Moon Mage vision list 2025

This list includes visions from the Moon mage event prediction ability experienced in 2025.

Also included are spontaneous visions experienced without the use of the PREDICT command. These latter visions can be experienced by any moon mage as long as they're logged into the game environment when the vision is distributed. Generally these visions signal incipient invasions or immediate developments in an ongoing event or storyline.

Moon mage visions stem directly from their prophetic link to the Plane of Probability and connection to Fate.

2025

Date and Time: 4/10/2025
You find yourself walking along a dark corridor, a whispering breath inhaling and exhaling far ahead. You walk forward, unsure of where you are or what lies ahead. A heavy mist begins to fill the corridor, obscuring your feet, then your knees, until you are wading in a chest high fog that ebbs and flows like the tide. A hissing whisper winds from ahead, "You should not have come." You continue forward, hearing metal dragging across metal. The whisper continues, "And here we are." You continue walking forward, and the hallway begins to widen. The vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/10/2025
A crystal globe sits atop a tall table, filled with a miniature ocean. Brilliant coral sways in a circular current, picked at by small neon shrimp. A school of iridescent fish flits in and out of nooks and crannies in the reef system, living tiny lives behind the glass. A long snout peeks from between some rocks, a row of double slit eyes staring at you through the glass. The creature seems to grow, its long branched horns stirring the water, and its long body and many paddle-like flippers spiraling along the confines of the aquarium. The tank expands and expands, arcing far overhead, until you are looking straight up at the face of the leviathan, which stares at you passively. A long crack spiders along the surface of the tank, and the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/10/2025
You find yourself standing in the midst of a blasted plain, jagged rock and cracked mud stretching as far as you can see, kissed by a cold wind under a grey sky. You begin to walk, though there is no color, no feature, and no life, to mark your passage. Something catches your eye, and you whirl in place, watching as a skeletal monstrosity made of razor shadow and hissing smoke gathers before you, an expansive toothy grin starkly contrasted against the otherwise dark form. Gathering into a cyclone, the form flings several shadow-hooks towards you, latching into your flesh and pulling you into its maw. You dig your feet into the ground, cutting your hands on the jagged threads of shadow, but feel yourself dragged forward, forward, falling into the swirling shadow before you. You hear it laughing, and the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/10/2025
With a hammering blow, you feel the air torn from your chest and find yourself cast high into the sky. Gazing past the moons, a bright point of blue light pulses, a smudged bruise over a small patch of darkness. You steel yourself, ready, and feel the rage building behind the conceit of this abomination that defies the sequence, the stars themselves snarling in disgust, begrudgingly lending their support in the face of this paradox. A bulge of nothingness worms its way across your field of view, winding between the stars, blurring the blue light. The stars recoil, refocus, and begin to scream. The vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/10/2025
You see a man dragging a corpse along a road, sweating with effort. The corpse bears several grotesque wounds, the left leg bent at an odd angle. As the man struggles a bit, drawing the occasional odd glance from merchants leading oxen and nods of recognition from adventurers, a few children playing in fields stop to watch. Eventually, the man reaches a crossroad, where a large vela'tohr thicket sways in the breeze, the gathering spot for several individuals and travelers. The man hauls the corpse near the thicket, and stretches momentarily, rubbing his shoulder with a mild grimace. Pointing at the corpse, the man watches the thicket extend a branch to the battered body, and nods in approval as the corpse's wounds begin to knit shut. The vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Embrace of the Vela'Tohr	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 3/14/2025
A shadow flickers at the edge of your vision, drawing your attention. As you turn for a better look, the world around you fades away to a dark grey and your perspective lurches across landscapes before reorienting on an elderly Gor'Tog in a cave. The figure is gesturing wildly to overturned beds, stains and more around the small alcove as others either try to right the indicated furniture or reach out to the figure in failed attempts to soothe his obvious ire. The scene plays out in silence, yet as the vision fades and color returns to your original surroundings, you catch a single, hoarsely whispered statement, "I'm too old for this."
Possible Subjects: Dokt	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 3/7/2025
A man hunches over a workbench, fiddling with a clockwork contraption. Tiny nested gears churn and oscillate, and the contraption clicks with a loud finality, freezing in place. The man pauses a moment, unsure how to proceed, and in the corner of the workshop, a pair of large black eyes narrow. The panther growls, and the shadows lengthen. The man does not react, but after a while, his eyes widen, and he lifts a long probe and gently prods something deep within the contraption. Several gears whirl, a panel slides outward, and the machine unfurls, spreading itself across the workbench, an endless array of gears and flywheels and ratchets, and the man steps back in awe. Facets of the contraption continue to unfurl, and the panther pads forward, eyes narrowing on the workbench, and the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Damaris	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 3/7/2025
A large dog trots directly in front of you and drops a rubber ball. The ball rolls to your feet, and the dog sits, looking at the ball, then up at you, then back at the ball. You bend down and pick up the rubber ball, and the dog's tail betrays the slightest of wags, and the dog's eyebrows twitch expressively. You toss the ball gently, and the dog leaps into the air and catches the ball, performing a smooth twist and landing on all fours. The dog's tail wags harder, and the dog once again drops the ball at your feet, again looking at the ball, then up at you, then back at the ball. You chuckle, and find yourself compelled to pick up the ball again, when you notice the dog flicker oddly a moment, its tail freezing in place. The moment passes, the dog's tail continues to wag, and the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 3/7/2025
A group of individuals walk through a bizarre and alien swamp, carefully stepping between fungal bushes riddled with air filled sacs and tree-like structures with branching stems sagging under the weight of jelly filled orbs. Murky waters steam with the smell of decay, and swarms of insects undulate by, ignoring the travelers. The group gathers several of the orbs into a small pile, and sitting in a circle, begins to process the fruits. Cracking the soft orbs, the group scoops a yellowish mash onto the ground, casting aside the shells. The mash oozes with a pungent aroma, and after a moment, a goopy mound begins to form. The insects appear drawn to the mash, and in the distance, something bellows loudly, approaching. The group fearfully stares into the distance, and the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 3/7/2025
You find yourself standing before a large table, a detailed map of Zoluren spread before you. The map extends well beyond the familiar borders of the known, but before you are able to begin taking note of the unfamiliar regions, a burning cloud begins to swirl above, pushing you back as you cover your face protectively. After a moment, the storm ceases, and coughing, you blink away the ash from your eyes. The map is burnt in several locations where embers fell, causing pinpoint burns which smolder and slowly spread outward. You step forward to survey the damage, but the vision fades before you can observe the map clearly.
Possible Subjects: Zoluren	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 3/7/2025
With a hammering blow, you feel the air torn from your chest, and you find yourself cast high into the sky. You sweep past the approaching champions, flung beyond the furious gaze of beings you cannot recall, and look to silent stars to the darkness between, seeing the now familiar bulges of nothingness writhing. A faint pulsing blue light flickers, shifting to a dull red, and vanishes. The vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Heralds, Immortals	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 2/6/2025
You blink in surprise as a pillar of fire appears in the sky, slowing the descent of a tower of crystal. It crashes into the middle of a field, burning trees and grass to fine ash and melting the dirt to a glassy slag. The ground snaps and pops as it cools, and the crystal tower begins to shift, rotating and bending, bristling with extensions that wind into the soil, shattering stone. After a flurry of activity, the tower begins to slow and pulses brightly with a blue light. The vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Liraxes	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 2/6/2025
A man inspects a tall glass tank filled with a murky green fluid and replaces several tubes with different connections. Several large mechanical pistons pump and hiss, injecting fuming gases into the tank, and the liquid churns wildly. The man watches the reaction proceed. After a while, a precipitate of deepest black that sparkles with specks of starlight begins to trickle along an extraction tube, dripping into a crystal flask. The man smirks to himself. After some time, a hand slaps the inside of the tank, though the man does not react. The hand withdraws, and the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 2/6/2025
A young girl sits at a serene pool fed by a gentle waterfall, ruby- and pearl-speckled koi swimming languidly in the crystal waters. The girl tilts her head and smiles, stirring the water gently with her hand. A brave fish approaches, gasping at the surface, hoping to be fed, and the girl cradles the fish's belly. With a quick twist, the girl lifts the fish from the water and inhales sharply. The koi erupts with light and decays into a pile of ash. The girl spreads the ash over the surface of the pool, and several koi pick at it hungrily. The vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 2/6/2025
A group of individuals walk through bizarre and foreign ruins, carefully stepping between architecture of the sort you have never seen. Tall crumbling arches of a pale red stone reveal reinforcing rods of a dark metal that, while bent and weakened, do not show signs of rust. Moss covers squat, bulbous structures with short wide doorframes and circular windows, and leaf-strewn roads are covered in branches and the occasional animal corpse. The group scatters, seeking trinkets and valuables, and after rummaging through the dead buildings, they spread their findings atop a thick canvas sheet. A young man fiddles with a bauble and suddenly screams, his fingers falling to the ground in a bloody spray as the bauble begins to spin in midair. The group runs for cover, and the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 2/6/2025
Ash and shadow choke your throat and vision as a fetid wind howls, pressing you back. You blindly grope forward, squinting against the gale, coughing and retching. Bits of rot spatter against your face, squirming into your mouth, and you gag, struggling to stay upright. Something enormous moves slowly to your right, its many legs slowly undulating as it moves past you, casting brilliant beams of light that carve the land and leave knurls of bone in their wake. Something grips your shoulder and pulls you back, and a figure clad in golden plate steps forward, a massive shield leaving a swath of clear, quiet air in its wake. The figure turns to you and grins, and the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True