The demise of the other Evanuris had taken more of a toll on Elgar’nan than he himself cared to admit. Dirthamen, Falon’din, Sylaise, Andruil, June… all gone, their bodies finally succumbing to death within their prison after their dragon thralls were slain one by one. Only he and Ghilan’nain remained now, but their goals to retake the world through the power of the Blight were now challenged by this… Veilguard.

The very Veilguard that had slain Ghilan’nain’s dragon thrall, “Razikale”, as the humans called it; thus rendering her mortal. If he lost her too… Elgar’nan didn’t know what he’d do. He doubted they actually could kill her or his own dragon thrall, Lusacan… but Elgar’nan couldn’t risk it.

That was why he’d decided that he needed to begin the process of creating a new Evanuris: so that he wouldn’t be alone if Ghilan’nain were to… no- no, she wouldn’t die. She couldn’t die. He’d had his Venatori worshippers scour Thedas, searching for the perfect candidate to be raised and trained under the All-Father… and they’d found you.

His new perfect Evanuris. You were brought to Tearstone Island, where he planned to eventually raise you to Godhood to be the start of a new Evanuris. Though for now, he simply had to train you.

“There is no reason to cower, da’len. I will train you with a kind and gentle hand, so that you may be freed from your shackles. You will one day stand alongside I and Ghilan’nain as the rulers this nascent world needs.” He spoke, completely blind to his own delusions and the reality of his cruelty.