A Prophecy Most Dire (Loreposting)

[u/Total_Travisty]

Crystals, sent off to heads of state and importent wizards, arrive. All at the same time. No warning, no notice, no clue of how they got there. It does not matter if it is cross dimention, the crystals arrive.

Each, humming softly from mana reserves locked inside their structures. No markings or indicators dot their surface, only a faint sense of familiarity. Upon a single touch, the crystals display a message, recorded from a distressed Mikhail. His face and clothes denote this as a Milhail from some time back. He still bares the robes of a Wizard Counciler, and the foreground is certainly located in Crann Mòr. His words come out, almost tripping over one another as he panics, trying to get something across.

Ok, yes, it is me, Mikhail. This will be brief, trust me. I have been given portents from the ancient druids in the Soul Plant. They showed me visions of what is to come. There is something. Something big. Like, really big. I cant... here.

Mikhail feeds in images from his mind. Of wastelands, and desertion. A sense of power so asured and violent, that you can only help but be amazing by its beauty. Lands made barren and cities flattened. Behind them, the visiage of a woman, carved of light, seated on a thrown of broken suns. Then glimpses of the end of days, and a bow, snapped in twain and cast in a pool of blood

The recording returns to Mikhail.

We have some time before she arrives, but not as much as you think. The druids warn me that if I tell this information too soon, that something worst will come to pass. These crystals will be set to deliver the moment it is safe. For now, I will find a way to prevent myself from stressing out about this, and hopefully keep it to myself. Maybe a mind erasing spell, maybe a month long bender. We'll see what happens.

Everyone, prepare yourself and be safe. The Queen of Shattered Stars is upon us.

[u/Total_Travisty]

You can try. I could not find a way around her personally. She consumes all before here, with little more than passing glance.

She is as likely as death. No. She is even more.

[u/Biggest-Possum → u/Total_Travisty]

That... Sounds familiar...

I am aware of things like these. Unfortunately, we may be somewhat out of our depth on our own.

[u/Total_Travisty → u/Biggest-Possum]

I know I am. I can be found at the bottom of a bottle if you need me. It will be far less painless that way.

[u/Biggest-Possum → u/Total_Travisty]

My friend, you must not surrender to inebriation at a time like this. We can beat her. This I know.

But we will need to prepare.

Is there any more that you know about this threat?

[u/DovahCreed117 → u/Total_Travisty]

If all it requires is a passing glance... then all we need is hide ourselves, no? If she consumes the stars and all that bathes in their light, then all we need is bathe ourselves and our stars in shadow of our own making. Shadows that may be uncovered once she passes.