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>Tries to establish communication with Qothos (How?)
>[Rock] Offer the artifact, sacrifice this present (Every NPC rolls 1d6. On a 1 they die. Untie the temporal knot.)
>Let Tarm pray, give Qorthos the rock. Warn him first, so he may choose whether to be trapped in the past that is present, or face death in the present that is future.
> We mortals cannot decide for him, and his wisdom from him will be greater. Surely this was divine providence.
You let the heretical priest perform his prayers and mysticisms without interruption.
The tyr on the expedition were still motionless, frozen before their creator.
The titan for his part was standing, watching intensely.
Maybe with confusion?
In the moment of silence the Rock was moved by its cultists.
It was offered to the incandescent god.
Waiting for some kind of reaction, they began to explain the properties of the anchorage.
when he might need it and how, without saying that he also died in your past.
Was that his future or present?
No one dared to openly ask lest it anger Qothos or break something in time.
You did not know if the god had understood what th explained, but he moved and grabbed the Rock.
Picking it up without much difficulty, the runes on the gigantic rock lighting up in neon colors.
And the god ceased all movement, even the tongues of fire remained static.
Unable to leave the god behind, you waited.
*Other teams.
>Ask the creature if the path it showed will lead deeper into the city.
>Shake the tentacle once for yes, and twice for no.
>Then go through the door it pointed
You tried to speak to the creature, asking for the destination of the marked path.
Your questions barely ended before you suffered a mental invasion.
Pulsing headache as the strange creature pierced you with visions of flight and genocide.
The fire devoured you, flooding your veins in an exercise in empathy with the dead.
Symphonic howls was the necessary language of this understanding.
By the time you finished what could have been considered a conversation, you were exhausted.
Some of your companions catatonic with no hope of waking up.