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Some of the Helovian's were quite clever, and had already deduced that it was the marshes that needed his care and attention. Truthfully, from what he had seen and what he was told, he thought that they had all forgotten about those lands labeled as dead, and then forgotten. There had been monsters there, for a time, hadn't there? Or was that perhaps just some nonsense that someone told him? Honestly, he couldn't remember. But, that was all just to say that for those who hadn't guessed where his tasks would take place, he very much doubted that they would be surprised by it. "Friends! The time has come!" He called out. Kisamoa's voice was magically amplified throughout the land, and extending in fact a great deal farther than normal means could have carried it. This was no mere chit chat he wanted, nor was it going to be an attempt to buy their friendship (a trick that the Moon Goddess could quite clearly do a great deal better than he could). No, this was down to the real meat and bones of the thing. It was why he was here, and, as he had told them right from the get go, he needed their help. "Don't be afraid! I know these lands have crossed several of your minds since my arrival and you were all quite correct! It doesn't take the likes of me to convince you of the poor state that they are in now." That you have let them be in, he wanted to add, but didn't. Instead, he smiled charmingly and waited. "Join round, and I shall tell you just what it is that I require of you." Kisamoa paused, waiting for the majority of those who were likely to arrive, to do just that. "Friends. Our first task must be to remove the filth that has been allowed to overtake this area. There is so much death ... and we must rid this land of it. Already you can see bones littered everywhere! Our first task is to collect as many bones as we can, and pile them here. For those of you who know the God of the Earth, you will know that forever everything, he has a plan. There is a plan for these bones as well! Not a thing will go to waste!" His smile widened, and he offered a warm and benevolent grin to those who looked uneasy at the thought of collecting bones. "Not everything is easy friends, but it is a task that we must do - one that I simply cannot do on my own!" He looked around once more, squinting off into the distance. "There are also any number of other obstacles to clear ... trees which have grown dead and fallen against one another are blocking out the sun in a number of places. There are places were the water is dammed, places were mold has taken over! Anything that you see, please, find a way to rectify. And remember! Bones must be brought here!" Kisamoa has finally revealed what he needs help with! He needs the Helovian's to help restore the Marshes! For all natural obstacles (dams, places where the sun is being blocked, places where things are overgrown, etc) use your ingenuity to clear them! Because there has been so much death, Kisamoa also asks that you collect as many bones that you find, and pile them where he currently is (you can just say in your threads that you "bring them where they need to go" or something similiar). The territories which border on the 'deadlands' (aka the marshes) which need to be cleared, are: The Endless Blue, the Ancient Rotunda, and the Veins of the Gods. FAQ 1. You don't have to post to this thread, but it's recommended! 2. You don't have to have joined any of the other SWP threads in order to participate! Start at any time! 3. Feel free to make your own 'gathering' threads, or join someone elses! #teamwork! |
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SWP :: And so it begins
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