[Lammy]

"And I saw her in that dream, about how she was caring for those, even when others wouldn't. How she talked to the spirits of the land and saw their fears, and how they all knew what was coming. And in that instant, when we saw what was coming-

Everything made sense.

Athelios gave her the title of Redeemer, and she became the child of Aschea. My teacher, and the one who was there, will never move forward if she is always in hiding. And as such, it is time for me to give back the gift, as she gave back to me.

Even if it meant..."

Attendees: Miriam Equisol, and those that were associated with the nascent primordial (5-6) 
Risk: CoD
Reward: BRINGING HER BACK (and anything else that pushes Miriam ahead.)
Themes: Dreams, Primordial Schism, Shadowbeasts
DM: Him.
Contact: .malthelam

[Kynim]

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[Kynim]

She remains just out of reach, but sometimes, on a lone night, I can enter her dream as she sleeps-

More recently, every time I try, there's an overwhelming sense of dread that I find-

Black crows. Black feathers...

.. something I can't see.

... why am i so scared ...




... perhaps, with help, we can Dream our way into her realm...

But I won't be able to help you. You'll have to do in on your own-

the least I can do is send some help. 

NARRATOR: MITRA PRITHVI, ???, ???, ???
SPECIAL GUESTS: ???, ???, W.I.P.
THEMES: THE DREAMING REALM, DJINNI LORE, AZALEA, VANAHEIM, THE VALE, THE AERODYNE
RISK: CHANCE OF DEATH (AND..?)
ATTENDEES: 13-15 PCS TO BE INVITED.

[Kynim]

So too does the Schism take a heavy blow-

Aschea's First Keeper, the Guardian of the Vale- Mysaria, laid to rest. Driven mad by the Pretender of Ualdir,

The five are reunited in Memoria, lest we know little about the last. I'm sure you've already met him on your journey.





A Supreme and Trueborn of Elaide- one who made one of the final strikes against Aschea finally sealed until Eternity's End falls, 




Might she remain there evermore,

The Goddess and her Guardians awaken when a foe of insurmountable power threatens the realm and her Harmony,

Through their bonds- sacrifices, they prevail;




At Journey's end, they might have called upon anyone in their heart to defeat a final foe- older faces make themselves anew, extinguishing a flame too hot for it's own ambition.




A Pretender of Ualdir laid to rest for a final time- extinguishing into naught but trembling flame...

At the end of the road, choices are made and the journey is remembered in perfect Memoria; to that end, we might learn that everything else is merely another chord in Harmony's grand chorus;

You do not need the blessings of the fae, or dragons, or duality- Harmony's promise was made to you at your birth and genesis.

I thank you all for singing along.



fin.