我靜坐在知識異界八卦石上聽流言的日子

不尋常的霧氣籠罩著這座小海灣，只有浪花規律地拍擊海岸，和幾艘小木艇的聲音打破這令人窒息的寂靜。這裡空無一人，因為寒冷的霧氣讓大部分的居民難以忍受，紛紛遷移到他處了，不過他們都曉得太陽最後終將再升起，他們也會回到這片屬於他們的故土。然而，這都得先等到這片濃霧與隨這霧氣而來的黑暗力量一起帶回去才行。 

現在，海上的濃霧持續地向岸邊飄去，並且往岸上的沼澤地蔓延。在此同時，小海灣裡突然出現了數十艘小艇，這些小艇似乎可以在海上無聲無息地的航行，很顯然有某種魔力推動著它們。每艘小艇旁都有一個人影浮現，這些人影將黑色斗篷拉下，蓋住那光滑且有鰭的頭部，並向東邊的沼澤方向做了個手勢，這些帶有黑暗力量的奇怪生物在型體上似乎跟他們巨大且笨重的洞穴巨人盟友格格不入，但是他們的影響是無庸置疑的。 

洞穴巨人很快地利用他們天賦的蠻力，在這處處滯礙難行的沼澤裡面開出一條路來。距離他們上一次在這樣的沼澤裡行動，已經過了很長的一段日子了。他們部落已經好久都不再接近沼澤，但是今天的行動將會把他們心中對沼澤的恐懼永遠抹除，並且將他們的部落推上一個新的歷史紀元，破顱岩的部落會再次君臨天下--只要他們能夠成功地奪到那塊石版。 

當這隊人馬到達了靠近哥羅布城附近的空地時，那些帶隊的生物指揮他們暫停行動。這些穿著長袍的生物聚集在一個小水池旁，伸出奇特並且有蹼的手將黑色的斗篷褪去，露出兩棲類的面孔來。 

『準備好你的士兵。』那個兩棲生物用奇怪的腔調，輕輕地對著洞穴巨人說道，『我們創造出來的通道無法支持很久，而且我們必須和你們一起進去....除非你們希望被留在裡面』那生物的臉上露出一抹輕視的笑意，『這不會是你所希望的吧？』一個不滿的咕嚕聲回應了這句話。 

當那些穿著袍子的拉格鰭人開始吟唱起咒文時，洞穴巨人的領導者回過頭去看著他的士兵。在他們的周圍，深及踝部的水似乎活了起來、充滿了能量，一聲小聲的嚎叫從拉格鰭人中間傳出，接著就被洞穴巨人如同潮水般的應和，而變成吵雜的戰嚎。在法師面前的水突然湧起，形成一片薄薄的水幕，透過這傳送門，可以看到一座巨大的木橋，一些被嚇呆的守衛以及－一塊寫著『 黑風寨 』的牌子。 

等到所有的入侵者都已穿越哥羅布堅固的城牆進入城中，襲擊隊的領導者大喊，『拿到石版才能離開！一但拿到石版之後，就把其他的東西全燒了！』然而這命令的聲響傳到黑風寨的大廳時，已經被戰鬥的碎擊聲及全然不備的守衛的哀嚎聲所掩蓋，到了幾乎聽不見的地步。 

在這場戰役中雙方都把洞穴巨人殘忍的天性展現得淋漓盡致，舉目所見都是鮮血、屍體、火焰及不斷的死亡，哥羅布城的洞穴巨人現在知道，雖然它突如其來，但它仍是場戰役。他們全力反擊並將入侵的部落擊退到護城河附近，但是這群來自破顱岩的洞穴巨人顯然另有所圖，他們聚集到了已被染成鮮紅色的護城河附近，而在這群洞穴巨人之中，再次傳出了柔和的咒文吟唱聲… 

『你們的生命，是為了讓這預言實現！』一聲大喊從入侵者的部隊中傳出，此時一個耀眼的紅色傳送門從護城河中升起，將入侵的洞穴巨人及他們的夥伴吞沒，這些破顱部落的洞穴巨人完美地完成了任務而且成功的逃脫，等到這扇傳送門崩潰時，這些小偷們已經在返回那濃霧籠罩的海灣路上了。

早晨的朝陽現在升起了，一股風將這陣奇怪的濃霧和幾艘大船吹向西方，同樣的風也帶來了沼澤區中的濃煙和騷動。哥羅布的大火已被撲滅，亞奇薩的子裔也做好了戰爭的準備。

Chapter 2 - The Stone is Stolen

unnatural fog fills the small cove. It brings with it a numbing quiet, which is only broken by the rhythmic sound of waves washing against the shore and slapping the hulls of several small wooden skiffs. The cove is devoid of life, since most of its typical residents have moved aside to make room for the chilling fog. The morning sun will eventually rise, and the cove's residents will return to their swampy homes. Yet, these things will all wait until the fog has receded to the ocean, carrying its dark cargo with it.

For now, the fog continues to creep up the shore and into the marshlands that lay beyond. The small cove fills with dozens of wooden skiffs. The small boats seem to cut through the water in almost perfect silence, relying only on magic to propel them ashore. A single figure in each rises and pulls its dark hood over its smooth, finned head. One motions toward the dense swamplands to the east. The strange figures seem even more out of place silhouetted against their bulkier, less agile troll allies; yet their authority is unquestioned.

The trolls push quickly through the low tangles of the swamp, their savage strength easily clearing a path. It has been some time since they moved through terrain such as this. Their clan has long avoided this place, but today's activities should remove those old fears. Once they have acquired the stone, the tides will quickly bring a new era with them from Broken Skull Rock.

As the groups reach a clearing near the city of Grobb, they are brought to a sudden halt by the figures that lead them. The robed creatures gather near a small pool. A grotesque webbed hand draws back the robe's hood, revealing the amphibian's face.

"Prepare your soldiers," the strange amphibian says softly, addressing the trolls in their guttural native language. "The doorway we create will not last long and we must have time to follow you in... unless you wish for us to leave you inside with them." The creature pauses, a slight smirk appearing on its face. "This is not your desire, correct?" A defiant grunt is its only answer.

The largest of the trolls turns to face his soldiers as the robed luggalds begin their incantation. All around them, the ankle-deep water comes alive with energy. A small growl surges from within the ranks of the luggalds to become a cacophony of battle cries. The water before the sorcerers rises in a tall, thin sheet. Through the portal can be seen a large wooden bridge, the surprised faces of several guards and, just behind them, a sign that reads: Night Keep.

As the last of the invaders climb out of the moat, which acted as their entrance into Grobb's fortified walls, the raid's leader shouts, "We only leave when we have the stone! Once you have it, burn everything else!" This command echoes through Night Keep's halls, barely audible over the crushing sounds of combat and the surprised cries of unsuspecting guards.

The trolls' cruel nature is apparent as both sides of the battle paint the scene in the savage reds of death and flames. The trolls of Grobb, now fully aware that the unthinkable is in progress, drive the invading clan back to the moat. The clan from Broken Skull Rock, however, has what it came for, and its members fight their way into a position surrounding the crimson moat. From within the cramped formation the murmurs of despicable incantations begin again.

"Your lives, for the fulfillment of prophecy," a voice shouts from within the dense circle of raiders. A shimmering red portal rises from the moat below, engulfing the Trolls and their foul mentors. Those Broken Skull trolls left behind perform their task well and thwart any disruption to the clan's escape. Even as the portal collapses back into the moat, the thieves are well on their way back into the fog that surrounds the cove.

The morning sun is now rising, finding the wind pushing a strange fog and several large ships to the west. This same wind carries a cargo of smoke and confusion through the swamplands of Innothule. The fires in Grobb are extinguished, and the descendants of Ykesha prepare for war.