In my dream, a manlet figure in a golden mask and sunglasses spoke to me. "Lord Nerevar Indoril, Hai Incelistan! Long forgotten, forged anew! Chads belied you, Foids betrayed you! One you betrayed was three times true! Lord Voryn Elliot , Rodger Ur, steadfast liegeman, faithful friend, bids you come and climb Red Mountain! Beneath Red Mountain, once again, break your bonds, shed cursed skin, and purge the mongrel chads and foids from Morrowind!"
