“M-My eyes too do dance to the star’s such is their beauty, P-perhaps Yuxa indeed does have other plans for your future, plans that will reveal themselves given the time and paths they require…”
“Not even I can a-answer such q-questions, Though I to have my doubts of S-Sotek… Not that of the Slann but of something else… Something e-else...”
Nodding the seer’s eyes unfocus as unseen thoughts and memories stream through his head...
“S-Some say that on the clearest nights when the sky shines its brightest and the silvered one basks in full glory blocking out all that is evil that one can hear fate itself at work… Faint voices on the midnight breeze, The flickering of the star’s shimmering light tells you stories of the future as too does the whispering wisp of shadow and shade like the eternal battle of day and night, that of dark and light. Serpents, snakes, stars… Perhaps you have heard such whispers as too have I… “
“One such w-whisper was of the city you bare… Axlotol…. ”
Trying to take in everything Izqux is saying Xolek can't help but feel a slight twist in his stomach as the seer calmly whispers of ever watching fate, Something about it sends chills down his spine…
“Axlotol’s name is not often heard among these days… Its meaning has changed so much over the millennia that it is but a single ray of light, the last of its kind from the star it once was…. Now faded and of ruin, the city’s history lies bare as do its lost plaques inscriptions which remain forgotten like the many secrets buried within the rubble and the many other fallen cities that share the same meaning, the same sorrowful reminder of what once was our empires unchallengeable glory.”
“The city was twice cursed, Twice lost... As was our empire, Most cities stay dead but not this one…. This one of serpents and the stars is not only amongst the few reclaimed but also of something else so it seems….”
His face filled with wonder Izqux seemingly drags his body down to the city as his vivid descriptions flicker in synchrony with the faint glow of simulated starlight.
“ Yuxa’s light shines brighter above Axlotl’s lands, The wind dares not howl and the clouds over the city are not of the sky but of its history…There is far more buried beneath these ruined cities than we can comprehend... So much knowledge, So many lost secrets and hidden histories… In the same way Axlotol holds its secrets so does Kara itself… Our recent discoveries here are something far more than mere plaques…”
“Time has taken the heaviest toll on both and all, Feared more than chaos… time itself cannot hesitate to strike down, None are safe from its grasp, Not even the seemingly eternal stone blocks we build from, Not even the gods or the star’s themselves…. Time’s immeasurable hunger will never be satisfied until the world is dust and the sky an empty void of fleeting whisperers soon to disappear, disappear like the flickering eyes of a chameleon skink keeping an ever-watchful vigil over Axlotol’s secrets as do the cities Slann. Ever watching the skies… Ever waiting…”
“Perhaps they wait for our doom… or perhaps our salvation…”
Closing his eyes and taking in a breath a slight sorrow underlies his wise voice as he continues.
“A wise priest heralding from the city you speak of once told me… once told me that to question fate is to question existence, to question the Oldones… Anguish toward destiny shows weakness, Resistance towards it shows failure. Tree’s do not fight the wind and those foolish enough to do so are knocked down to wither and die, those that flow with it in not servitude but in defiance… they are the ones that flourish and grow… "
"Some things are best answered by time, Wisdom can only do so much ...”
Xolek can feel his mind slipping as the words of time and fate echo around his head as he struggles to take it all in.
“And as for the amazons… They have k-killed our kind many a time… They have stolen from us and ever encroach on our land, Our jungle”
His face’s expressions turn to anger as his fist holds the glass ornament tighter and his crest rises.
“they twist our beliefs and mutate our temples to suit their own warped needs… they are no better than the Druchii scum that plague these lands with the other warmbloods… In fact, they are worse, T-to loot pillage and destroy is one thing… To defile and twist is a-another…”
Such powerful emotion overwriting the euphoria he continues in burning eyes and clenched teeth.
“The amazons are but sharp thorns in our side… They will all be burned out and returned to their rightful place in time, To say any less would be against the great plan…”
Realising he had let his anger slip Izqux quickly changes the subject and allows the emotion to be replaced and fade.
letting another cloud of blue paradise engulf him as he breathes out in gentle rings he further studies the glass ornament recently passed within his hands.
Thinking on both the Wisdom that spilled forth and the Anger that also seemed to briefly consume the Seer Xolek thought if his next words carefully.
"I do feel within myself that there is more in Kara, that we have not scratched the ruins surface let alone deeper chambers. On my travels I felt a pull here, as if something was corrupting it. After seeing the Skaven here, I felt that they must be menacing with our ancient site. I faught the same clan when captured by the Amazons, riding them of the rat spawn was how I gained not only life and freedom, but the respect of their High Priestess Kelira. I fear the Skaven have dark plans for Kara and the surrounding area, as if staging another war, a war I fear we may not be ready for." Sorrow enters Xoleks eyes as he continues
"This is why I doubt the great Serpent Sotek, this vile filth still rise from the ashes, as if apart of the very jungle, but they are not. The night if my spawning, no skaven were allowed to live ad I saw strange Serpents and chameleon skinks all around me, and it's as if the Dark Moon itself ceased to corrupt the light around it, if only for a moment in time..."
Time. The Seer had mentioned Time...
"Perhaps it is time for a new Serpent, one that controls greater celestial powers and is able to fight back the dark Moon and purify the very corruption that led to these....these..." his eyes begin to shine bright like the stars and Moon themselves "these Skaven, poison to the jungle and world itself...it is time...." his tail now erupts in a light show and then as if not able to move Xolek sees a vision: The moon in a Waning light with a bright light above it, as if an eye was open
Coming back to reality it was as if his back was steaming from the vision
"I've seen something...but I do not know what...an Eye ever watching...the moon awaiting it's full strength...." gasping Xolek stumbles as he falls to the ground
"Time...time is on our side....I need to explore the ruins...but I must properly arm myself...lost...weapons and dagger...." the words struggling to get out
His tail still bright like the Moon in a far north winter as if on command showed the same vision to the Seer that Xolek had seen, but possibly with a different meaning.
"I feel the Amazons could be allies against this rising tide of plague and posion... " the words coming out shallow and knowing they could strike anger to lash out from the powerful seer
"Axlotol still has much to tell....I feel a pull to return there also...I feel there is much going on under the surface among Kara thst is linked to the Star City...."
Still on the ground Xolek tries to stand slowly...
