Tosholek

I’ve been following the restoration of Tosholek closely, Whilyam has been talking about it frequently, along with the troublesome issues that arose during the restoration cycle.

It was only this morning that I had a chance to check it out. I sat at my desk in Sul, drinking my morning cup of English Breakfast looking at the Book he had left me. So I decided I should go take a look finally, I had been anticipating venturing into the area.

I linked into a long walkway which sat above the D’ni lake water, and was enclosed by cliffs. I noticed the water here was a lot brighter than elsewhere in the cavern and wondered if Whil had been experimenting with pellets there. But that wasn’t the only thing I noticed.

As I had Linked right in behind Diafero and Blake.

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Not long after I arrived a young lady Linked in, Ri’ana, who was Blake’s fiancé.

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We wondered around for a bit, looking over the work Whil had done, checking out the damaged areas. The walkway leads up some stairs to a balcony, which contains a notebook regarding Sholek and the location we were in. The balcony lead off in two directions, one of which was blocked off the other lead to an auditorium. In the auditorium was a balcony, which I am guessing is where Sholek spoke from to his followers (that or played Julliet).

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I spoke to Diafero for a while as I read the notebook, Blake and Ri’ana wandered off to explore the lower levels, eventually ‘Fero left me to go join them.
I was half way through the book when I could hear laughter coming from below, I glanced over the balcony wondering if I could see the others, when I noticed they had all decided to go for a dip in the Lake.

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I figured I could leave the book for now, I plan to come back and transcribe it for the Archive anyway. So I decided to go down and join them, it’s been a while since I last ended up in the lake (thanks to a damaged Linking Book).

Wonder if I can get this glow out of my clothes…

Exploring Fahets – Day 1

It has been a while since I was last in Fahets, the stark contrast between how the Age looked then and how it does now is shocking.

The basin hadn’t changed a great deal, lichen was spawning across the rocks, new plant-life was weeding its way through the grass.
mushroom and flowers were spreading out making their homes, along with some odd circular plants.
The air was thick with a hazy veil of fog like substance, musty in smell, a bit like old books, I have taken samples to test to see if I can analyze what is in the makeup and if it’s safe or not.

Indeed it was the upper levels of the basin where the changes had more of a profound effect, the skyline littered with towering pillars of what look liked rock, but were on closer inspection a bark like substance.

How had these things grown so fast?

Norapod dot the upper levels, jutting out from the swamp waters below. There are no means to venture out further without laying some decking down and building some walkways. But from where I stand on the basin’s edge, I can see what appears to be another land mass. Below fishes swim around, with strange lights following them. I shall have to catch a sample for studying.

Above a shadow stirred, accompanied by a deep buzzing sound, the fog obscured what it was.

It’s like this Age was stuck on pause, waiting for someone to come in and press play…I’ve visited a great many Ages, I’ve never seen a boom in wildlife on this scale…is it seasonal or something else?

Walkways need building, I would like to visit that secondary landmass, it could be a prime location to setup a small area to work in, and to protect the books.

Returning and a Bahro Encounter

Spent a lot of time up on the surface lately, previous to my departure I had a crazy few weeks that left me feeling burnt out and disillusioned with what we were doing.

I have spent time enjoying the weather, spending time with my family. All the while trying to push past how I feel, trying to find that spark again that drives me, it has been, difficult. Even more so when those I talk to for support feel the same way themselves, it’s easy to be drawn in and settle in that rut.

The other day I was stood out on the porch of our house on the phone to my parents in England, it was raining heavily and I felt the urge to return to Fahets. I had left on the eve of heading out into the Age further and exploring new areas for people to one day walk along, I had left my studies on the Age abandoned and I thought is this a healthy mentality to have, countless Ages to explore and are we to throw them aside when we grow bored of them?

So today I decided to head back down into the cavern, my previous notions about venturing out of the shadows to meet people had reversed, I now find comfort in the dark recesses of the cavern.
I decided to take a walk through one of the hoods, gaze out over the stretch of orange lake try and find that feeling I had when I first came down here, a feeling that has eluded me for years and continues to do so.
But I wasn’t as alone as I thought, as I walked towards the fountain area I spied a solitary Bahro staring at me, watching.
I walked up to him/her and it didn’t flee, just stood there chittering slightly, as I walked around him/her he/she moved around to face me. We stood there for several minutes in each others company, with I not saying a word (despite my desires to be able to actually communicate with them) before the Bahro vanished from view and I returned to Sul to turn in for the night.

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Progress in Ardin

I’ve been spending a large amount of time on Ardin with Steven lately, as a result several of my planned projects have fallen by the wayside.
It is hard not to stick around the Age, since our discovery in the temple by Jura we’ve been shown a large portion of the Age and learned a great many details regarding their ways, not to mention grasping their language. Steven being a linguist, picked it up pretty easily, I had more trouble but with him helping I soon picked it up, not that I would say I’m anywhere near the level he is, but I can speak to them just fine.

We’ve been building a hut near the Link in point after being given permission by the Aaki to do so, they did recommend building it up off of the waters edge for safety though.

It turns out the Link in point was the site of their previous village, many years ago. There were two “tribes” for lack of a better word, the Aaki and the Ish. Conflict eventually broke out and the Ish moved from the area and started raiding the Aaki village at night, the Aaki eventually moved to where the village is currently located, the boats and ladders are hauled up from the waters to stop the Ish from being able to breech the village.
Apparently the Ish haven’t been seen in years, but they still keep the security in place just in case.

The temple is dedicated to their deity Lah’zu, Jura is the temple keeper, looks after it, runs the ceremonies etc. It was he who discovered us during our investigation of the temple and took us to the village.
The Temple Keeper has 2 pupils who spend most of their life learning the customs so that they take over Jura’s position when he stops.

The village has an Elder who rules, with 4 “hands” who help and advise, the current Elder is Kurailin, which isn’t actually his full name as I first thought but it actually comprised of Kura (Aaki for Elder) and Ilin which is the Elders name.
The Elders and the 4 hands all have the white pearly masks we saw on the figure in the Temple. The masks are part of a rite of passage with the growing males. When they reach a certain age they are tasked with confronting a creature they call an Urbho. It is pretty much a fight to the death, if the young man wins they take the head plate from the Urbho and use it to craft a ceremonial mask, the mask is held as one of the most prized possessions to the young warrior.

The men go out each morning to collect food, be it from fishing or hunting larger pray. The women seem to keep to the village and deal with the children, teaching them as well as food preparation.

As for the village, the houses are made from vast barnacles they fish up from the oceans, they’re connected with wooden walkways and ladders, it’s a very communal feeling. We have spent a great many nights in the village and I can’t say I ever felt like I had any degree of privacy there, Steven it seems felt the same way, which is why he opted to build his hut near the Link in point.

At least I’m getting a nice tan from all this time spent on Ardin, I felt perhaps all my time in the caves in Sul was making me paler.

Ardin – Day 4

We were planning to head to the island at first light, but after discussing it we were not sure if the villagers went to the island on a daily basis or not, so we decided to wait a few hours until the time they went on the previous day to see.

The time came and passed, and we figured we would be fine to take a look. Mindful still that we may be observed we tried to sail behind the dotted rocks hoping we’d stay hidden until we reached the island.

As we approached we could see a wooden dock where they would fasten their boats, we continued to sail around the island to the back, opting to beach the raft there out of sight then walk back around.
A path connected the wooden dock to an entrance to a cave within the rock, mindful of there perhaps being people inside we carefully entered.
A flight of steps descended down into a rectangular room flanked by wooden columns, at the end sat on a what looked like a throne made of stone was a large figure. We couldn’t make out if the figure was actually made of gold or if it was covered in gold-leaf or something of that nature, but covering its face was a curious white mask carved from some strange material.

We located a recess where we could potentially stand without being seen and set about Writing a Linking Book to the temple so we could return to study it more without having to rely on the boat.

We spent about an hour there, looking around, making sketches and mapping it out before we felt it would be best if we left.

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