Fixed: Whispers Of The Dark Elf Guide

Mira watched it sink into the moss and then, feeling strangely lighter and oddly bound, turned for home. At the edge of the forest she stopped and looked back. Veyra stood framed by the ruins, one hand raised in a half-wave. The elven face was unreadable beneath the black braid that hung like a shadow. Then she slid away like a secret being put back into its envelope.

Summons an environmental shroud that blinds ranged archers and casters. whispers of the dark elf guide