Post by SSaiYen on Sept 5, 2020 17:13:04 GMT
Hyul 32, 12 th Moon, 19th Sun:
My interest was piqued as I read
the Chronicles of the Winds. It
was the usual stop to check on
students' posts, but the one
written by my wife, Aglaope, was
what interested me most. It was
my first time learning of the
attack on the Tao Te Ching by
one of the Muse Aspirants. With
light reading of a cursed Muse
artifact I made a mental note to
learn more from Aglaope. She was
the one to approach me about it,
bringing to my attention that
another of my students were
involved. This was disconcerting
news indeed. A question came to
mind involving the outcome of
these events, so I set out to
contact the apprentice's Guide.
A date was set and we were to
meet at the top of Scribe's
Mountain in the following days.
The narrow cliffs of Scribe's
Mountain weren't large enough to
contain the amount of people
that came over Alean's plight.
The apprentice was missing, so
her mentor, Skum, took her place
as Nobu began preparations for
his divinations. Three bowls
were placed on the ground. Nobu
then took up his knife and cut
the arm of the Muse. He filled
each bowl before he drank the
contents of one, to form a mind-
link to his subject. A vial was
filled with blood and thrown
into a ceremonial fire. Somewhere
one of her kin fainted, but was
forgotten as Skum began to speak
on what she saw. The following
words are taken from her own:
An infinite plane, checkered in
Red and Blue-- Two figures
traveling across it. One is a
gleaming white tower, moving
directly and in a straight path,
the other a dark horse twisting
and turning. In the distance a
hooded figure watches the figures
as they move closer, yet always
avoiding each other.
The crowd is left to ponder this
message as Nobu tends to Skum's
wounds. It isn't long before a
Ranger steps forward to announce
a hunt the following day to find
this hooded figure and discover
the truth behind these strange
occurances. I am sure the Divine
Order shares my sentiment in
hoping this incident is solved
quickly and without more blood
being shed than already has.
;-Uoiea
Grey Mi-Rae of the Stones
My interest was piqued as I read
the Chronicles of the Winds. It
was the usual stop to check on
students' posts, but the one
written by my wife, Aglaope, was
what interested me most. It was
my first time learning of the
attack on the Tao Te Ching by
one of the Muse Aspirants. With
light reading of a cursed Muse
artifact I made a mental note to
learn more from Aglaope. She was
the one to approach me about it,
bringing to my attention that
another of my students were
involved. This was disconcerting
news indeed. A question came to
mind involving the outcome of
these events, so I set out to
contact the apprentice's Guide.
A date was set and we were to
meet at the top of Scribe's
Mountain in the following days.
The narrow cliffs of Scribe's
Mountain weren't large enough to
contain the amount of people
that came over Alean's plight.
The apprentice was missing, so
her mentor, Skum, took her place
as Nobu began preparations for
his divinations. Three bowls
were placed on the ground. Nobu
then took up his knife and cut
the arm of the Muse. He filled
each bowl before he drank the
contents of one, to form a mind-
link to his subject. A vial was
filled with blood and thrown
into a ceremonial fire. Somewhere
one of her kin fainted, but was
forgotten as Skum began to speak
on what she saw. The following
words are taken from her own:
An infinite plane, checkered in
Red and Blue-- Two figures
traveling across it. One is a
gleaming white tower, moving
directly and in a straight path,
the other a dark horse twisting
and turning. In the distance a
hooded figure watches the figures
as they move closer, yet always
avoiding each other.
The crowd is left to ponder this
message as Nobu tends to Skum's
wounds. It isn't long before a
Ranger steps forward to announce
a hunt the following day to find
this hooded figure and discover
the truth behind these strange
occurances. I am sure the Divine
Order shares my sentiment in
hoping this incident is solved
quickly and without more blood
being shed than already has.
;-Uoiea
Grey Mi-Rae of the Stones