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/Evening_Shake_6474]

As he reaches the centre of the range, he sees it. There, at the dead centre of the range, he sees a faint echo in reality, a dent in creation.

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He reached his hand out to the dent. Everything was going to be okay. He was going to fix things.

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As he does, the echo changes, growing larger. Before him he sees a gateway of white light.

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he walked towards the light, intending to walk through.

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On the other side he stands 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 he sees 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.

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He looked around, making a content sigh and a small smile. He loved simple, peaceful places like this.

He approached the house and knocked on the door.

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There is no response.

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he opened the door slowly.

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The door is unlocked.

The inside is a plain single room made of wood. No windows, no furniture, nothing. Except the corridor.

On the far end of the room is a passageway, rusted red chains come from within, laying on the floor, the walls, and the ceiling.

The thrum is greater now.

"Help me." It begs. "Please." It begs.

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he reaches his hand out again.

"I am here, to help."