From one of the new legends and mysteries grimoire cards Skolas' Fate "The cell cracks open. Skolas, Wolf Kell, stumbles out and crashes to his knees. He tries to leap at the creature before him, the shape in the fog, to show it why it should be afraid. But the weight of grief smashes his legs against the cell. The rage upon him beats him to the floor. He falls on all four hands, his mighty armor thundering against itself. His House of Wolves is enslaved! His people have been played! And it was his hubris, his would-be cunning that did it! While the other Houses fought for their future on Earth, throwing themselves at the Great Machine, Skolas wasted his people in games of betrayal and ambition. Bitter pride brought a bitter end! If Skolas were a Kell he would ask his Archon to dock him. Ether hisses in his mask and it tastes cold, so cold. He looks up. At the tiny hooded shape before him. The cell's mist is clearing. He can see. "I believe that I am here," the creature says. To Skolas' ears it has a strange voice, a strange accent. It speaks his language. "I have a clear purpose. I cannot explain it. Forgive me." From beneath its hood, tiny fingers of shadow probe the air. Skolas rises up to smash it, to show his strength, because the alternative to violence is waiting for violence to come from a universe that has neither respect nor compassion. But he checks himself. His ambitions have brought him here, to this cell in this strange place... only it's not so strange, is it? It's the hold of a Ketch. "The Queen," he says to the thing. "You work for the Queen." "The Nine made me aware of my purpose," the creature says. "If am here, then it is because the Queen sent you to the Nine, and they wish you sent back." " So why would the nine set him free? Thought they were on our side. I mean Xurs will is not his own it is quite clear they made him do it. But why? Perhaps they want the fallen houses united again to join us to fight the darkness rather than each other. We know from other new grimoire cards the Traveller found the fallen before us. Perhaps the nine think our two forces must come together to fight the darkness. Thoughts?