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A Scream Into The Inferno


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A message is circulated across Almaris. Maddened scrawlings carved into the faces of walls of alleys, the faces of rocks and the barks of trees by a myriad of oft unseen spectral critters. To most, the script and whatever meaning it held would be an unsolvable anomaly. 

To others, however: an invitation.


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Contact Mordu#6495 if your character is capable of translation.

 

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A certain maleficar reads over the deranged etches, their brows poised in intrigue. It was almost familiar, yet . . . Alien.

"Agkutel . . . Kex, agkutel. O'lerikah hegjek thur'."

 

The figure wrestled out a crumpled note, writing on the back of it some sloppy words. They whistled for a bird, and, with a wave of their hand, sent it eastbound to seek kin.

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A response could be found, burned into a wall beneath one such eerie scrawling.

 

 

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The glyphs appear as though scorched into the stone by flame, still warm to the touch.

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