So, Urist now holds an artifact.
"Essence of the First Tear"
Wrapped in gilded frame, in a vessel of impervious crystal, lies suspended a single drop of Armok's First Tear - the divine essence which birthed the Children of Armok. It serves as an eternal reminder of Armok's Glory, and shall be held in trust for the heirs of Armok's Bloodline for so long as this world yet remains.
The tear should never be touched by Non-Armokian hands.
Should it fall into the grasp of foreign scum, Armok commands His Children to embark upon a holy crusade and regain the sacred Year from the dying hands of whichever fool dares to steal it.
May their empires burn to the ground as Armok laughs at their writhing corpes!
Long live the Children of Armok!
"Before Mortals and First Ones walked the Earth, it was the stomping ground of countless Gods and Goddesses, spirits of natural form and void whose divine breath seeded life unto the newborn continents.
In the Western Reach, beyond the wall of darkness, did Armok lay. He slumbered for countless eons, dreaming eternal as Divine often do. As the darkness of the Void consumed, and the light of Man did rise, Armok stirred from his repose.
Cleaving his way from the cavernous pits beneath, he arose to the light of day and found the world inhabited by tiny creatures - The First Ones - beautiful yet terrible in their own regard. They lived and died by their own code, glorified and repudiated their Gods. Blood and glory flowed from every footfall!
For this, he cried a single tear - drowning his former chamber in all its heavenly glory. From his joy was formed "Armok's Tear," the great lake of the Western Reach.
And from this tear sprung his own children, seeded by the desire to see life encompass all the world, that glorious battle and grand fortresses might one day find home upon the surface.
From Armok's Tear were born his Sons and Daughters, the Children of Armok, who sought to honor his divine image in founding grand nations - beneath which their subterranean temples bore his seed as their lives were first divined.
From the shores of Armok's tear did they climb, faltering at first, yet full of the wondrous virtue of their First One brethren. Shorter than other First Ones, they bore a striking resemblance to the bearded God who brought them life. And in his image they carved an empire, above and beneath the fertile ground, that all may know of Armok's Glory."