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A new wind flows through the continent on a psionically directed current, a telepathically projected voice floating through the lands and echoing out into the minds of those that happen to near it. It seems to even be somewhat targeted, only rippling through the skulls of Magi and those magically gifted rather than the mundane populace. Each settlement receives its words in turn as it passes westward before it dissipates into nothing once beyond the now densely populated border region of Meranthe and the Silent Expanse.
Quote:I invite those of Meranthe to come converse with me outside the watchful eyes of Reality, within my Realm beneath Deep Hold's castle. Speak of your dreams, your desires, your hopes and fears, offer me these differing perspectives held by those within existence so I may better glean understanding. Allow me to relieve your minds of those past traumas and tragedies seared into your thoughts, then depart with burdens lifted and pockets heavier; perhaps more still for those proved worthy.
Safe passage will be offered to all performing the pilgrimage under my name.
Talguth.
The directions given are both easily understood and almost imprinted onto the mind, a slight guiding force slowly pulling thought towards this destination, although easily dismissed if that particular recipient was wholly uninterested. The name of Talguth is seldom spoken of in private, let alone in public, the seemingly inactive, mostly unheard of entity never interacting with the world stage such as this.
Clearly, something has changed to provoke this public invitation.
[Location is 928, 483. Feel free to just pop in while I'm online or message me, valterak, on Discord to set up a scene.]