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The Message

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jtbadn
Keepers of the Eternal Shadow
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The Message

Post by jtbadn »

* * * THE MESSAGE

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A cool chill had seeped into the Gathering Hall which had likely originated from the facade of the Monastery of Shadows at the top of the Umbrics. A low light illuminated the Gathering Hall and in the shadows, in the connecting hall nearest the Forward Armory, Belom stood silently and without movement almost as if he were a statue.

Belom was wearing his Plum colored undershirt which seemed to gleam brightly even through the shadows. The rest of his garments were as white as chalk. He was strong and certainly well taken care of. His head darted suddenly toward the portal to the Facade and as a breeze swept near his face he pushed himself off of the wall and leaped toward the portal from which the breeze had come. He activated the portal and stepped through.

Belom now stood for a moment in silence in the hallway leading to the stairs of the facade of the Monastery. He stepped out quietly and after taking a moment to survey the area he turned his head, slowly and gazed into the well, opposite the planar portal. He did not seem to move and was silent for the next few minutes. A low sounding bell chime had resonated sounded and it had filled the area in which he stood. The gaze in which Belom had held had not been startled by the bells deep, vibrating tone.

The water inside the well seemed as if it had come to life and from within a booming voice called out to Belom, saying "I have been looking for you". A smile formed on Belom's face just then as he moved in closer to the well to give listen to the disembodied voice. Silence swept across the planes of Underlight. No other dreamer, save Belom, could be sensed and he found himself once again alone in the deserted City.

It seemed as if the message from within the well at the Monastery facade had only lingered long enough to fill his messenger with what he needed to know. Before making the final departure and leaving Belom alone with his thoughts he had just last thing to say. The words seemed to be backed by something of great power although just one word could be heard...


... "Prophet".
~Belom The Scrying Prophet
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