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Title: Wake Me
Post by: Doofus on September 12, 2021, 01:50:56 AM
[This journal is well-loved and made of shoddy material, it's pages from a former holder are torn out to make room for more ramblings. The cover of this book has a disturbingly detailed eye, carved by blade into the leather.]

I awake, naked, afraid, alone. I know not where I am, or where my companions went. Rogvald, Mayrina, Aldus.. I must be upon another plane, yes, I must contact a wizard or some other spellcaster upon this queer place to take me home. There has to be someone who can take me back home. In the meantime, I have acquired some garbs and found myself some shelter within the Ward known as the Peerage.. It is like a perversion of my home, Cormyr, familiar yet wrong. They appear to be currently embroiled in some affair called the banner tournament, how foppish to waste resources on a symbol of prestige.
Title: Light of Hope
Post by: Doofus on September 12, 2021, 02:00:33 AM
I was beaten by a pack of bandits the locals call, "dweebs". I know not this word and I hope to not stay here long enough to learn the local lingo, luckily these "dweebs" only took a vial of Ghostly Visage from my pack, leaving me my hundreds of golden lions alone, enough to purchase equipment and get to Ninety-Five...
Title: The Mud
Post by: Doofus on September 12, 2021, 02:07:07 AM
 I've spent... I no longer know how long digging in these marshes, alone...
The monotony is only broken by watching bands of "retainers" clutching golden idols wrenched from the swamp's inhabitants. Fools, they won't find a key that way. I have to keep digging, in the day, I can't let the lizardfolk notice me.
Title: Dig.
Post by: Doofus on September 12, 2021, 02:10:50 AM
Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Drink. Drink. Drink. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig.
Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Drink. Drink. Drink. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig.
Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Drink. Drink. Drink. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig.
Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Drink. Drink. Drink. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig.
Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Drink. Drink. Drink. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig.
Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Drink. Drink. Drink. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig.
Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Drink. Drink. Drink. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig.
Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Drink. Drink. Drink. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig.
Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Drink. Drink. Drink. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig.
                                                          Sleep.
Title: Where.
Post by: Doofus on September 12, 2021, 02:15:21 AM
 Where is he?
Where is Tyr?
Where am I?
Why.
When.
King?
Wall.
Key.

[This page is barely legible, the words scratched out from beneath a covered of mud and liquor.]
Title: What.
Post by: Doofus on September 12, 2021, 02:20:54 AM
  I attempted to poison myself today, to wake me from this hellish dream.
I look at myself in the Doorkeeper's shined metal door, and I see a skeletal husk.
Pain is real.
This book is real.
Death is real(?).
I feel.
I feel despair.
Title: Prayer
Post by: Doofus on September 12, 2021, 02:31:42 AM
[This page has a single word, written with mud by calloused finger.]

HELP
Title: The Sun Blinked
Post by: Doofus on September 13, 2021, 02:55:33 AM
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/757519250004115540/886806937885356132/sai_size.jpg)
Title: The Sun Blinked, Cont.
Post by: Doofus on September 13, 2021, 03:00:47 AM
 He/She/It/They: Wake.
 I: What?
 He/She/It/They: Find.
 I: What are you.. A demon?
 He/She/It/They: My name is the key to all things.  S'AI
 I: What do you want from me?
 Sa'i: Find the way.
 I: What.. Way?
 Sa'i: When the world quakes, and the light shines, you will know it as the way.
Title: Flight.
Post by: Doofus on September 13, 2021, 03:03:43 AM
 I saw Sa'i.
It gave me wings.
I flew above the city.
I saw the way.
I must find the way.
The way.
The way.
Title: Me
Post by: Doofus on September 13, 2021, 08:27:51 AM
  Hundreds of ring runners pass me. I am in the muck, worth none's time. This suits me fine.
I needed time, time to think. To learn what I am, what occurred.
I do not remember this journal, I do not remember this drawing. I remember seeing it, I remember hearing it.
There was a scratching sound in my head, then came the voice. It taught me what I need to know.
Then I saw him/her/it/they, S'AI. It spoke, it guided, it told me my name.

Philothea.

I am insignificant, but I have a purpose, I have a way.
Title: Purpose
Post by: Doofus on September 13, 2021, 08:45:00 AM
 I saw a beam of golden LIGHT.
It reached towards heaven, like an ant's antennae to the sky. I raised my own skinny limbs in mimicry, reaching, hoping. I was not taken.

SA'I
My way is not so easily reached. These rings, this city, this world. The air, reeks of fetid and rotting secrecy. The people like oozing sores of deceit and self-service. They do not share what they know, foul. This is against HIM/IT/THEY/SHE

I must learn.
I must challenge.

Title: The Veins.
Post by: Doofus on September 13, 2021, 08:55:54 AM
 The veins.
The veins.
The veins.

SA'I
Title: Figures.
Post by: Doofus on September 14, 2021, 05:31:03 AM
 I remember my children.
Do I?
Illusion?
Title: Shoddy Sketch
Post by: Doofus on September 14, 2021, 11:28:19 PM
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/850235430586023946/887472710626734140/Resized_20210914_152349.jpg)
Title: ?
Post by: Doofus on September 14, 2021, 11:46:00 PM
 What is the moon?
Another facet of Sa'i?
It whispered into Sa'i's ear.
What?
Why?
Perhaps Sa'i's less radiant sibling.
Title: The Dream, The Dream, The Dream
Post by: Doofus on September 15, 2021, 02:13:43 AM
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/757519250004115540/887521159715880960/bebe_2.jpg)

[This newer page of the journal seems to have accidentally shifted into the older entries.]
Title: Musing.
Post by: Doofus on September 15, 2021, 06:47:50 AM
 A count has proclaimed himself ruler of the Peerage.
The queer masked red and blacks are his servants, dismissed into the populace.
He shouts the King is a pretender and makes ready to move to One.
....
By breaking the wall?
The Dwarves tried before, they are dead.
I will watch.
Title: Seasons
Post by: Doofus on September 15, 2021, 08:22:48 AM
 How many winters have there been?
Title: The Tone
Post by: Doofus on September 17, 2021, 07:16:30 AM
 Does it take dedication, does it take a holy life, does it take a death?
Sa'i sends me his radiant visions, that scorch my eyes and make my thoughts like boiling water.
He sows his seeds of divine intellect into my being and into my soul.
Yet.
I only know my ego, not Sa'i's.
A great sea of black twisted vines, flowers, and faces of the anguished separate us. Why? Who?
Why am I here, Sa'i? Why did you choose me? Did I fall? Was I in your heaven before?
You give me these messages but I don't know what they are!
Speak to me!
Send someone!
Title: Prophet?
Post by: Doofus on September 17, 2021, 07:25:21 AM
[Ripped portions of Otharad's Compass (https://www.efupw.com/forums/index.php?topic=701019.0) are pinned onto a paper of gibberish.]
Title: It.
Post by: Doofus on September 18, 2021, 05:35:19 AM
 I had another dream, not of Sa'i.
It was me? My memories? Others?
Its body was spectral, made of shadow and hate.
Its face was familiar, a mixture of animal and human. Features close to mine, but off.. Younger.
It strode on eight limbs, mismatched arms, and legs in pairs.
It opened its mouth, the shape of it nearly human, splitting open into four separate teeth-filled appendages.
I was bound by a dark chain made of black, to a glass of golden sand, frozen in motion.
It approached me.
It whispered.
It sounded...
It sounded in pain, in grief.
The words were muddled with the blood pooling from its maw.
I drowned.


Title: Monotony
Post by: Doofus on September 18, 2021, 08:21:13 AM
 The Count is assembling a drill.
 The King is silent.
 The Stars are foreign.
 Where are the tears?
 Am I blind?
 


Title: Tedium
Post by: Doofus on September 21, 2021, 09:57:06 AM
 Progress is slow.
Sa'i granted me a companion, for now at least.
My social graces are lacking, as is my awareness.
A druid assaulted me, mere moments before I was about to draft a letter to them.
I've translated some runes found in the outer rings.

 My understanding of this place is still at the same standstill.
Title: A Concept
Post by: Doofus on September 23, 2021, 10:11:29 AM
 I was brought here for a purpose.
 I dreamt of Sa'i, for a purpose.
 Every action I do is determined and set.
 Yet, I am not the Prisoner.
 Someone is.

 They must crave the freedom of a radical, to be divine and finite, and to be a hero and a villain, in the end however, they are the Prisoner. Chained by what was determined long ago, before this place existed. They will likely be a native of this plane, with some mark of destiny on their personhood. The Prisoner must realize two very specific conditions about themselves, to be the Prisoner. They must face the reality of their imprisonment and they must see the chains of causality, and then behind it. He must yearn for the fact, extracted from fiction, and he must exist inside the invention, but not balk at the task ahead of him...

 They will be the Prisoner who frees us all.

Where does guilt, play into this concept.
There is always guilt.
Title: Figures of Interest, Draft To Be Updated
Post by: Doofus on September 23, 2021, 10:34:09 AM
Major Figures:
Zarono Senuspur
Phelan Sunpurse
Ennugim Ishmeka
Trystan Moonspear(?, potentially just Anathema)
The King?

Minor Figures:
Wisteria. (Mostly angst, little promise.)
Vivian