You find an ominous altar. As you place your hand upon it, words begin to flood your mind.
"How will you begin?"
> Drink deep the shimmering tide... (scroll 5)
The ancient voice is now only an echo, calling from the depths of your mind.
"What do you seek?"
> Uh...
You find an ominous altar. As you place your hand upon it, words begin to flood your mind.
"How will you begin?"
> Drink deep the shimmering tide...
The ancient voice is now only an echo, calling from the depths of your mind.
"What do you seek?"
> To breathe in the wisdom of the drowned...
The voice grows stronger and more eager.
"More! More! More!
> Lost in Her relentless embrace...
You wince with pain as the voice screams within you.
"Where did it begin?"
> Found in the shadow of His gaze...
The voice now echoes your own. You feel it seeking an answer, because you seek it as well.
"To what end?"
> Dream, dream of the Sunken City.
