Per Consilium Nostrum

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## Per Consilium Nostrum

### Found By

Rae, Wolf, Addie, Easton, Ven, and Centross

### Location Found

The Mysonry Cave

This book was found in The Mysonry Cave.

## Transcription

[The pages are worn and burned, the edges frayed. The handwriting is neat and elegant.]

-Its all gone, everything. Everyone is gone its-

Gods its all in flame-

[The page is torn out]

Its been days. Weeks maybe?

I fled to the outskirts of what remains, hoping for anyone lingering.

Seems my hope was rightfully placed, as the days went by I was joined by others.

Survivors.

They looked to me.

There was nothing left and they looked to me.

With terror in their eyes they looked to me.

This wasn't how this should have gone, it shouldn't have ever been me.

We needed salvation. We needed time to regroup.

The war quieted for but a moment, a lull in the bloodshed.

I lead them to the only place that felt safe. Somewhere I pray no one would think to search.

Underground

I remember my mother telling me once, how inventive I was. I was never suited to rule, for I was far too creative.

A ruler could not be imaginative, she would say.

I now would say, without a shred of doubt, she was wrong.

Where the underground lacks in fauna and flora, it is plentiful in its own natural resources and minerals.

The red stone that we can mine holds power.

A Natural energy source.

I know we can use it, we can use it to thrive.

The first farm is successful!

We are able to produce 10 times the amount of food with no sunlight.

Sheep are the easiest to maintain, with the most resources to gain.

The wool is a soft comfort amongst the stone.

We found more... like us.

Not human, but those who need refuge. Safety. A Home.

I invite them in.

They bring with them new crops; Chorus fruit, Netherwart and more.

Our numbers grow, and so does our strength.

I met someone. A hybrid from the nether, who only joined us recently.

I don't know if I've ever seen a smile quite like hers.

I've never felt such a warmth, never for a women.

Theres no time for this, for this feeling.

but still I...

With the aid of the new recruits we are able to expand our machines.

Those from the end, the nether, overworld? All have so much to teach.

Working together has made us efficient. Stronger.

It makes me wonder why we fought each other in the first place.

Her name is Adara.

She has quickly become my closest confidant here. Its been hard, making friends. She makes it easy.

Everythings easier with her around.

We've begun to expand, tunnels deep underground stretching vast distances.

Our scouts are able to view the world above and report back their findings.

We may set out outposts throughout the lands.

I once believed in Gods.

I know them to be real. I have seen their works in this world and others.

But they do not always believe in us. This war is theres. It was never ours.

And we were never meant to survive it.

I wonder if we will ever see the end of this.

Is there an end?

Our life isn't perfect but we are so much more than anyone intended.

We are creativity and craftmanship, who need no god to make wonders.

And even when we are long sense past.

When we are lost to the depths below, our feats will remain, strong and resilient.

For we are, and always will be The Mysonry.

-per consilium nostrum

"By our design"

[The rest of the pages are torn out.]