I see the river foaming with much blood.110
Throughout the generations, countless people of this land have perished in times of strife, with their bodies left to rot where they fell.88
Some were slain by the deadly creatures that roam the land; others perished at the hands of their fellow citizens during the wars of this land.87
Their blood flowed into the soil, pooling and percolating unseen in the dark, as the power of the Altar drew it to this sacred place to form the River.85
The blood is the blood of Kourend's citizens. It is fitting that we honour their memory.76
Also, it smells so good.76