The Whisperers were among all tribes, yet approaching one was not an easy task. Some of them lived in seclusion, others glared around balefully and refused to let a single person near them, while the rest remained hidden. For our ancestors soon came to understand that whoever would display power would be swarmed with people like mosquitoes, and each of these intruders would only put their interests before those of others.

Whisperers were not there for the humans, however, but to serve Lady Dolya; they were not there for people’s convenience but to maintain the balance of the world.

Then how was it possible to know a Whisperer when you think you have found one?

Obviously, not by whispers. Without Dolya’s blessing, coming either from Dolya herself or another Whisperer, no man nor woman can understand or repeat Incantations.

So how can they be recognised? By looking for marks. When one receives the blessing, their skin is marked with a stain, as if painted with a blood-red ochre. The stain resembles eyes that are sharp yet fierce, half human, half beastly. Which is just like Whisperers themselves should be: allies to no one.