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An uncomfortable silence falls upon the room before the curator dispels it with a meek giggle! “A-anyways, l-let’s continue, shall we? Onward… t-to KNOWLEDGE!”
The silence persists as you delve deeper into the beast… and after pausing to feel a chunk of masonry similar to the ones you scrambled across when escaping the Shyppas back on your ‘River Cruise’, you feel a faint breeze as you enter another section of the museum!
“F-for a time, the great c-cities of Khorrazeh were lost…” Cheesti continues in an almost reverent tone. “Many sunk to the bottom of the seas… others cracked apart like dropped plates… b-but some remained more intact than others…”
Her words fade into the aether as you feel yourself be whisked away again… and this time you’re somewhere colder… more rugged. Mud cakes your thick, itchy trousers as you carefully descend into a rough-hewn pit–the air brisk with approaching snow and the sound of workers chattering as they work to erect something around the perimeter!
“Centuries after the fall of The Empire during the reign of Telassi Far-Reach, the Chytree Hierarchy funded and organized research expeditions all across Zoral…”
A worker places something smooth and round in your gloved claw–its surface tickling your palm with the familiar tingle of magic… but it’s unlike any Chytree enchantment you’ve ever examined.
“It was through one of these expeditions that the ruins of Umberal were discovered… not that there was much left to unearth. Aside from TRINE TOWER, much of the flying city was lost… though whether it was due to time and weathering or something else is difficult to say.”
The clap of thunder in the distance rouses you from your inspection of the artifact… and it’s only after you feel slush patter across your face that you realize you’re in another time… and in another body.
The air is musty with smoke, ozone, and rain… you stand quivering in a hastily-dug trench as your head quakes with residual magic.
You’ve never experienced it as a human, but you know where you are almost immediately:
A battlefield. You’re at war. What are you?
>A Chytree Adept–trained in steel and sorcery, robes burnt and battered from battle!
>A Mox Sapper–thick, banded mail chafing your scales with every step as you prepare to blow open the enemy defenses!
>A Gnok Man-At-Arms–mud and blood caking your armor as you wade into battle with a heavy blade and mace jingling at your side!
>A Durher Sniper–small and light, taking shots at the enemy as you and your partner dart from cover to cover!
An uncomfortable silence falls upon the room before the curator dispels it with a meek giggle! “A-anyways, l-let’s continue, shall we? Onward… t-to KNOWLEDGE!”
The silence persists as you delve deeper into the beast… and after pausing to feel a chunk of masonry similar to the ones you scrambled across when escaping the Shyppas back on your ‘River Cruise’, you feel a faint breeze as you enter another section of the museum!
“F-for a time, the great c-cities of Khorrazeh were lost…” Cheesti continues in an almost reverent tone. “Many sunk to the bottom of the seas… others cracked apart like dropped plates… b-but some remained more intact than others…”
Her words fade into the aether as you feel yourself be whisked away again… and this time you’re somewhere colder… more rugged. Mud cakes your thick, itchy trousers as you carefully descend into a rough-hewn pit–the air brisk with approaching snow and the sound of workers chattering as they work to erect something around the perimeter!
“Centuries after the fall of The Empire during the reign of Telassi Far-Reach, the Chytree Hierarchy funded and organized research expeditions all across Zoral…”
A worker places something smooth and round in your gloved claw–its surface tickling your palm with the familiar tingle of magic… but it’s unlike any Chytree enchantment you’ve ever examined.
“It was through one of these expeditions that the ruins of Umberal were discovered… not that there was much left to unearth. Aside from TRINE TOWER, much of the flying city was lost… though whether it was due to time and weathering or something else is difficult to say.”
The clap of thunder in the distance rouses you from your inspection of the artifact… and it’s only after you feel slush patter across your face that you realize you’re in another time… and in another body.
The air is musty with smoke, ozone, and rain… you stand quivering in a hastily-dug trench as your head quakes with residual magic.
You’ve never experienced it as a human, but you know where you are almost immediately:
A battlefield. You’re at war. What are you?
>A Chytree Adept–trained in steel and sorcery, robes burnt and battered from battle!
>A Mox Sapper–thick, banded mail chafing your scales with every step as you prepare to blow open the enemy defenses!
>A Gnok Man-At-Arms–mud and blood caking your armor as you wade into battle with a heavy blade and mace jingling at your side!
>A Durher Sniper–small and light, taking shots at the enemy as you and your partner dart from cover to cover!
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