Sikander is a kind and generous god. When his beloved Isren was slain, our stories say, the life and joy poured out of him.<BR><BR>That he could not save her drove him mad. Mortals are used to helplessness-gods can't abide it.<BR><BR>Sikander raged until he grew weary, then hid himself a great egg. There he sleeps. There he heals.<BR><BR>The mekonaris tire of watching and want to wake him. But we know better. Sikander will heal and wake...in time. The egg! It's tainted! Save Sikander! We must protect Sikander!