Morgath, The Shadow Weaver, a being born from the depths of darkness and betrayal, carefully observed King Azriel and his companions from within the confines of the shadows. He had been watching them for quite some time now, analyzing their strengths and weaknesses in preparation for the moment when he would finally strike.
The tales surrounding this mysterious king seemed exaggerated to Morgath, but he knew better than to underestimate his foes. There was something about King Azriel that both intrigued and infuriated him - the apparent ease with which this newcomer could forge alliances and inspire loyalty, even among those who were once enemies. It was an ability that Morgath himself had once possessed before the fateful events that twisted his heart beyond recognition.
