Loose threads aberrations emerging from desert, a ton of divinatory "threads" (see end of page), serpentfolk soul cage being hidden
Participants Ishka'tar, Ash, Ninivit, Norva Darkstone, Unova-5
Locations Tomb of the Oracles
Short summary: We set out to a Saqqaran tomb in service of Ishka'tar, as she sought out its guardian sphinx for knowledge on divination. On our way we were attacked by a gug who was freed, 'changed', and sent after us; we investigated the direction it came from and found desert sands where an elven voice warned about an irnakurse emerging. Both attackers were eliminated.
We went back and entered the tomb to speak with Khafre. He questioned Ishka'tar on her conviction, then led her to the divination orb mentioned in reports. We all looked into it with her and found ourselves in a dreamscape, where the spirit of a Saqqaran man (or similar) was resting. He told her about navigating the magic, then sent us to an ancient view of a Saqqaran temple.
It was lively because of prep for a prophecy; Ishka pulled us to the hour, and a young man named Senbu (later The Last High Scribe of Saqqara) stopped during his ceremony to give her a spiritual version of the drink they used, which helped her see through time. Saqqara disappeared, and the spirit congratulated her, then suggested she study past and present for practice.
We looked at the past and saw an underground ritual conducted by hundreds of humans. Ishka struggled a bit, so Ash helped her learn the ritual caused illusions, and Norva helped me push through one — below, a few humans conducted a ritual on an egg of a dragon they named Tiamat. In the present, we reached a ruined serpentfolk city and avoided then fought spirits, finding a fake soul cage a bone prophet hid.
We were tired, so afterwards we left the orb and tomb for another day.
Threads
## Past
* A bright star,
* That very same star, but inverted somehow, like a dark reflection,
* Massive continuous explosions that are almost blinding to look at,
* Countless hordes marching behind a single entity,
* ▒▀▆▀▆▀▉▃▀▆▒░▉,
* [An egg lying dormant in the earth],
* A vast and terrible ocean, crashing wildly,
* Hundreds of elements pushing back an all-consuming void,
* Saqqarans lounging about in a small village,
* Three societies begin to rise with
* The clanging of machinery and the sound of gunfire,
* A mountain's shadow,
* Several swords sticking out of the ground,
* Rabbits playing in the snow,
* Roots that should have long since died managing to persist,
* A little orange mushroom
## Present
* The Sun shining bright,
* A shadow on the wall,
* Giants mobilizing in snowy mountains,
* [Serpents scheming and making plans,]
* A man surrounded by broken skulls,
* A slow procession of cloaked figures walking under the moon,
* A city that is still full of revelry after finally being returned to where it was meant to be,
* Tiny little elements, offshoots of what came before, flit about doing their business:
* Snowflakes do their best to avoid the many flames that surround them,
* Sparks of fire search desperately for heat amidst the cold,
* A mantis dances with glee as things fall into place
## Future
* The moon floating high above, shrouded in fog with a crack that almost makes it look like an eye staring down at her.