The Emerging

Update #1:  As night falls, the world is cast into an strange, deep darkness. Though there appears to be no cloud cover in sight, the usual light of the moon and stars is strangely absent.

This heavy darkness sinks deeper and deeper as the night drones on, so all-encompassing that the inhabitants of Boreas and Auster collectively take it as a warning and decide to hunker down until daybreak

That decision proves a smart one. Throughout the night the tremors begin, gentle at first but then growing more violent with each passing hour. Though some injuries may be sustained through the night, most of them are minor and easily shaken off.

As dawn breaks, the quaking slows to a halt, casting a vibrant red glow across the sky. A sinister sense of foreboding hangs in the air.

Somewhere in central Boreas a strange land has appeared, set not far from the opening of Glowshroom Cavern.

Despite its sudden appearance, this place seems anything but newly-constructed. The tall stone spikes, which reach higher than any tree, bear the marks of countless seasons; their surfaces weathered and sun-bleached. Somehow it is obvious this place is not a new creation, but yet it seems impossible that no one has ever encountered it before.

This place seems dangerous, but begs to be explored.

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Update #2: The sun continues its ascent into the sky, though its light doesn't seem to fully break the color that now stains the sky blood-red.

Little can be gleaned from the spikes themselves. Their heights are impressive, their angles sharp and menacing. They seem to be immovable, no amount of force can get them to budge or sway. The soil surrounding the spikes is solid and compact in some sections, though between the structures becomes much looser and easier to dig into, crumbling under paw.

At the base of some of the structures, some odd carvings can be seen etched into the stone. Some are badly weathered and barely discernible, but the figures on some are obvious- the face of a strange, foreign creature can be seen, its mouth contorted into a scream of terror.

The air, once eerily still, is broken as a slow breeze begins to move through the field. The sound that it creates as it whistles through the spikes is ominous- the sound is oddly mournful. A dissonant cry- or perhaps a warning? The sound is unsettling, and you swear the warning is coming from the spikes themselves.

The danger is still present....

WARNING: Continuing to post in The Prominence forum from this point on may cause some temporary bad effects on characters. This does not include things like skill point loss, gemstone loss, loss of items, maims, or anything permanently disabling yet.

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Update #3: The Prominence continues to be explored, but its secrets are not yet revealed. The spikes stand as stable as ever, and the howling wind grows louder and louder.

The days drone on, though the blood-red sky remains. The nights remain strangely dark, as though the light of the stars and the moon have been swallowed by the void.

The danger persists....

Current task: 25 different characters must dig (Complete)

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Update #3: At The Prominence, wolves and other creatures begin to dig, driven by instinct they can't ignore- they begin to burrow down into the soil, one by one digging deeper. Their relentless claws tear through layers of dirt meant to remain undisturbed, and beneath the ground something begins to stir.

The earth begins to move in slow tremors, almost imperceptibly at first, then with a slowly rising intensity. Whatever is moving deep below seems enraged, angered by the disturbance, roused from a slumber meant to be eternal. The slow, deliberate earthquakes ripple out from the center of the land, echoing like a heartbeat from the depths below.

The trembling soil murmurs a warning, an whisper that reminds them: some things are meant to remain hidden, undisturbed. This place is not a place of honor... nothing valued lies here, nothing that was ever meant to be found.

Everyone is forced to vacate... for now.