When I'm discarded, grant your ally and place me into your deck.
I have +1|+0 for each card you've discarded this game (Max +7|+0).
Sion glimpsed fleeting flashes of opaque memories. Legions standing before him. Accolades. Crowns. War. A king's deathrattle. The Great Nothing. Blood. But just as soon as they floated by, they floated past, pale ribbons in the wind.