A Tour of Tempest
And look! When you are whipped with the wild winds or stricken until stick-like and burning from the gods' lashing lightning tongue, are you not suffused with the power of Tempest? Aye, how Queen Umberlee and Lord Talos fight and fray over its dominion... but even they, even They On High know in truth Tempest can never be tamed, only... channelled... by the favoured few. Reach up thy hands to the sky, outstretched awaiting breath of gods to blast thee oblivious, supplicate and ask to be drowned, to be blown asunder, to be destroyed... or perhaps, perhaps, to be granted such might to speak the words of Talos with thine own sweet hand...