Dolya is fair! She is full of wisdom and might! Praise be to Dolya until the end of time, as there is no friend of the humans greater than her!

Angered by the deeds of the gods, Dolya went to choose her best warriors. Having recognised her, they knelt by her feet and swore loyalty, and she put her hands to their heads. The minds of humankind, however, are unfathomable, and it was impossible to tell who was worthy of Dolya’s teachings.

Thus, she did not pour her power into them and instead connected them with gods by a marvellous thread that resembled a root growing into fertile soil to drink its juices. They could henceforth draw the power from the gods, and those more zealous in their faith could achieve even more. To allow them to make use of this blessing, Dolya taught them the language of the gods so that they could weave their new power into any shape they desired.

And since this power was enormous, they took an oath to keep it secret and always uttered their spells under their breath: this was why they were called Whisperers.

And we are their descendants, and they spoke Dolya’s godly words into our ears. Praise be to our ancestors!