[Prophecy] The Unwell

[xo31 3979]

[!] Upon the next time you fall into rest, you see a vision, should you be able to do so. [!]

 

 

You wander through the woods, hiking, perhaps for entertainment, boredom, or for any sort of reason. As you get deeper into the thick, undiscovered jungles, you notice that there is an increasing lack of fauna, until there is none at all. Perhaps they were smarter than you.

 

Suddenly, a man appears, and he holds a blade to your throat. He speaks, "You must turn back," - "You don't know what you walk into,"

 

In an instant, you wrestle free of their grasp- unable to run backwards, as they are there, so you run forward, cascading over a hill. . . and there, you see it, in the center of a small village.

 

The Well. Your stomach feels like you've been kicked by a mule. You should not have laid eyes upon this object, but, now you have. The man catches up to you, and somberly places his hand upon your shoulder. "I'm sorry," he speaks, in a somber murmur. "You understand, now, - You must come with me. We must keep it in. You will understand more in the coming weeks."

 

 

[!] And in a flash, you wake up in a cold sweat in your bed, your mouth filled with black ichor. Your brain feels like it's boiling, and you have trouble erasing the image of the well from your mind. You get the sense that you shouldn't pursue this any further. [!]

[Frisket 4538]

Ember Vomited, this was usual, she had nightmares that signified loneliness and depression. Her actions and sadness brought her into this state. 
 

yet in all, she can still dream in a cold wooden floor. 
 

the black liquid oozed out from her lips, tapping the ivory floor. The woman felt sick. Normally back when all was well, she’d call to her lover.

 

but who can love a tool?

[Morigung-oog 5697]

15 hours ago, xo31 said:

[!] Upon the next time you fall into rest, you see a vision, should you be able to do so. [!]

 

 

You wander through the woods, hiking, perhaps for entertainment, boredom, or for any sort of reason. As you get deeper into the thick, undiscovered jungles, you notice that there is an increasing lack of fauna, until there is none at all. Perhaps they were smarter than you.

 

Suddenly, a man appears, and he holds a blade to your throat. He speaks, "You must turn back," - "You don't know what you walk into,"

 

In an instant, you wrestle free of their grasp- unable to run backwards, as they are there, so you run forward, cascading over a hill. . . and there, you see it, in the center of a small village.

 

The Well. Your stomach feels like you've been kicked by a mule. You should not have laid eyes upon this object, but, now you have. The man catches up to you, and somberly places his hand upon your shoulder. "I'm sorry," he speaks, in a somber murmur. "You understand, now, - You must come with me. We must keep it in. You will understand more in the coming weeks."

 

 

[!] And in a flash, you wake up in a cold sweat in your bed, your mouth filled with black ichor. Your brain feels like it's boiling, and you have trouble erasing the image of the well from your mind. You get the sense that you shouldn't pursue this any further. [!]

 

It was rare that Valindra ever chased after prophecies of her own volition, yet today, she found herself gazing into a reflective pool, deep within the bowels of her ship, The Empress Vengeance. The area had been cleansed with incense, and again with a thick line of salt, for if she were to peer upon the very threads of fate willingly, she would not allow for even the slightest risk of consequence. 

 

The vision she received was vague, as they so often were. Notes were jotted into a journal that sat on a small table to her side.

 

The occultist let out a long sigh.

 

Where she had hoped for answers to the issues that plagued Aevos, she had only been left with more questions.