Question to the Gods

A lone Noktula tribesmen, look upwards to the Altar of Grandai, with a question. "Our struggle is never ending, will we ever be granted misery from these ravenous invaders?" - Noktula Tribesmen A boisterous and loud, voice echoes thru the jungles of Coralus. "As long as you reside in my domain, a gift will be imparted to you and your people. As long as life is consider sacred, these gifts will protect you in times of need." The Jungle, for once has an air of calmness, as the voice vanishes.