"Our glory was so great that even Pharasma herself grew jealous! Oh, how she wished to bend us, break our prid

"Our glory was so great that even Pharasma herself grew jealous! Oh, how she wished to bend us, break our pride, show us that no one is beyond death. But you, O Gorum, you fought her in the skies, just as we destroyed her emissaries on the land! Golarion hasn't seen such a battle since the gods fought Rovagug!"