Chapter 1: Prosperity

“Times are changing my child.” An elderly Hut man says as he sits in a creaky rocking chair outside of his small home on the edge of Wetitata. A small Weti girl with a large birthmark on her face sits on the ground by his feet tugging at the grass. Without looking up at him she replies: “What do you mean uncle? The time of the day always changes.” The elder lets out a deep chuckle. “No, my child. Not the time of day. Our way of life. There’s something in the air I…I just can’t put my fingers on it. A little bit of something good and maybe a pinch of something bad. Like a stew with the right amount of salt and pepper but a surprising taste of cayenne that catches you off guard.” The elder looks up into the sky towards the Titan Tower and stares with a look of hope in his eye. “Uncle, are you talking about the stew those heroes found in the Titan Tower?” The girl says with curiosity and confusion in her voice. The elder lets out another chuckle. “Yes, my dear.” He picks her up and places her on his lap. “I don’t know much about it to tell you the truth, but I have a strong feeling it will change our lives for the better.” The two sit and watch the sun crest behind the tower as the dark obsidian stones shine in the evening light.

With the discovery of the Titan's scrying pool, life on Boogatata has changed drastically for the people of the Wet and the Huts alike. Time has passed since the S.S. Chibli made its voyage to New Chibli and the two races have become more familiar with each other. Their cultures have blended and the two have even begun to create families with each other. Of course, this was not the doing of the scrying pool, but marks the beginning of a prosperous time for the people on Boogatata. The power of knowledge is a strong one and has given the elders the ability to see past their normal gaze.

Gazing into the scrying pool of the Titans allowed the elders to learn about the different cultures across Gurthe. From all the way on Boogatata, they were able to see what The Anchor looked like and the Huts that inhabited it. To the west, they were able to witness The Primordial Plane and the events that caused the devastating tsunami. To the south, an interesting island of a primitive species far less advanced than themselves. Not far from their own continent, they were able to see the barren wasteland and all the pain and horror that it holds.

The Hut and Weti people were fascinated by how large the world of Gurthe actually was and so, they used the scrying pool to fuel their curiosity to explore and learn more about the mysteries surrounding the planet. For starters, the worry that another tsunami would strike Boogatata was present in a lot of people still so, the leaders of Wetitata and New Chibli combined their resources to construct beacons in the water out to sea. Each of these beacons would have a dedicated Weti or Hut in them where they could light a flame to warn if another disaster was imminent. To do such a construction far away from land would have needed advanced boating technology. So, the people of New Chibli got to work crafting and experimenting on superior ways of water travel. Since the ocean floor is only 6 feet deep across the planet, they were able to construct massive ships that could, if needed, expand their bottoms to stand at the bottom of the ocean and build from. This made beacon construction an easier task.

With the discovery of other life on Gurthe, the elders of Wetitata looked to expand their own knowledge by documenting all they knew of the creation of the world and their cultures. Great libraries and record buildings were constructed to hold the histories of Gurthe and the documentation of those who visited Boogatata. The Weti were fascinated with what the elders told them of the Heroes of Gurthe, as they’ve been dubbed. Those who fought the Harbinger and saved Boogatata from more imminent tsunamis and the destruction of Hex. Their gratitude was shown in the way of constructed statues outside the Tower of Titans. Not powerful enough to be considered equals, but still strong enough to be respected and acknowledged.

A time of great prosperity fell on the people of Boogatata and The Anchor as information spread there as well, causing more people to sail from across the sea. A true collaboration of all that was good, to finally bring everyone together…as one. One Gurthe.

“Uncle, I want to see the Heroes of Gurthe. Can we visit them someday?” The small Weti girl looks up at the elder as they walk near the docks of New Chibli. She holds his hand and sees his smile quickly change to a neutral look as he stops and looks to the shore as the ground begins to shake.