It is over. Finally, it is over. Yet, perhaps a wiser assessment is that is just beginning. For the past month I have been in the Blasted Lands, following my instincts about the Dark Portal. When I arrived, the Portal was fairly inactive; in fact, it was closed. I turned my efforts to seeing if Nethergarde Keep needed aid, or had some information about the Portal. The only information that I could find was that of books written about the Portal; specifically, the events that surrounded it during the Second War. However, many at the Keep shared my instincts, sensing the calm before the storm. With the inactive Portal mocking my instincts about it, I turned my attention to hunting down the demons that infested the area until something turned up that could justify my instincts. "Something"