No Coincidences, No Accidents

[KidKrinkles 2044]

 

[!] A missive would appear across Aevos, upon boards and trees and bulletins for all to read.

 

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It has been some time since I have given pursuit of something of largely my own accord. While truly, I had never put down my own personal investigations into Aevos; a land rife with mystery and plagued by curses, I had found myself running headlong into walls, reaching always the frayed end of a rope, teetering on the final hair’s breadth of an unwound strand that led only into ignorance.

Though I must admit that I have recently been renewed. I have been reminded of how little details paint the broad picture, and in looking for the Mountain I have forgotten the star speckled sky that lies behind it, the frost falling before it, and the corpses in the wake of its many winding paths leading to its summit.

 

While my pursuits have largely taken me to the corners of Aevos, it was not until Yhl’Flaaowni had reached out to me with questions of Darius that all of those little details of my time here had floated to my memory. Indeed, my pursuit is often single minded, and I’ve come to see the error in that.

 

There are no coincidences, there are no accidents, and all is relevant. In reading and hearing old tales and regaling old acts, while it is plain we might see all we have done and where we have been, so much is still unknown.

 

That is why I once more turn to the public, to engage, and to unravel. I seek experts on the following matters to assist me and my company. To understand what lies ahead, we must know what lies behind. To truly see, we must lift the veil that obfuscates where we stand, and know our next step.

 

If you claim familiarity with…

 

⛤ The Eminent Mountain of Aevos.

⛤ The Faultless Hierophant and its Captain.

⛤ The Mare of Aevos.

⛤ The Jungle Temple, near old Balian, and Hael’unor.

⛤ Goldenvine, the Cursed Harbor.

⛤ The Dreamer’s Marsh, too cursed with slumberers.

⛤ Darius and his daughter: the doomed Beleth Expedition that entered the temple, and scaled the Mountain.

⛤ The Comet, and the Relics that sundered it and saved all of us.

⛤ The Palmreader, Memory.

 

It is my hope that by illuminating these events and their details, so too might we peer from the darkness of ignorance and strike our course forward, before some new calamity comes, and unmakes us.

 

We must chart our own course.

 

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You might reach me within Vjardengrad or Burgundy’s taverns, or, via letter.

 

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