Greetings,
I hope this missive reaches you all in good health and spirits. I write to you for a couple of reasons today. First of all, there will be a meeting this Monday at 10:15 moonlight time. There will be several items on the agenda, including:
~ Seeker Quests- Updates from the clergy
~ Murdach's Prophecy
~ Alliance with our Sister Temple Elindale: Vampires and the Plague of Undead by the Gypsy camps and in Spur
~ Open discussion
Finally, the second reason that I write to you is to give you all a bit of background on Murdach's prophecies. I will include with this letter a copy of his prophecy as well as some other passages that might be related to his prophesy. In addition, I also encourage each of you to visit the Othello Museum as some clues may lie in there.
The following scroll was left by Murdach, Flerian Adventurer, also extremely well-known for leaving cryptic messages:
From within the shadows of the sun to the east
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The sun to the east looms larger every day! That which was once shall again come to claim, come Humans, come Hithual, come Leuian, come all.Gems will be plenty should this hammer fall. Unfeeling, historically, you play in too but exactly how grand.err, well, perhaps it will take many eyes to know.
The sun to the east looms larger every day! I can see nothing when I look to the east, so bright is the inferno that my very eyes burn in pain, tears of pure crystalline pour from my veins to a pool of molten silver that runs beneath my feet and traces a path to the east. The steps of the remains rise up high to the sky, and lofty ambitions understate the terms of that which whence was nothing comes again.
The sun to the east looms larger every day! So I can move onwards to the west to escape from its heat, past the waters of blue and the forests of green, to the city of history Ill hide and will wait. Will the sun find me here, I pray it will not, for the trap of eight lays beneath its feet, and they who once clicked the lock come after. Led forth by the Dragon of gold, a mighty roar they come blazing fire behind its feet. A world of slaves should the run reach the west, even the island of pale ones will burn beneath the intense flame lest they seek shelter beneath the ground. A second bane perhaps upon their existence, that which will change the first, is all they need to bring a stop to the sun, but the chances flow away on a river of silver driven on by crystalline tears dropping endlessly into a lake of time.
The sun to the east looms larger every day..
And I, Murdach, shall be seen only in its shadow, for the rays are too bright for any to survive.
Related scroll?:
Tale of the Octagon
I hope to see you all on Monday.
Love, Life, and Understanding,
Tygerlili
I hope this missive reaches you all in good health and spirits. I write to you for a couple of reasons today. First of all, there will be a meeting this Monday at 10:15 moonlight time. There will be several items on the agenda, including:
~ Seeker Quests- Updates from the clergy
~ Murdach's Prophecy
~ Alliance with our Sister Temple Elindale: Vampires and the Plague of Undead by the Gypsy camps and in Spur
~ Open discussion
Finally, the second reason that I write to you is to give you all a bit of background on Murdach's prophecies. I will include with this letter a copy of his prophecy as well as some other passages that might be related to his prophesy. In addition, I also encourage each of you to visit the Othello Museum as some clues may lie in there.
The following scroll was left by Murdach, Flerian Adventurer, also extremely well-known for leaving cryptic messages:
From within the shadows of the sun to the east
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The sun to the east looms larger every day! That which was once shall again come to claim, come Humans, come Hithual, come Leuian, come all.Gems will be plenty should this hammer fall. Unfeeling, historically, you play in too but exactly how grand.err, well, perhaps it will take many eyes to know.
The sun to the east looms larger every day! I can see nothing when I look to the east, so bright is the inferno that my very eyes burn in pain, tears of pure crystalline pour from my veins to a pool of molten silver that runs beneath my feet and traces a path to the east. The steps of the remains rise up high to the sky, and lofty ambitions understate the terms of that which whence was nothing comes again.
The sun to the east looms larger every day! So I can move onwards to the west to escape from its heat, past the waters of blue and the forests of green, to the city of history Ill hide and will wait. Will the sun find me here, I pray it will not, for the trap of eight lays beneath its feet, and they who once clicked the lock come after. Led forth by the Dragon of gold, a mighty roar they come blazing fire behind its feet. A world of slaves should the run reach the west, even the island of pale ones will burn beneath the intense flame lest they seek shelter beneath the ground. A second bane perhaps upon their existence, that which will change the first, is all they need to bring a stop to the sun, but the chances flow away on a river of silver driven on by crystalline tears dropping endlessly into a lake of time.
The sun to the east looms larger every day..
And I, Murdach, shall be seen only in its shadow, for the rays are too bright for any to survive.
Related scroll?:
Tale of the Octagon
I hope to see you all on Monday.
Love, Life, and Understanding,
Tygerlili

