(( If you want the full 2 page version I can do that, I forget whether I did when I introduced myself but either way I may as well post the prophecy of Winters Dawn here, this is still subject to DM changes although he has read it ))
Youre probably wondering what that herald thing means. The wise women of the Alumeri have been passing a prophecy down for as long as even my mothers people the elves remember, and not even they remember its origin. My grandmother told me that one of the most powerful ancient heralds, fearful of it being lost, tied her soul into this necklace (I show my necklace, from a distance it looks like a burning mountain but the flames are actually a red-gold snowflake) making herself a lich and this her phylactery. Her body is long since lost, but she still has the power to speak the prophecy through whoever holds this necklace, as long as they have Alumeri blood. Dont be alarmed, just your everyday possession by a (probably friendly?) ancient undead spirit. (I hold the necklace with both hands and my eyes shoot back into my head. )
There shall come a day when the sun rises in the winter over the edge of the world and the fate of nations will hang in the balance. A great battle is coming where the Flaming Lord shall meet the Lady of the Ice midst a river of blood and the heavens will cry with the screams of the dead. One man must choose between his heart and his mind while the mountains crumble into the burning seas around him. Three days will pass in the time of one but night shall not fall until the dreamer awakens. Gods help us all when it does. ( I collapse down to the table letting go of the necklace to steady myself and say in whisper not quite my own voice still)
The prophecy of Winters Dawn has been spoken, and I am its final Herald.