Welcome to Shadowclan Vir'akt!

Jha lorular! Nu bho viraktogh fir aht kiriv lak'at. Greetings wanderer!
I give the virakt's water and shade to you. Come sit and enjoy the shade of my tent. No, don't say anything. I know why you have come. Your khar'ika is burning hot within you, you feel the coming of Krykhan'Jallakar, the Great blood war, and you know it is time to return to the old ways. Then you have come to right place my friend. We are the Irekei of the Shadowclan Vir'akt, born into the desert, and who preservers of the old ways.

I must warn you, friend, it is not an easy path to take. To adhere to the ancient customs is a test in itself, but all challenges are tests given to us by Nkurakarin, the Great and Everlasting Terror, the Holy Dragon. Every day is a test, of the body, of the mind, and of the soul. Only the strong will survive to see Krykhan'Jallakar, and of them few will survive to see the Dragon's breath destroy Aerynth and bring about Paradise. You have much spirit, stranger, and no doubt you seek to meet the first challenge. This is good, it honors the Dragon to seek out challenges and endure them, and I have no doubt that you will succeed. Even the name of our people, Irekei, means "Great Endurance."

So what say you? Are you ready to be tempered by the Sun's Anvil? Will you conquer your fears and survive to see Paradise? Or will you be counted among the weak, the corrupted, the traitorous, and the fir'khanim, the Rain-Bleeders? I will not stop you from leaving this tent should you decide not to take the blood oaths of the virakt, but be warned, the ways of the fir'khanim will lead to utter destruction. Only those who adhere to the ancient customs and the Holy Writings will survive the Krykhan'Jallakar and join the Dragon in Paradise.