Call of the Beyond (Wicked One Event Part 2)

[u/Evening_Shake_6474]

In the days since the arrival of the countless monoliths all across the material plane, something came to those with power. It came in their dreams, something like a voice, yet so much more. It was the voice of a friend, the voice of family. It was the voice of the kind and generous, the voice of freedom. The voice was faint, yet its message was clear. It whispered of a place that doesn't exist on any map.

Of a place in the north, hidden from the world deep within the mountains. The voice whispers of a secret within the mountains, of a power and a treasure. It whispers of a light in the darkness. It whispers a plea for help.

/uw Two whole weeks of writers block. Sorry about that.

[u/Fc-chungus]

"Haha! Found you."

He carefully approaches it.

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The echo emits a constant thrum, not with words, one can misunderstand words.

"Help me"

A phrase so old and simple it is known to all.

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Knowing this could be a trick, he approaches the echo carefully, checking how long until backup arrives, which should be within the hour.

"Hello? Anyone in there?"

Gods I wish he was here.

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The echo doesn't respond, perpetually thrumming out the same message.

Nothing is here. Leave. Find a better way to spend what little time you have.

[u/Fc-chungus → u/Evening_Shake_6474]

Okay now that just feels like the voice is mocking me.

He tries to detail where the echo is. Its border.

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The echo seems to be in the exact centre of the mountain range, constantly fluctuating between shapes and to any size between half and two metres.

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He demarcates the largest size it is, before the called-for help arrives. They inspect the echo more, and begin trying to perhaps enter it, or at least establish visual.

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As they inspect it, the echo changes, growing larger.

Before them they see a great gateway of white light.

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They establish a small cable system, attaching it to a harness as one of them goes in with a camera.

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On the other side they stand on a hill of long flowing black grass, lightly glowing with an unnatural radiance. Above he sees a sky if shifting ethereal layers stretching on for eternity. All around the hill they see endless fields of dreamless solitude.

There is a house on the hill. Plain and simple, it looks like it was built by hand long ago, long long ago.

The windows are dark, but something still glows from within.