"So, you seek me out; What would you know? I am no wise woman, I am but hunter, warrior, and chieftain. Your own wisdom keepers will tell you that we were enemies during the Tessarakonta... ah? You would know it as the War of the Trees.. an odd name, for our tales assure us it was not the Trees that did most of the fighting."

"Yet, it is not so simple as that. Some served the Fomorians willingly, some had no choice, and some few escaped their yoke. I assure you, chains are not the way to earn love of a children, even dark ones. Many of us hate the Fomorians now more even than you, and with more reason."

"Still, I will tell you what I know, in my heart, of these people, and what I have seen."

Acheri-"One day, you may meet a strange creature, who's shadow seems more real than he is. He maybe sickly to gaze on, or quite handsome, or she.. they have their women to. They will speak to you with words that leave a buzzing in your ears, making you desire more strongly things you wanted anyways. They may tell you they serve a great purpose, and but test others, and are.. missunderstood. Slay them on the spot, do not let their shadow touch you. That is the best way to forever pass their ...challenge."

Aonides-"The muses are admired by some of my people for their passions. Few can match an Aonide in her chosen craft, and I suggest you do not try, for the burn with a fever about it. I have always thought them rather useless. They seem to think Dreamers would perish without them, I suppose if they thought otherwise, they would have to face truths they do not like. It is hard not to fall to their honeyed words and ways when they want something. Harmless, mostly."

Fir-Bholg-"I see the fire in your eyes, and share your rage, but do not judge all the Beast Kings by the Black Horned Lord's ilk. Even some of they are said to be in dread of the Fomorians returned. Still, Fuath and Fir Bholg will ever be enemies I think. They bring the storm with them, and seem blind to it. They raid our lands when they can, and even did when we were sealed all behind silver. It is said the antlered ones have strange needs, but I know not what they are."

Fuath-"My people? You realize I will not tell you much, such trust must be earned even among allies. We are caretakers and avengers of our mother, the earth on which you now walk. The women's circle is the true power, for their ties to moon and lake are strong, and I, as chieftain, heed their wisdom. Circles and lines, circles and lines.. the females form the circles, the males go on, in lines, often deeper into the woods or Dreaming. It is simply the way of things for us. We are, I think, the greatest warriors of the Adhene, but, the spider people, the Naraka.. come close. Each Fuath holds the beast in her or he close, to deny it merely tempts the blood rage that takes us all the more."

Keremet-"Ill Omens. I have tolerated them before, but never in the living part of the wood. Leave them among the dead branches of rotting trees ,and watch them warily. They know no joy, no rage, no love. Some of my kind think killing them is a mercy. What do they DO you ask? Some paths are not meant to be walked."

Moirae-"Respect them, even if you do not like them. They are Fate's children, and Fate is sister to our own Mother. Some speak too proudly, forgetting their mother will sacrifice even them if the weave demanded it, but they are wise, and have right to boast. Even the circle listens when they speak."

Naraka-"Dangerous, and unlike any creature we have known. They grow Arms as they wish, and have strange magics. They come from a land we do not know, and yet, do not seem to even know themselves."

"Are there more? Again.. I tell you to seek out your own wise ones, it is only after many battles, and much time here listening to the circle, and other's tales that I have even learned what I have."