OOG:
Beginning after midnight 11/7/2013...No matter where you are, Barran or elsewhere, the following occurs to your character (the one you intend to play at the November AGB event) (if you have previously been contacted by plot regarding this message, please proceed with earlier instruction):
IG:
During sleep each night prior to the gathering you are woken from your sleep with a voice from deep within your mind and dreams. It does not change or shift. You feel it overtake your sleeping moments and you feel that you are connected to the words and seemingly to something or someones else.
“When Elder step forth from memory to play the puppeteer
Younger hopes must alight the way or fall 'neath a flood of Tears
The hopeful must look for Time to turn in the center of a maze.
The faces that watched the falling sands
Must gather each their strength.
Gaze into the Mirror with sight awash in moonlit waters
Unveiled, one will not see but pass through, lost into the Night.
Find the truth locked hidden in Wooded hearts
Frozen stand four Sentinels poisoned cold with Iron.
Spiders spin their webs with poisons meant to kill
Gathered threads close holes torn in the Fabric.
Life dances on a tether while unnoticed in the crowd
The Dead find ancient means of power over Death.
Nightmares warm their teeth on the blood
Of Dreamers merely dreaming dreams of Hope.
Each choice, a step upon the path of Fate
To free the Spirits of the Wood caught in the snares of Vengeance's claw."
OOG:
Contact AGB Plot if you have issues or concerns at barranplot@gmail.com
Beginning after midnight 11/7/2013...No matter where you are, Barran or elsewhere, the following occurs to your character (the one you intend to play at the November AGB event) (if you have previously been contacted by plot regarding this message, please proceed with earlier instruction):
IG:
During sleep each night prior to the gathering you are woken from your sleep with a voice from deep within your mind and dreams. It does not change or shift. You feel it overtake your sleeping moments and you feel that you are connected to the words and seemingly to something or someones else.
“When Elder step forth from memory to play the puppeteer
Younger hopes must alight the way or fall 'neath a flood of Tears
The hopeful must look for Time to turn in the center of a maze.
The faces that watched the falling sands
Must gather each their strength.
Gaze into the Mirror with sight awash in moonlit waters
Unveiled, one will not see but pass through, lost into the Night.
Find the truth locked hidden in Wooded hearts
Frozen stand four Sentinels poisoned cold with Iron.
Spiders spin their webs with poisons meant to kill
Gathered threads close holes torn in the Fabric.
Life dances on a tether while unnoticed in the crowd
The Dead find ancient means of power over Death.
Nightmares warm their teeth on the blood
Of Dreamers merely dreaming dreams of Hope.
Each choice, a step upon the path of Fate
To free the Spirits of the Wood caught in the snares of Vengeance's claw."
OOG:
Contact AGB Plot if you have issues or concerns at barranplot@gmail.com