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Voltaris, Lore Entry 3

I Don't Even Know Where to Start

It is not that I don't understand what's going on; clearly my friends and this world are uncovering some hidden truths about themselves which had lay dormant for hundreds of years prior to my arrival. Whether it was serendipity, providence, or my unique perspective among these people which led us to this path of discovery is currently unclear. The real confusion, however, stems from the fact that so many things are going on so quickly that I've barely had time to process them before even more novel circumstances drop into my lap.

Sigil is in a constant state of disarray; that is life, there. So this chaos is comfortable to me, in a way. Certainly moreso than the static wide-open expanse of the forest settlements. Each day is full of paradigm shifts and I enjoy that.

Still, I need time to consider my path. I kept my life simple because it's easier to manage. There are too many moving parts to this existence for me to see a straight line. Therefore, I don't even know where to start describing what has happened.

Endearing Flying Things

I like these little things. They are not large, but they have personality, and there are many of them. I've been speaking to them as I can, trying to befriend those who are more receptive. Their minds are simple and I enjoy that purity of purpose. It certainly makes it easy to bond with them.

Speaking of bonds; I believe I have successfully transferred custodianship of the hatchlings to our resident paladins. Time will tell how that takes.

People in Glass Coffins

We've made, or at least awakened, new friends. They are displaced in time and in world so I feel a kinship to them, I suppose. They've also helped us fill in many historical gaps, which led to us retrieving the control chair and installing it on a damaged-yet-serviceable ship we salvaged from an orbiting platform.

Flying one-eyed sharks infest the platform, among other things. I'm displeased that so many of these leaf-ships have been used as a living minefield around the base and find myself wishing that there were a way to teach the sharks to disarm the explosives on those ships. My companions tell me that's entirely too implausible.

I don't think that word will carry as much meaning to them anymore.

dd5b/voltaris/lore-3.txt · Last modified: 2017/06/10 16:14 by mark