No Answer
Tilmaires, day 29 of the month Lormesta in the year 5102

***TECHNICAL NOTE***
This log is from Opalina's player, and, therefore, the "you" references in this log refer to said character, not Iscikella.
***END NOTE***

[Hall of the King]
Sunlight shines through the ice, nearly blinding in intensity. One altar of pure white sits in the center of the room, in front of a massive mural on the north wall. An intense energy flows through the room, as powerful in its own way as the sunlight.
Obvious exits: down.

You kneel down.

You murmur some prayers under your breath.

You recite:
"Mighty Koar
Help lead me to do the right thing
the council member said if I accept him he will have mercy
Should I believe him?
Koar I want to do what I can to help protect this town."

You murmur some prayers under your breath.

You recite:
"But if I accept him
I take the risk that he just destorys the town anyway
And I lose myself in the process
Help me please."

(Opalina bows her head)

You recite:
"Mighty King, Protector of honor
Watcher of the world
awaken in this time of need and guide me
Raise your head and your voice
Help me."

You recite:
"Mighty King, Protector of honor
Watcher of the world
awaken in this time of need and guide me
Raise your head and your voice
Help the town."

You recite:
"Mighty King, Protector of honor
Watcher of the world
awaken in this time of need and guide me
Raise your head and your voice
Help Elanthia"

You recite:
"Hear the call of the people
Hear the call of my heart
hear the call of our souls
The council is free
the destruction they claim is at hand
Help us. Help me"

You murmur some prayers under your breath.

You begin to meditate on your lot in life.

A sudden fierce gust of wind howls through the area!

You gulp.

(Opalina pulls her cloak around her as she tries not to fall at the sudden gust of winds)

You recite:
"Mighty Koar
I seek your guidance
Help me to know the right course"

You murmur some prayers under your breath.

You begin to meditate on your lot in life.

Look wall
A man sits upon a massive throne. He is huge, with flowing grey hair and beard, shaggy brows and a forehead deeply creased with thought. His eyes are weary and brooding, and a gold crown sits upon his head. The sunlight has been directed through this wall, making him shine with golden light. He radiates power and command, and you cannot fight the sense of awe that sweeps through you.

You reach out and touch a white altar.

You recite:
"Koar
Mighty King
Protector of honor
Help me to do the right thing
keep me from doing no evil
Keep me from hurting others
Help me to be honorable in all things I do
Help this Town to have faith
And believe in their strengths."

You murmur some prayers under your breath.

You recite:
"Mighty Koar
There are Vessels the council have hidden
Help us to find them
If we are able to find them we may have a chance to free ourselves
and Free the council to move on in their deathly state."

The sound of silence is deafening.



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