A Tale of a Vortex Valve
Written by: Anonymous
Date: Tuesday, May 17th, 2011
Addressed to: Everyone
Late in Estar, strange keenings from a valve on the Plane of Vortex drew
the attention of the Illuminati. To the disgust of Arian L'Aumes, who
had recently traveled through the valve, it became apparent that the
opening was sickened and afflicted by parasitic fleshlings. Rot and
gangrene spread through the fleshy lips, turning from healthful pink to
infected green and black.
As the stench grew and the Red Hand guards spoke of cauterising the
source of the rot to protect their plane, the Illuminati sought the
wisdom of their own Shimotabi Xiim. With a contemplative nod, the Most
Venerable Shimotabi Xiim spoke of a body reacting against strange,
foreign things. And was not the Vortex a living thing? Did it not
breathe and react?
Even as Vuris Ama'rua and Arian L'Aumes pondered this wisdom, it was
Annick Daienaisus who grasped the truth behind the words of Shimotabi
and the Red Hands. He seized his blades and made to the Fire Plane. He
returned in triumph, bringing fiery essence to the afflicted valve, and
was rewarded by the valve seeming to grow healthy.
Gaudiguch mustered behind Annick, gathering more and more essence to
heal their afflicted Plane. Finally, as the last motes of flaming
essence dropped into the valve, the lips spasmed and healed entirely,
saving Vortex from further infection. It further became clear that the
valve had widened, revealing an easier passage between the Eternal Fire
and the Vortex Falls.
Penned by My hand on the 20th of Urlachmar, in the year 296 CE.