[COLORED CONCLAVE] A Calling

[PrimnyaQuorum 3999]

 

 

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Papers are scattered across the winds - primarily, they’re easily found along the western coastline from the Swamps to the Ashlands, haphazardly across the desert and its inhabitants, and the jungle in the southeast, though the wind takes them where the wind blows. It is feasible for nigh-all to find and read what lies upon these papers…

 

Greetings,

 

Most of you whom are Magi or close to some have noticed the appearance of papers. I do not write to you, as you most certainly understand the severity of this summon, and instead write to those who do not work with the Magi. 

 

For half a century since its destruction, the Hollow in the Swamp has sat idle. The larger swamp was spared the worst of the disaster, in no small part to the foresight of the Druii to Seal the Tear off. It is only now, however, that the Hollow has become active. Something sealed within eats away at the Seal itself, and has reacted violently in our attempts to mend such. It is obvious that this Seal will not hold forever, and it is with this I extend a offer to those whom venture south;

 

I will offer what I know, and what some of us plan to do. I will offer my aid to those whom believe it necessary to venture into the Hollow, for none should go into that desolate place unaided & unprepared. I will offer unity so that none feel they must approach this encroaching calamity alone. I care not your creed, your beliefs, or what realm you call home - only that you seek the Swamp to make certain what threatens it does not threaten all lands beyond it, that whatever is here takes not one step further.

 

By this same token, I extend a warning to those Magi of selfish greed, and those things of the Deep; this place is not where you will derive power. You will find many people, of all walks of this land, ready if you seek destruction for its own sake, or your own short-sighted empowerment. 

 

 

If you cannot find me within the Swamp itself, send a bird for me and I shall seek you. 

So it shall be.

 

OOC:

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Send birds to Annyerir [MC: PrimnyaQuroum] - happy to and will likely be passing along information for those whom miss parts of the event and want to stay up-to-date and involved. Happy Eventing!

I may or may not update this to a notice-board esqe thing if it gets difficult. 

 

[Samler 1564]

Those papers which finds they home in Haelun'or would be altered by the transfigurationist known as Seth Calith, a great deception to be unraveled for the blessed citizenry.

 

The word 'druii' would had been altered to 'drui'.

Afterwords the mage nodded contend, preparing his constructs for the next vising having recovered from the last.

[Frisket 4538]

“mmmmmmm”

 

Vivien looked at her own bag as she took time to think if she was missing anything of importance. 
 

“OH CAELEN….CAELENNNNN!!!”

 

the atronach monkey went over to her.

 

“alright you are coming. Caleb sorry you’re staying. If Wynn returns tell him I went on a mission. Ok?”

 

the capuchin monkey rotated its head cooing and making confused monkey noises.

 

”Ayla! Oh and take care of Haelun, she will probably be worried about me for a while. Alright I am off!”

 

And as such Vivien took off towards the swamps south of Koyo-Kuni. Will she return home? Only fate will decide.

[PrimnyaQuorum 3999]

Almost a year passes with nothing new, but not longer. Those who venture into the depths of the Swamp to gaze upon that beating, crystalline heart find something new - at the edge of the muddy swamp, in a clearing between trees stands a notice board. The original missive sits right at the top, though scattered about are various other notes. They bear the signature of the original author, the same style of scribing, but cover a plethora of things - new and old...

 

#1

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To welcome implies some courtesy, of which none lingers here; this land is accursed, blighted, warped. Traverse it with caution, and never alone. Do not listen to the calls from this land that beg help, do not trust the specters that appear near the Seal or the Camp. Bring along with you a Mage of Abjuration, an Enchantment of Warding, or merely Auric Oil and the means to quickly flee. There lies no greatness here worth your life, only the thankless, unrewarded duty of keeping this place at bay.

- 230, S.A.

 

#2

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This land defies the norms of casting. It is a Hollow, yet a Mage feels no instability, a Man no weakness. Spells are not constrained to the strains of normal casting, but subject only to the limitations of thought and will. As boundless as a Mage in this land may cast, so too does whatever lie trapped within. The only certainty to be claimed is the strength in Abjuration, the tricks of this place, and the steady decay of the Seal.

- 230, S.A

 

#3

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We do not yet know of the Veilscribe, whom first bore warning and summons to the eldest of Magi unto this Prismatic Conclave. We know less of whatever lies trapped within the Seal, and so it is advised to refrain from presumptions of confining it. As with all things purely of the Void, there exists no norms or patterns - to stray into such is a deceptive path to complacency. Heed not the false allure of unending power.

- 230 S.A

 

#4

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#5

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In a two-pronged venture into the Seal, a plethora of information was uncovered; that a trio of Magi have been consumed unto the Voidal Beast known as the Chromaweave, that it wields dark magicks as fluently as it does Voidal Magick, and that in times of great duress it may summon an Avatar, Chromatic like itself. All this came at great cost; the fracturing of the Seal, the death of the Mage Nepir, and the possibility that the Chromaweave may escape and wreak havoc upon these lands. Only the efforts of the Veilscribe truly hold it back, until we devise such a manner ourselves.

- 231 S.A

 

 

OOC:

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Okay it got difficult, notice board. PLEASE do not metagame this board - sections are labeled to match signs on the board, this is merely being updated for ease of formatting and writing.