Broken Frontiers Mysterious Texts

> Y’wor, child of Ood, god of movement, caster of air, master of rivers, was tasked with the responsibility of guiding mortals to Mal’s [ island / prison ]. It is in this [ resting place / inn ] that Y’wor found [ rest / solace ], and when it rained, she slept in the Cave of Respite. Y’wor prayed that when the mortals will have arrived, her father’s brother will be kind and gentle to them.
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##### Runes found on a giant slab in the Cave of Respite

> In the time before time, when man and creator were brothers, peace was existing. But men had an attacking with men out from the anger of desire, and life joy was imprisoned in the domain of chaos. There was a resting here, in the cave of respite, and a discovery is made for humankind. A scent brought men to their roots, at the nose of the wolf of the world.
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##### Runes translated from a shrine of the Oradh Dath:

> The [Island] of [Life Joy]
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> Once in the history of the gods there had existed a time when [mortals] had power and [wealth] and [life joy]. But time is a [river] and mortals evolved [bitterness] and [dishonesty].
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> Mal captured the power and wealth and life joy of the mortals and cast it into the heavens for the mortals to grasp at, [just beyond their reach]. It is written that mortals will not be able to reach Mal's [island / prison / isolated hearth] until they discover again that it is the duty and love of the hand to wash its brother.
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> This love will be found in the bottom sands of the hourglass of the world, where ice breaks from the shore and [tar] [breaths] below, feasting on past ships.
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##### From a book, lost deep in the archives of Gywyn University:

> Once in the history of the universe there existed a time when mortals had everything. But the river of time led mortals astray and they were corrupted.
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> Mal took their joy and cast it into the heavens, out of mortal reach. They will not be able to escape the frozen river worlds until they discover again the godliness within them.
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> Y’wor, child of Ood, god of movement, caster of air, master of rivers, boatman to all, was tasked with guiding mortals out of the frozen river. In every respite, Y’wor prayed for peace and kindess.
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> They will find godliness in the bottom sands of the hourglass of the world, in the center of everything, through determination. Though many do not know the way, it is etched into the heart of mages.
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##### From 3 leather cases, taken back from the Black:

Inside a deep, powerful red case, with a non-working 24-hour pocket watch on one side. The watch has runic markings but appears to be pointing to 8:00

> In the center, arcane light
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> Source of mage’s strength and sight
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> Seek the one who guides their way
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> And by his guidance turns the day
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Inside a bright, mysterious yellow case, with a watch apparently pointing to 24:00

> In the center, without light
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> Source of secrets, source of flight
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> Seek the one who dares not enter
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> Yet reveals the truest center
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Inside a full, comforting blue case, with a watch apparently pointing to 16:00

> In the center, holy light
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> Source of hero’s divine right
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> Seek the one who brings creation
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> Through imbued determination
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Note: the middle text has been seen before in a dream by Olin Derksen upon the sails of the Starlit Zeppelin.

## Texts about the Venntricular Key

##### From a notebook owned by Aeth'ir Atreyu after a visit from The Recruits into the past:

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> June 17th, 2190
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> Heard back from Goffman, no news about The Black. Concerned about pressing further if rumors are true.
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> Visited the GUAMT to speak to Runic Society about Frozen River Worlds. Given other texts they've discovered, answer likely on the missing piece: the heart of the matter, where all mysteries seem to intersect. Dubbed the Venntricular Key while search commences.
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> July 2nd, 2190
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> Attended Harold Goffman's funeral. Tragic end for such an inquisitive man. Authorities have written it off as an accident, but I suspect this is the response to a certain investigation made last month. I won't be pursuing further.
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> November 18th, 2190
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> Visited Acadia about my theories on time. As I feared, I might be correct. This may be the end of my part in this mystery, then. Adventurers, should you find this journal, seek out Acadia. If time is kind to us, the technology will be sufficient by your era.
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##### Read by Cassy while on rust in the Fortress of Remembrance after exploring beyond a door marked "The Venntricular Key"

> Mission Report from Captain Quiermos:
> The transaction was a success today. The runic stone set for transfer to the North Bay made it into the hands of appropriate authority without any interruptions or interference. I hope not to bring bad luck upon future transfers, but I am thoroughly glad to have had such a boring mission for once. And yet, I could not help but feel eyes on me as I supervised the exchange. I checked the shadows and found nothing, but it felt - for a moment - as if the shadows themselves were watching me. Perhaps I have been reading too many stories. I will remain vigilant for the remaining transfers of the Venntricular Key.
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