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  2. page BadlandsRecap edited Action Summary 1150.1497 -- Confidential Task: (Unofficial) Badlands Reconnaissance Project M…

    Action Summary 1150.1497 -- Confidential
    Task: (Unofficial) Badlands Reconnaissance
    Project Manager: Grisham, PM 1
    Assigned: Civil Deputy Team 1150.3, code name "Second Run"
    Estimated TTC: N/A
    Contract Value: None
    Special Parameters: None
    Summary: Second Run (SR) entered the Badlands with the intent to:
    find and retrieve Ingress survivors.
    discover the truth of a hidden cache of AT units
    More than two dozen Ingress survivors have been taking to a quarantine camp, from whence they will be assimilated into Aurum or repatriated across the river.
    The AT units discovered are of a design we had not yet encountered, 'AU'. These are highly capable units designed by the radical General Julio Skeuomorph, and was equipped with a devastating Orbital Ballistic device. It appears to be a homing device for a large inert missile deployed from low orbit. The AU unit is presumed destroyed. These AU units are able to operate to a limited degree without an attached docent. Moreover, the docent remains appear to be of an advanced design.
    Sub-Actions:
    I know now what happened to my arm, and it was disgusting. Fuel for the gate-fire, I suppose.
    The source of The Hunch as been found and destroyed. While it hasn't been a problem recently, I for one am glad it is gone for good.
    Observations:
    The ogre population remains under intense pressure since our last war with them.
    Second Run continues to be very enterprising. I predict "Dreamskin" is about to become the next fashion craze.
    Recommendations:
    All available archive materials relating to the Gnomish Purity movement should be thoroughly searched for mentions of similar bases.
    Any additional "Orbital Ballistic" devices must be found and destroyed. Even without the guidance of an AU, they could be very destructive.
    We must prevent the Academy from knowing the full import of what they discovered. A disinformation campaign may be called for.
    We should make a roster of teams to send into the deep hole left behind by the explosion at Terrorhand Keep.

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Wednesday, May 11

  1. page Okothan edited ... To the east run the Black Cliffs, falling into the ocean. Behind them are the ogre hills. To …
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    To the east run the Black Cliffs, falling into the ocean. Behind them are the ogre hills. To the west of Okothan deep green water flows into the bay where, a hundred yards from shore, the seabed drops suddenly into darkness.
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    There are four sites of primal elemental power in and around Okothan. Something powerful still dwells in these places. Their druidic names have been long forgotten.
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    Related People and Places
    Solame - our group’s guide. Family-oriented. Wary. Perceptive.
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  2. page Okothan edited Okothan is the westernmost of the famous cliff cities of the Southern Reach. A former province of…
    Okothan is the westernmost of the famous cliff cities of the Southern Reach. A former province of Aurum it now a ruin that clings to the sculpted terraces of the last of the Ogre Hills, facing west over the vast expanse of swampland that is the Maschaket Delta, and south over the bay. From the stone wharf pilings at sea to the tiny houses at the highest terraces, the ruined buildings still have some of their old riot of colors. The garden terraces are overrun by trees and vines.
    To the east run the Black Cliffs, falling into the ocean. Behind them are the ogre hills. To the west of Okothan deep green water flows into the bay where, a hundred yards from shore, the seabed drops suddenly into darkness.
    Locations
    *The Sandbar* - Runs along the shore past Okothan and then turns south, as the river continually deposits its silt.
    *Tocryn's Landing* - A shelf of rock juts out from the base of the hill. There is little recognizable here but for the outlines of cobbled roads and the foundations of buildings. The old gnomes built a fine plaza here surrounded by ornate buildings that housed theaters, hotels, restaurants, marketplaces, and traders in valuable goods. All the conveniences meant to separate sailors from their accumulated pay. The stone piers of multiple wharfs dot the water. Iron boat racks have all but rusted into piles of orange dust.
    *Wilmin's Keep* - Proctor Wilmin was the third generation governor of this city (1250 years ago), and was responsible for dredging the river and fortifying the town. The keep occupies the westernmost peak: it isn’t the highest point but it has a great tactical advantage over the bay. The walls were thick and clad in bright orange stone. The vault of the keep was opened by Second Run and its dangerous contents removed (many AT units)
    *The Great Slide* - a mile-long waterslide to the east of the city. Once a massive tourist attraction.
    Druid Retreats
    There are four sites of primal elemental power in and around Okothan. Something powerful still dwells in these places. Their druidic names have been long forgotten.
    *The crystal caves* - can be reached from Wilmin's Keep and a few other places.
    *The aerie* - somewhere near the top of the Black Cliffs
    *The Grove* - unknown
    *The cave of fire* - part of the same cave network as the crystal cave, but quite a distance from it.
    Related People and Places
    Solame - our group’s guide. Family-oriented. Wary. Perceptive.
    Radunia - A town in the great swamp. The people there know about Okothan.
    Lourdes (of All Elements) - deceased. Was killed while trying to attune to the primal elemental spaces
    Nakek - The guide of Lourde’s expedition, related to Solame. Saved by Second Run.
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    A Letter from His Resplendence

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    Those were fine days for us. While the Locutor was occupied with matters of state we slipped away from our tutors to explore. The delta and its sweeping expanse of wilderness; the powerful updrafts of the badlands; the underwater city where mermen schooled fish; the crystal and fire caves. Although the druids would chase us away if they could catch us, we even penetrated the elemental sanctuaries. The eldest druid carried a heavy shillelagh, and we felt the blunt end of it more than once. We sank a smuggler's yacht north of the slide, then spent the rest of the day riding the great slide over and over again. We dug emeralds out of the mud off the banks of the Maschacket. We tried to plumb the depths of the Harbor and would have died in the attempt but for a watchful locanth. We hunted wild sheep in the hills, the kind with the sharp horns that aren't easy to catch.
    Every day was a new adventure, but at night our playground was Okothan. The inns were full of music and firelight. The theaters showed plays from around the world. Very late at night the street vendors would trade us hot nuts and fried meats for coppers (they had the better end of the deal I'm afraid). Sometimes we would befriend children who would take us home with them and ask their parents if we could be kept as pets. We made lasting friendships with a few of them, and our father taught us to bring gifts when we were guests in a house. However far afield we went during the day Okothan was our home at night. Like a mother gathering up her bruised and tired sons, she welcomed us.
    WeI can nevernot turn back
    Best Wishes,
    H.
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Sunday, April 3

  1. page A Letter from His Resplendence edited ... Dear Evie & Co I was both pleased and surprised to receive your message, conceived as it …
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    Dear Evie & Co
    I was both pleased and surprised to receive your message, conceived as it was with so much circumspect urgency. When I became aware of it I did not hesitate to act nor have I regretted my haste. Had the Academy found Okothan's vault before us or taken its contents the repercussions would have been lengthly and severe. The Academy's ambitions are held at bay for one more day. For your part, you did not disappoint.
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    As one flesh-bound intelligence to another I offer you my memories of Okothan and perhaps, if my pen does not fail me, a little of how I felt.
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    Every day was a new adventure, but at night our playground was Okothan. The inns were full of music and firelight. The theaters showed plays from around the world. Very late at night the street vendors would trade us hot nuts and fried meats for coppers (they had the better end of the deal I'm afraid). Sometimes we would befriend children who would take us home with them and ask their parents if we could be kept as pets. We made lasting friendships with a few of them, and our father taught us to bring gifts when we were guests in a house. However far afield we went during the day Okothan was our home at night. Like a mother gathering up her bruised and tired sons, she welcomed us.
    We can never turn back the clock, but I hope to see Okothan live again some day. It will never be part of my own realm, but the day may come when another will claim it and breathe life into it. Until that day I leave this wondrous gem in the care of its deep guardian.
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  2. page A Letter from His Resplendence edited Dear Evie & Co I was both pleased and surprised to receive your message, conceived as it wa…

    Dear Evie & Co
    I was both pleased and surprised to receive your message, conceived as it was with so much circumspect urgency. When I became aware of it I did not hesitate to act nor have I regretted my haste. Had the Academy found Okothan's vault before us or taken its contents the repercussions would have been lengthly and severe. The Academy's ambitions are held at bay for one more day. For your part, you did not disappoint.
    AT-88 and his docent Marty are curious ones, are they not. Filled as they are with loyalty and knowledge I often wonder how they feel? Their creators often debated this problem: can an intellect bound to metal and stone be said to feel emotion? I think so but certainly they must feel it differently than we do. We who are bound to flesh instead of metal must by extension experience the world differently than they do and so our feelings are not the same.
    As one flesh-bound intelligence to another I offer you my memories of Okothan and perhaps, if my pen does not fail me, a little of how I felt.
    I and my brood mates Augustus and Cooper spent most of a summer here, brought by our adopted father. While he attended his councils we three explored the bay and all of its surroundings. Okothan was never a great city, but it was beautiful and welcoming. From a sailor's point of view it quite literally shone like a gem. When the sun was low in the sky its light was broken into thousands of hues by the buildings and their faceted glazing then spilled out onto the harbor as a great wheel of color. Our favorite place to be in the evenings was over the harbor, gliding in slow circles tracing the outlines of the wheel below us. This is my first and last memory of Okothan that summer: a sea breeze; the wheel of lights beneath me; my brood mates on either side.
    Those were fine days for us. While the Locutor was occupied with matters of state we slipped away from our tutors to explore. The delta and its sweeping expanse of wilderness; the powerful updrafts of the badlands; the underwater city where mermen schooled fish; the crystal and fire caves. Although the druids would chase us away if they could catch us, we even penetrated the elemental sanctuaries. The eldest druid carried a heavy shillelagh, and we felt the blunt end of it more than once. We sank a smuggler's yacht north of the slide, then spent the rest of the day riding the great slide over and over again. We found emeralds in the deep muds off the banks of the Maschacket. We tried to plumb the depths of the Harbor and would have died in the attempt but for a watchful locanth. We hunted wild sheep in the hills, the kind with the sharp horns that aren't easy to catch.
    Every day was a new adventure, but at night our playground was Okothan. The inns were full of music and firelight. The theaters showed plays from around the world. Very late at night the street vendors would trade us hot nuts and fried meats for coppers (they had the better end of the deal I'm afraid). Sometimes we would befriend children who would take us home with them and ask their parents if we could be kept as pets. We made lasting friendships with a few of them, and our father taught us to bring gifts when we were guests in a house. However far afield we went during the day Okothan was our home at night. Like a mother gathering up her bruised and tired sons, she welcomed us.
    We can never turn back the clock, but I hope to see Okothan live again some day. It will never be part of my own realm, but the day may come when another will claim it and breathe life into it. Until that day I leave this wondrous gem in the care of its deep guardian.
    Best Wishes,
    H.

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