Farrow on The Comet
Farrow: Things really never let up around here, do they? First, a potentially world-ending Cataclysmic event… Now, a giant comet crashes down on our doorstep. Dannig claims it’s pure Verisium. The waters out there around it… they’ve gone really mad.
Warrior: Mad? What do you mean?
Witch: Mad? In what sense?
Sorceress: Mad? How so?
Ranger: What do you mean, ‘gone mad’?
Huntress: Mad? How so?
Mercenary: Eh? What d’ya mean?
Monk: I’m not sure what you mean.
Druid: Not sure I catch yer meanin’. How has the water ‘gone mad’?
Duelist: [DNT]
Shadow: [DNT]
Templar: [DNT]
Marauder: [DNT]
Farrow: Verisium is a mystery I’m still learning more about. But Dannig is certain… the potential of this {particular} Verisium… well, it’s unmatched. Whatever {it} is… it’s potent. It’s powerful.