Depressed and without hope he wandered the great woods. No man can know his feelings in dark times. Expelled from his lands he took a new name and retrieved a new mission. He would forever be remembered by the colour of his cloak and the substance of his heart.

The woods are deep and his soul is black…

As written by the 16th-century scholar Tän Anghér in his last work: “Lord Krïm, Wanderer, Seeker”.