Attention, All Godlings
Jul. 12th, 2012 11:40 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Hello, Godlings. Have you all been playing nicely together? I do hope so. You'll need to.
You've done well otherwise so far. Finding your lost treasures. But those won't be enough. There is more to find.
[Filter: Celts]
A secret has been lost in Eire, and it sings where the living voices went silent.
[Filter: Egyptians]
Once your blood ran through the veins of kings, and their power remains there buried. Find it, and it is yours again.
[Filter: Greeks]
Westward where the son of Troy, and the children of Venus and Mars brought forth their power, a piece remains.
[Filter: Hindu]
Far in the East, near where warriors come forth from the earth, a touch of power remains. Its music can make you dance again.
[Filter: Judeo-Christians]
You must seek the song in the wilderness again to find the lost power, far to the Devil's own continent.
[Filter: Norse]
The mountains hold secrets again, high in the clouds, but you must go south to seek the power that was lost. It sings in the shadow of the lost city.
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Remember. You must strike while the time is hot. Let it grow cool, and it may slip through your fingers.
You've done well otherwise so far. Finding your lost treasures. But those won't be enough. There is more to find.
[Filter: Celts]
A secret has been lost in Eire, and it sings where the living voices went silent.
[Filter: Egyptians]
Once your blood ran through the veins of kings, and their power remains there buried. Find it, and it is yours again.
[Filter: Greeks]
Westward where the son of Troy, and the children of Venus and Mars brought forth their power, a piece remains.
[Filter: Hindu]
Far in the East, near where warriors come forth from the earth, a touch of power remains. Its music can make you dance again.
[Filter: Judeo-Christians]
You must seek the song in the wilderness again to find the lost power, far to the Devil's own continent.
[Filter: Norse]
The mountains hold secrets again, high in the clouds, but you must go south to seek the power that was lost. It sings in the shadow of the lost city.
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Remember. You must strike while the time is hot. Let it grow cool, and it may slip through your fingers.