedom for the generations of downtrodden on the horizon.  But again times of peace are fleeting and the crimson and gold will rise as a new threat for punishments for a slight to something far older then Eleril herself.  The Congress will gather again and face this faceless, hidden, enigmatic threat of all of it's people.  Beware the facade of the weak for they are merely wolves among sheep."
The figures eyes return to a soft amber color as his hands stop on the last line.  His ink stained fingers simply closing the tome as he stands.  With one last look he gently pats the book "Hold true to course heroes."  Turning to retire the fire light catches the long braids of his snow white hair as the figure retires to his chambers.
Elsewhere in a hidden subterranean location two female Tieflings kneel before a shadowed figure on a rough carved obsidian throne.  The figure's pale fingers drum the arm of the throne with impatience.
"Fools....you have jeopardized our plans!"
The armed figure of Fralia Rain weakly casts her eyes at the figure.
"Forgiveness mistress.  Tallus acted without thought in hopes of rescuing our daughter from her murderous spiteful brother"
The figure's fingers cease drumming and clamp to the arm....
"Yes you're foolish family has cost us dearly....Delilah had one simple mission....return with the final stone so the ritual can proceed.  AND SHE LOST IT TO THE MEDDLING GROUP OF ADVENTURES!"
The figure's hand slams down on the arm in anger....
"But never fear I will rectify your mistakes myself....Boros"
As she states the name a looming figure of rippling muscle, wicked horns upon it's head, and a grisly mask of bone steps from the shadows.  A massive axe laid across the creatures massives shoulders.
"Go forth and gather those who wait and retrieve the stone at all costs.  The queen will not wait much longer without consequences.  Oh and Boros....should you come across Mr. Rain's person please give them condolences that his mother and sister are preoccupied with dinner engagements with the Queen"
The looming figure casts it's gaze at the kneeling Tieflings, grunts in acknowledgment and turns to go.  From behind the figure the sound of weathered leather on stone is heard.
"As for you two foolish servants I believe you have an engagement to attend.  Give the Queen my regards"
The figure holds an orb with 3 stones in place with an empty socket as over the back of the throne a sickly green light appears.  The figures of Fralia and Juniper Rain stare in horror at the light.  With a fury from Maraie itself their screams are quickly ended as writhing green flame engulfs their bodies.
With a smile upon the figures face is lit from the shadows "Do not worry lady...all will go according to our plans"