Moon Mage vision list

2014

Date and Time: 08/01/2014
You glimpse a gigantic shell swarmed by living shadows. Magic crackles in the air though the vision fades before you can properly orient on the source. Your vision pulls back revealing utter pandemonium. Mage battles mage and massive arcane constructs crash through towering wards. Around them all the shadows grow closer.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 08/01/2014
A figure suddenly appears before you that of a skinny Human with pale skin and short red hair. His hands are awash with blood that slowly pools around his feet as he stands motionless. His eyes slowly focus on you and a slight sneer creeps onto his face. "So easy. So foolish. One has fallen already and we've barely begun. Go ahead, look towards your prophecies. This only ends one way."
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 08/01/2014
A voice, tired yet powerful whispers through the air, "He will pay for that. Prepare yourself, this will not end without more sacrifice - but I do not intend to splay myself across an altar for that beast." A youthful echo, "I will not disappoint you."
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 08/01/2014
A figure floats before you, draped with a a pleated robe formed of overlapping blue, crimson and black triangles. It clasps its sleeves before its chest and the hem of its robe trails along the ground. Where a head might be expected, it has none instead a featureless disk of fuliginous cambrinth bobs gently above its stiff collar. It carries no badge of office or coat of arms, but nevertheless it radiates order and absolute authority.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 08/01/2014
Soft grey mist fills the air and you find yourself facing an ancient human, her cropped hair whited by age but her cat-slitted eyes remain alert. Addressing the mist she says, "I have no fear of you, but I am tired. Do what you've come to do, it is my time. On that we agree." As if in afterthought she adds, "And give her my regards." The mists ignite and as the woman slumps lifelessly. Demosel's fate has unravelled. An elderly Halfling sits in a stone-walled study, squinting over a gilded scroll through thin silver spectacles. An errant breeze draws her attention as it tussles her hair. She gazes upwards, "She wasn't enough for you? No, I suppose not. Nor will I be. I've seen it in the cards, that and so many other things. But that's just the problem, isn't it?" Amiss's fate has unravelled. You find yourself gazing out over a forest, your arms draped casually on the balcony rail. Next to you is an elderly human with long snowy hair that frames a sleepless face. He argues passionately with an unseen opponent, his words muddled but his intent and frustration clear. Apparently, he is losing the argument as he flinches slightly before lashing the air with sickly purple energy. An unearthly howl breaks the silence in response, ramping in intensity as the arcane forces dance through the air. He topples over the rail. Ealuik's fate has been torn asunder. Fate hangs heavy on you today, almost tangible as it drags at your thoughts and actions. Your existence sends infinite ripples into the world about you, chaotic and unpredictable. Imperfect.
Possible Subjects: Demosel, Amiss, Ealuik	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 05/17/2014
An elderly S'Kra Mur gazes towards you, his empty eye sockets burning with arcane power. Your unconscious mind screams out a warning, pulling you away from these threads of fate before you can examine them further.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 05/17/2014
Halls of marble surround you and shattered crystal panes fill the sky above. An eerie silence hangs over the halls, broken only by the soft flutter and twitter of tropical birds. Indistinct mutterings you're your attention and you turn to find an emaciated gnome wandering the halls. His grey eyes are continually downcast dull, and scant wisps of black hair remain to him.
Possible Subjects: Tozu, Shard	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 05/17/2014
An obelisk stands before you, crafted of some translucent material and shimmer slightly with an internal light. Square at the base, it tapers as it rises to height of nearly fifteen feet. Shadows swirl within the monument, slowly drowning out the light. As the final glimmer is extinguished the obelisk explodes into a hail of molten shrapnel.
Possible Subjects: Taisgath	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 05/17/2014
Fragments of prophecy slide into your mind unbidden A grey haired man stands on the field of battle. Bodies surrounding him and his crimson robes hide much of the blood and viscera shed this day. A handful of mages rally behind him, none entirely hale, but the shadows are approaching for another assault.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 04/25/2014
Chanting filled the air, as dozens of voices overlapped into a faint rhythm of muddled words.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/25/2014
I found myself amidst a small gathering of dusty scholars clad in purple robes. They huddled about a modestly large excavation in the sunbaked ground chattering animatedly. Several brass spokes jutted from the dig, each capped with a differently colored sphere.
Possible Subjects: G'nar Pethian, Su Helmas, brass orrery	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/25/2014
The world darkened and I found myself watching a bustling crowd in monochrome hues. Walking among them, seemingly unnoticed by the crowd, was a sharp featured woman swathed in vivid purples. As the crowd carried her away I noticed several more figures awash with purple.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/25/2014
An elderly Halfling sat in a stone-walled study, squinting over a gilded scroll through thin silver spectacles. An errant breeze drew her attention as it tussled her hair. She gazed upwards, "She wasn't enough for you? No, I suppose not. Nor will I be. I've seen it in the cards, that and so many other things. But that's just the problem, isn't it?"
Possible Subjects: Amiss	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/25/2014
Soft grey mist filled the air and I found myself facing an ancient human, her cropped hair whited by age but her cat-slitted eyes remained alert. Addressing the mist she said, "I have no fear of you, but I am tired. Do what you've come to do, it is my time. On that we agree." As if in afterthought she added, "And give her my regards." The mists ignited as the woman slumped lifelessly.
Possible Subjects: Demosel	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/25/2014
An old man sat in darkness. Alone. In his hands rested a cracked crystal that softly glowed with a sterile light, illuminating his frosty eyes.
Possible Subjects: Tiv	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/25/2014
A voice filled my mind, "I see you Defiler. I claim you."
Possible Subjects: Pelag ai Aldam	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/25/2014
I saw nothing of the future. No visions formed. No knowledge flooded my mind. It was only after several long moments of observation that I realized the shadows about me were lengthening, deepening and a persistent unease burrowed into me. Moments after I became aware of the phenomenon it faded away.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/25/2014
I glimpsed a gigantic shell swarmed by living shadows. Magic crackled in the air though the vision faded before I could properly orient on the source.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/25/2014
I found myself soaring through the air, a crow accompanying me on each side. The wind tugged at my clothing as a sense of freedom filled me. I heard a cry to the left causing me to look towards the crow on that side. Crimson dribbled from its peppered brown feathers as its flight grew increasingly erratic. It fell in silence.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 01/14/2014
Your vision shifts, and you find yourself soaring high above your mountaintop home. Lights sparkle in a large circle somewhere to the east, proven to be fine hunting grounds filled with fat and delicious creatures. Though many strange holes in space have been opening to other lands, you consider this home. The pale but delicious creatures begin to climb up your home, some of them wielding sharp metal sticks and strange magic. You turn to release your flame upon them to char them to cinders, when your vision suddenly returns to normal.
Possible Subjects: Wyvern	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 01/12/2014
Your senses spin and warp as a vision fully overcomes you. Unsteadily, you lurch forward upon the unnaturally smooth ground, your talons marring it with deep furrows as you do. The creatures make soft mewling noises as they rush past you, disintegrating into sweet, wet squishes and sharp crunches between your jaws. The food comes right to you here! You stretch your still-weak wings, testing them once more. Not yet. Soon. Eat more. Eat more. Eat more. Eat more. A sharp pain disrupts these thoughts, and, as you regain your senses, the vision dissipates, though faint echos of a great hunger linger.
Possible Subjects: Wyvern	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 01/11/2014
Wind rushes past your wings, warmed by the blasts of fire you let loose upon the tiny, squirming, pale things far below. Your young ones squeal as they bite into the toasted remains. Soon they will be the ones soaring as you do, and for them you venture out like this. Every mother must teach her children! You swoop in low, modeling the hunter's form as you snap off a warm bit of flesh from some being you barely register as having been alive. Its blood fills your jaws, hot and metallic, and you know deep within you that this is your purpose. Suddenly the euphoric blood-lust is ripped from you and your vision snaps back to the mundane, though a faint iron-like tinge still clings to your tongue.
Possible Subjects: Wyvern	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 01/10/2014
A chill suddenly travels down your spine as your sight is seized by prophecy, and the sound of leathern wings fills the air. The city of Shard lies in flames, its streets and walls set upon by massive wyverns ranging in size from a horse to a house. One breathes a huge jet of flame at the sturdy gates, filling your sight with fire. Suddenly the vision abruptly ends, leaving you a bit shaken.
Possible Subjects: Shard, Wyvern	Repeat: False

2013

Date and Time: 10/24/2013
A slender S'Kra Mur woman lies supine in a cavernous hall of green basalt. The barest echo of a sibilant melody hangs in the air for a few moments until all is silent. The woman looks small in the vastness of the cavern, her form pale and still. An archaic man approaches, bald and tanned, a nightingale perched upon his shoulder. At his approach, a shrike dives and shrieks, attempting to drive him off, but the nightingale takes flight, distracting the other bird. The man kneels at the woman's side, torches limning his features with ruddy, red light.
Possible Subjects: Peri'el, Phelim, Dergati, Tiv	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 10/17/2013
Darkness. Distortion. The world warps and shifts and you find yourself watching your scaled body from a distance you can't quite place. Space and time mean nothing, there is only pain. Pain, and the knowledge that what was begun must not stop. You feel your power slipping, something you never once before felt possible, and yet it is so. A great sadness washes over you and you sink farther into the darkness, left only with the sound of claws upon stone as you snap back to your more mundane senses.
Possible Subjects: Akul'tiz	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 10/11/2013
You find yourself gazing towards the heavens through a crystal dome. Naught but inky darkness resides in the sky, though etched into your bones is a certainty that your sight is directed towards the sun red, swollen and unseen.
Possible Subjects: Crystal Hand fortress	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/11/2013
You find yourself gazing down upon the Observatory of the Southern Crossbow as shadows assault it. A black haired man stands before it clad in deep crimson, his brow creased in concentration. Tendrils of shadow briefly withdraw when confronted with his magic but they are numerous and he is but one man. You watch in horror as the shadows drag him, and Observatory, into the churning earth.
Possible Subjects: Observatory of the Southern Crossbow, Kssarh	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/11/2013
You find yourself soaring through the heavens, stars strewn about you like grains of sand, gazing down on the radiant lands of the Dragon. Tremors of ecstasy pass over you as shadows boil from the depths of the earth to crash over the land.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/11/2013
A field of silvery-blue towers stands before you, their upper levels interconnected by shimmering filaments. Amidst them is a single spire of obsidian, alike but apart. Without warning or sound, a bolt of red and shadow sears into a silvery-blue tower, disintegrating a large portion and toppling the remaining towers with the shrapnel.
Possible Subjects: Children of Kalestraum	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/11/2013
You are only able to snatch a fragment of prophecy, a single still of red-veined darkness oozing down a massive stairway flanked by stone dragons.
Possible Subjects: Throne City	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/11/2013
Prophecy trickles through your mind, manifesting as a masculine voice, "You have so much more power than you know. In ignorance you bludgeon about, oblivious to the consequences. You will learn."
Possible Subjects: Pelag ai Aldam	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/11/2013
Seven androgynous figures approach you, each illuminated by a pale nimbus of starlight. One speaks, "Knowledge" and crumbles away. The next, "Power" and it too crumbles away. "Freedom", "Unseen", "Unity" as they too pass into darkness. Only two remain before you and they share a wordless glance. One bows its head slightly and fades away leaving the last, alone, to address you. It stares at you, mute, as the sun brushes the horizon igniting the land in a reddish sunrise. Bathed in this ruddy hue the figure whispers, "Serenity", and walks away.
Possible Subjects: Moon Mage sects	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/11/2013
Vortices of brightly colored energy, each a different hue, rapidly twirl a few hand spans beneath your feet. Sprays of burning light are constantly ejected from the spinning energy, sending prismatic arcs flying through the sky. A pillar of swirling light rises up into the flickering sky from the center of the vortices. A shifting melange of light swirls up to the flickering sky. The colors and textures of the light change from moment to moment, yet the pillar as a whole never wavers or shifts from its spot among the vortices. ...until it does; violently. Crystallized shadows burst from the pillar, scattering its light and dispersing the colors.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/11/2013
Several tropical birds flutter about your head, plumed in vivid reds, greens and blues. One suddenly bursts into a flaming downward spiral, a doom which quickly spreads to the other birds.
Possible Subjects: Shard	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/11/2013
Hands and white-robbed bodies press against you, a tide of shattered serenity. You crash through the towering obsidian doors and watch in detached horror as one of the figures trips in their haste, tumbling down the stone stairs in a broken tangle. The tide presses onward, trampling their fallen comrade, carrying you with them. An earth-rattling boom echoes from behind you causing an involuntary glance over your shoulder. Robed figures continue to pour from the now shattered doors, flames clinging to many of their robes. Above the doors the crystalline hand's foundation gives way under the shock and heat, plummeting into a fleeing monk.
Possible Subjects: Monks of the Crystal Hand	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/11/2013
A man dressed in pure white robes, belted with a broad red sash, stands on a small platform suspended in darkness. He is of an indeterminate age, his almond skin smooth but deeply wrinkled about his amber eyes. Raging around him is an inferno of flame and shadow, though neither can breach the serenity of his platform.
Possible Subjects: Tiv	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/09/2013
A horned shell rests in the palm of a monstrous hand. The gnarled fingers slowly crush the shell to dust which mixes with the scarlet blood now oozing from within the clenched fist.
Possible Subjects: Taisgath	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/09/2013
You hear a chill voice float through your mind, "Why do you pursue this? It is not your place. You, more than any of us, should know." "Because it is my place! It is my only place!" responds a second, deeper, voice. "They made me so."
Possible Subjects: Pelag ai Aldam, Arbiter in Darkness	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 9/16/2013
You run and run, the wingbeats of your pursuers falling behind, then you abruptly plummet into a pit of dark bluish jelly! As you struggle to unstick yourself, you realize with fright that the 'jelly' is in fact a vast mass of huddled slugs! Inch by inch, you are drawn to their midst below, where all your five senses come under assault by the heinous little bodies. Even after the vision ends, you have vestiges of a slimy taste in your mouth, your skin clammy.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 9/16/2013
A sonorous, lulling song reverberates through your bones, accompanied by a sense of mountainous pressure. Sibilant melodies from an otherworldly throat meld with pristine notes plucked from a distant khurmary as they rise and fall sweetly. Shimmering, an inscribed stone stela wavers into view: "Honor be to blessed Peri'el, for Her lullabies quell not only the World Dragon, but lesser horrors of the subterranean depths as well."
Possible Subjects: Peri'el, World Dragon	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 9/16/2013
Your vision suddenly fractures like glass, and a distant, blurry image arises. A bubbling fountain hovers amid a wasteland of nothingness, overflowing with a night-black nectar. Lustrous droplets of it trickle into the waiting mouths of chicks in a nest.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 9/16/2013
Leaves rustle in the darkness, and your eyes find a towering bush, backlit by a feeble light. Its woody, purple-black stems are laced with green veining which radiates outward from long, thin thorns. Barely visible among the plant's large incarnadine blossoms is the lifeless body of a gypsy marauder, skewered on a stake-like thorn. Leaves rustle again as a newcomer is brought, this one a squealing Human, and impaled next to the gypsy.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 9/16/2013
Your surroundings shift to a cavernous jungle of myriad garish mushrooms aglow with violescent traceries. The bulk of the fungal infestation appears to have clustered upon and around a desolate sana'ati sapling in the center, feasting on its essence. A narrow, circular walkway provides arduous navigation about this eerie garden, but you are unable to find an exit, besieged by mushrooms from all sides.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 9/16/2013
Squatting beside your snoozing son on a cold stone floor, you pat his shoulder fondly. The child soon opens impossibly large, livid pink eyes. Your vision-self is somehow not surprised, but very terrified all the same. Still, you know you must defend him from those who will hate him!
Possible Subjects: Chrysalis	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 9/16/2013
Stark white mists spin tightly in front of you, soon resolving into the silhouette of a large, walled house atop a grassy hill. Scores of colorfully banded serpents slither toward its open gate, chased by cartwheeling shadows at the periphery of your vision. Dread approaches from behind, but you cannot bring yourself to look over your shoulder, and so you simply shut your eyes, disentangling yourself from the scene.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 9/16/2013
You see a strongly built, uniformed man on his knees, his weapon discarded nearby. Soundlessly, he is weeping burning tears of chartreuse that seem to melt his cheeks as they run down. You blink the sad picture away.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 9/16/2013
You find yourself seated at a polished mahogany table among a handful of dark-robed monks. Another monk, hands clasped over her heart, paces around the table while addressing the congregation. "...The Akul'tiz Prophecy is unfolding before our eyes, brothers and sisters. Who knew the decrepit Nomad's talent was so unerring! Yes, brethren, the northerners have protected it better than any of us could, and now it's too late for them." The diffident responses of the others fade away along with the glimpse of foresight.
Possible Subjects: Akul'tiz	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 9/16/2013
Five slivers of sickly green twitch across your sight. Garishly lacquered fingernails click slowly against a rock wall, each tap gouging sizzling marks upon it. Their unseen owner takes an audible, strong breath and warbles, "Praise! Praise to the Humans!"
Possible Subjects: Humans, Akul'tiz	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 7/26/2013
A flash of bright light invades your vision for a brief moment, and when it clears the constellation of the Archer is before you. The stars in turn each illuminate themselves in the shape of the bow wielding woman, before blinking out again in the same bright flash of light that proceeded the vision, leaving you blinking away spots.
Possible Subjects: Lirisa, Archer_(constellation)	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 7/26/2013
A halo of bright light permeates your vision for the briefest of moments. When it clears, you find yourself as if flying down through Ilithi where you recognize Catherine's Court. There you see a wavering, but distinct vision of a glass tympanum. The figure in the tympanum, an Elven woman seems to smile at you briefly before the vision disappears again in a flash of pure white light leaving you blinking spots out of your eyes.
Possible Subjects: Ilysia	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/14/2013
Six towers of light spring into being about you. They are aglow with chilly starlight, solid and seemingly eternal. Yet as you watch, fissures, dark as the void, spiderweb through each of them, causing one to explode in a shower of searing fragments. The remainder resist. For a time. Until the top of another tower implodes, leaving naught but a ragged stump behind. The remaining four continue to struggle, though the fissures are now a vast network of absolute darkness, until, they too, can stand no more and crumble into motes of dying light.
Possible Subjects: Moon Mage guild	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/11/2013
A figure suddenly appears before you that of a skinny Human with pale skin and short red hair. His hands are awash with blood that slowly pools around his feet as he stands motionless. His eyes slowly focus on you and a slight sneer creeps onto his face. Something feels wrong about this vision, though you are unable to identify the source of your unease.
Possible Subjects: Pelag ai Aldam	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/11/2013
Darkness fills your mind, pierced only by a flickering torch carried by a middle aged human. A faint wind tugs at the flame, causing shadows to dance across her weathered face and her cropped honey brown hair. She pauses to study the stone walls, which are elaborately painted in faded pastels, as a voice whispers, "Welcome home."
Possible Subjects: Cherulisa	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/10/2013
A middle aged Elothean stands before a horde of faceless foes. Though she tries to fend them off with staff and shadow, one eventually pierces her defenses and at the first touch of the blade she simply turns to shadow and melts away. The scene changes and you find yourself watching the same woman, apparently unharmed, but also seemingly unaware that a crow perches on each of her shoulders.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/9/2013
Before you is a long banquet table set with a veritable feast. Food from every culture is represented here, each dish a culinary masterpiece, and each tainted by rot. Scampering amongst the food, nibbling at their pleasure, are numerous little shrews.
Possible Subjects: Children of Kalestraum	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/9/2013
You find yourself standing on a barren plain, the land dead and desolate as an oppressive sun looms above. Something brushes your leg and you glance down to find a serpent twining itself between your legs. It appears to be molting, as pale skin covers its body and blinds its eyes. As it rubs against you, a few flecks of skin break off revealing brilliant purple scales beneath.
Possible Subjects: Prophets of G'nar Peth, Blasted Plains	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/9/2013
A beautiful Halfling stands before a familiar sixteen-sided building. She stares at it thoughtfully while a nightingale flits about her head.
Possible Subjects: Observatory of the Southern Crossbow, Gylwyn, Phelim	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 4/4/2013
Your sight wavers for a moment, then clears enough to see a hooded figure in robes, bent near the ground. He carves something into a rounded stone then walks off into invisibility. An oozing darkness fills the air, settling as something malignant pours forth. As the vision pans outward, you see an image of the islands just before your sight returns to normal.
Possible Subjects: Invasion of shadowy black death spirits and vile plague wraiths on Aesry and Ratha, unknown summoner	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 3/11/2013
Your mind's eye is captured by the image of an unnaturally thick fog bank. There is something profoundly unsettling about the fog its sickly humidity, perhaps, or the way dense patches cling and move as though alive. Despite this, you see an old Human man in simple garments stroll through the cloud, paying it no heed.
Possible Subjects: Old Man	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 2/19/2013
Color bleeds away from the world, leaving the area grey except for writhing purple magic that dances through the air around you. Several unnerving moments pass before muted colors slowly return to the world. Reality shudders slightly as a you glimpse a S'Kra Mur standing before a towering obelisk, his eyes locked in a look of intense concentration. A second vision of the S'Kra Mur assaults your mind. He stands before the obelisk, a hand pressed to its surface, as the shadowy image of a shrew grows beneath the surface. The visions continue, pulling back to reveal the Obelisk standing on a small island. The shadow of the shrew continues to grow, swallowing the entire island.
Possible Subjects: Hhstin, Taisgath, Children of Kalestraum	Repeat: ?

Date and Time: 2/2/2013
The world beneath your feet pitches and you blink hard as black spots blur your view. As vertigo threatens to overwhelm you, the darkness grows, obscuring your vision until everything goes completely black. After many long moments the shadows shift until you can make out a sheer cliff towering before you in the night. Guttering torchlight partially illuminates a pair of shadowy figures pushing a heavily laden haywagon through a large door, currently blasted open. On either side of the opening, tall sentinels loom silently, scorched black by some fearsome power. With a jolt your vision snaps back to normal once again, leaving you momentarily dizzy.
Possible Subjects: Elpalzi, Stone Clan	Repeat: ?

Date and Time: 2/1/2013
The world around you blurs as a searing flame suddenly spans across your visual horizon. A small army of women that appear to be on fire rush towards you with incredible speed. Just when they're about to collide with you, the image shifts and you see a brief image of a scaled hand reaching towards a fire maiden before the vision suddenly ends.
Possible Subjects: Shard, Wipka, Adan'f, Fire Maiden invasion	Repeat: ?

Date and Time: 01/18/2013
The smell of ash and brimstone filled my nostrils, the acrid reek disorienting me. Acres of ruined farmlands stretch out on either side of the road that I stood on. Dead and buried, they lie under ragged sheets of once-molten rock that is now chill and barren. To the north, a massive, smoking crater snapped into existence, then just as abruptly disappearred. The crater continued to stutter in and out of reality, each appearance a hammer-blow to my mind. The vision slowly bled away, along with the acrid reek.
Possible Subjects: Hand of Meraud	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 1/16/2013
A baleful howl tears through your mind as it ripples through probability. Shadows scurry through your mind, reminiscent of small woodland creatures miscast from the Immortal's mold.
Possible Subjects: Hand of Meraud, invasion of various animals	Repeat: ?

Date and Time: 1/15/2013
Darkness fills your mind. Ever so slowly a speck of light forms before you though it rapidly grows until it encompasses your entire vision. Flames leap and dart across the molten surface of your mind forcing you to withdraw to the comfort of the darkness. As you flee, an infinite expanse of stars unfurls before you, struggling against the darkness. Your mind continues to drift outwards until you find yourself standing alone holding the icosahedron of darkness and light.
Possible Subjects: Hand of Meraud	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 1/16/2013
You are staggered by an intense blast of light. Your vision swiftly returns, however, the afterimage of a Gnome is indelibly etched into your retinas.
Possible Subjects: Hand of Meraud	Repeat: ?

Date and Time: 1/15/2013
An insane cackle flutters through the air as shadowy bats briefly swirl about you. The susurrus of shadows infiltrates your thoughts. Though you do not know the words you sense that they are afraid.
Possible Subjects: Hand of Meraud	Repeat: ?

Date and Time: 01/13/2013
A young man stood before a counter, an array of tools lined up in a careful row: a hammer, a scythe, an awl, a pestle and a sword. An older fellow stood by the young man's side, his face lined and careworn. The young man's hand hovered above the counter for a few moments, then came to rest on the hilt of the sword. The older man shook his head. "The sword? You disappoint me." He continued, "A sword has only one purpose, my son."
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 1/11/2013
A wave of dizziness crashes over you as your mind is gripped by a vision. A figure stands in a lush library, cloaked from head to heel in midnight black, its face hidden in the depths of a deep cowl. A wolf paces restlessly to and fro, searching for an exit. The figure lowers its hand with a soothing sound, but the wolf bares its teeth in a savage snarl, dancing away from the comforting touch. The vision subsides, but your stomach continues to roil with nausea.
Possible Subjects: Hand of Meraud	Repeat: ?

Date and Time: 1/11/2013
A wave of heat caresses your face as your mind is gripped by a vision. A massive shadow looms against a rough sandstone wall, the figure that cast it shrouded in darkness. The hooded and cloaked being reaches out, its hand small and delicate, straining toward a ball of flickering fire. Light blossoms abruptly. The figure staggers into full view, wreathed in light and flame. The being is small and forlorn now, beating futilely at its burning vestments. No sound reaches you as the figure convulses in agony. The reek of burning hair and flesh is thick upon the air. The light grows brighter and brighter, erasing the scene in a blaze of brilliance with a wave of force that rattles your teeth in your skull and sends your senses reeling. You feel the beginnings of a headache behind your eyes as the vision releases its grip.
Possible Subjects: Hand of Meraud	Repeat: ?

2012

Date and Time: 12/16/2012
Your vision goes hazy and you find yourself looking at a village with a large gathering of Elpazi. A small group has broken off, and looks to be standing away from the bigger cluster. From the large group, one, clearly an elder steps forward and says, "No. We want peace." Your view changes, and you find yourself looking at the smaller group, all appear to be younger and angrier. One of them, his piercing crystal blue eyes blazing, spits on the ground before the small knot turns their backs and disappears from the village.
Possible Subjects: Elpalzi, Alret	Repeat: ?

Date and Time: 12/15/2012
Your vision blackens momentarily, and you find yourself in a dark room, a young Elpazi tinkering with some sort of explosive device, with cages of various small animals stacked behind him. The last thing you see is a pair of Elpazi hands removing a spitting and hissing cat from its cage. The vision ends.
Possible Subjects: Elpalzi	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 11/13/2012
A young mage dressed in black and silver gazes up at the obelisk, unconsciously fiddling with his pewter shrew amulet. A calm voice ends the vision, though the message lingers in your mind, "Be gone, your kind is not welcome here."
Possible Subjects: Children of Kalestraum, Taisgath	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 11/13/2012
Silvery threads stretch delicately in every direction forming an impossibly complex web. A particular strand catches your eye as it begins to smolder.
Possible Subjects: Web of Fate	Repeat: True

Date and Time: Late October 2012
A Y'shai stands nearly motionless, weapon at rest, with eyes ceaselessly scanning the shadows. Without warning his hand darts into the shadows to grab a skulking figure. He decrees, "That is enough from you." and dispassionately drags the struggling figure away.
Possible Subjects: Y'Shai, Throne City justice system?	Repeat: True

Date and Time: Late October 2012
An elderly but remarkably well aged man strides through darkness. Every step, every gesture, every motion he makes is done with conviction and accompanied by swirls of crimson. A pair of massive bronze doors stands in his path, but they smoothly swing open at his approach. Eventually, he reaches a long marble table lit by an unseen light and ringed by a wide assortment of people, all finely dressed. Most seem unnerved by the man's approach, though several are visibly pleased. Only as the man steps into the light do you notice the disfiguring scars that mar the man's face. He places his right hand on the table, for his left sleeve hangs empty, and gazes at the crowd in euphoria, "Let us begin."
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/08/2012
Accosted by a sudden, unfamiliar equine sensation, you open your eyes to a snow-covered world passing rapidly by you as you gallop mightily. Hazy shapes appear in front of you, only to be mowed down like so many wheat stalks. Soon, the snow is painted a holy red as far as the eye can see, yet you cannot slow down.
Possible Subjects: Asketi's Ride	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/06/2012
You open your eyes to a vision, but only see a giant snake staring back maliciously. Immediately, it strikes at you with a tremendous force that jolts your foresight painfully and disrupts your concentration.
Possible Subjects: Asketi's Ride	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/06/2012
From a distance, you see the indistinct skyline of a sprawling city -- burning and half-destroyed. The cloudy image of a pair of frosty blue eyes dominates the night sky from horizon to horizon, causing your spirit to shrivel.
Possible Subjects: Asketi's Ride	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/05/2012
Clad in peasant garb, you are thrown to the side of the road by a passing rider. Although you feel no pain, your wretched inability to stand back up suggests a severe wound. Your ragged plea for help to a nearby woman dies in your throat when you notice her long, smoke-like black hair billowing about a face of even deeper blackness.
Possible Subjects: Asketi's Ride	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/05/2012
You stumble through icy terrain, lost in a bleak blizzard and knowing that your companions are already dead. A banshee scream begins in the distance and draws nearer. Tears flood uncontrollably from your eyes, only to snap-freeze on your face, as your will to live is inexorably smothered by the cruel sound.
Possible Subjects: Asketi's Ride	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/05/2012
Monstrous creatures and dark-clad humanoids pour down a foggy mountainside, while a lone silver-haired woman stands before them all on their path. Her one hand is raised in an imperious gesture as if to halt them, but her head is bowed in humble resignation. The chaotic armies rumble past the woman, forking around her at a respectful distance.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/05/2012
You suddenly find yourself at the bottom of a dry well, sheer stone walls rising around you. High above, what appears to be a sickle dangles over the well's mouth. Blood drips endlessly from it, drenching your helpless body and filling the well at an unreal rate. The vision dims away just before you drown.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/19/2012
You feel your heart begin to race, a surge of battle-fury wracking you. The need to *know* throbs in your breast almost as urgently as your heartbeat. You stand before a Human woman with pale blue eyes. You fix her with your gaze and grate, "Tell...me..." The urge to wrap your hands around her pale white throat is almost uncontrollable, but you keep yourself still with an effort. The woman smiles at you, her eyes full of sadness. She shakes her head silently and opens her mouth. You recoil in horror.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/19/2012
You see an austere classroom overfilled with people. Robed men and women of different ages -- even a few elders and astute-looking children -- are seated at rows of desks, poring over pristine parchments. The instructor scrawls numbers and formulae on the blackboard, pausing often to strike through something and rewrite it. A thick sense of frustration exudes from everyone but the children.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/19/2012
Darkness folds upon darkness, and you are suddenly standing beside a large white table. Someone is lying atop it, shrouded by the shadows. For some reason, you can only focus your vision on their arm -- a strong, tanned arm. Devoid of hesitation, you draw your lancet deeply across the upper arm. Instead of blood, what looks like multicolored ink spills out in distinct ribbons -- white, yellow, blue, green and others. Only once they are out of the body do they begin to mingle, congealing together into a revulsive muck that sticks to your hands. You shudder, slowly coming to your senses.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/19/2012
As you gaze at the heavens, deep in contemplation, an unusual rainbow somehow bearing more colors than it should streaks from horizon to horizon. A second rainbow, this one of regular colors, *slithers* across the sky from another angle, far underneath the first. Your mind's eye is suddenly blinded by a tearing sensation, and you never get to see the third rainbow that was beginning to coalesce.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: ?

Date and Time: 08/19/2012
A small masked figure crouches before a round door of diamondique-reinforced steel, radiant tricolor runes running along its circumference. He or she reaches out to each rune, in seemingly random order, and white lights burst at the touch, extinguishing the runes one by one. As the last light fades away, you notice the figure rubbing its hands together with unmistakable anticipation.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/19/2012
You find yourself on a vast stretch of steppe, between a herd of antelopes and several skulking pards that approach fast. Without warning, all the animals in sight are startled as if by a whipcrack inaudible to your vision-self. The antelopes dash in one direction, and the pards in another.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 07/27/2012
You see a line of statues against the background of a starlit night, each made of sleek black marble. The hems of a pair of ragged grey robes sweep past your vision, accompanied by chatter in disconcerting, throaty voices.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 07/27/2012
A Human woman stands silent and unmoving, her features hidden in the depths of a deep cowl. A S'Kra Mur female approaches briskly, touching the Human almost tenderly on the arm. The cloaked figure leans forward and gently detaches her own tongue, placing it unflinchingly in the other's hand. The S'Kra Mur gazes at the organ distastefully, tossing it to the ground. Taking the Human by the elbow, the S'Kra Mur woman leads the cloaked figure away into the surrounding darkness.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 07/27/2012
The world turns hazy and indistinct as your consciousness is pulled elsewhere. Your vision clears and you find yourself looking down upon a dry lake bed in the middle of a small island. A trio of adventurers catches your eye as they cautiously explore the area. Unseen by them is a swarm of lurking armadillos preparing to attack. Before the carnage can begin you find your vision drawn back to the here and now.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 07/03/2012
An elderly Halfling woman sits at a table covered by a blue tablecloth. A vase filled with bellflowers sits among the remains of a gracious breakfast. A tall Human woman with dark brown skin occupies a larger chair, hands folded in her lap and spine as straight as a fencepost. The Halfling takes a dainty sip of tea from a delicate bone-white teacup. Gazing up at the Human, she says, "Yes, she will be dealt with, but first we need more information. That will be your task, dear." The Human woman gazes down at her hands, expression unreadable. She says in a neutral tone, "How forceful do you wish me to be in my inquiries, Khalo?" "Goodness, child, there's no need yet to think of such extremes. If we silence her too vigorously, people will believe we fear what she might say. Bring your report to me first." The Human woman rises, smoothing the dove-grey fabric of her silk blouse. "As you say, Khalo."
Possible Subjects: Wyllen, Asrea	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 02/25/2012
High overhead, the ruby light of Yavash gazes down, turning the wave-filled sea below you a bloody crimson. The wind shifts and the entire world seems a rumbling, unstable mess. Just as it all settles... Darkness. Yavash is snuffed. The sky is snuffed. The stench of hot breath fills the air, pressing in on you from all sides. Where the red moon once poured its light, a seemingly endless stream of liquid crashes down into the sea below. Scared and confused, you skitter back from the intrusion, carefully repairing a broken section of webbing before hunkering in a nearby crack.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 02/25/2012
Swirls of muted color occlude your sight, throwing your surroundings into quiet chaos. You find yourself in a peaceful village tinged by the foul deceit of death. A small boy's eager hand clutches your fingers, forcing you to focus. Underneath a blanket of stars, a Gor'Tog and Elf share a conversation from the doorway of a whitewashed inn. You push the boy further behind you, a vain effort to protect him from the ghastly sight of the putrefied, venom-riddled corpse marring the otherwise tranquil scene. Only a handful of words escape their tete-a-tete to reach your ears. The red-haired Elf pauses a moment before flicking her head toward the slain Elpalzi. The Gor'Tog approaches the corpse and unfolds a tarpaulin. Feebly, the boy whimpers, and the woman's eyes instantly settle on you with a fierce gaze. Tears well up as you move to guard the boy. With one blink, they spill from your eyes and return you to the present.
Possible Subjects: Parnore	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 02/25/2012
All around you is darkness. The whisper of a cold wind caresses the back of your neck, and you shiver involuntarily. From the distance you hear hooves thundering, causing the earth to tremble. As the sound draws closer, the cold wraps its icy tentacles around your whole body. The darkness fades with the cacophony of the unseen steeds, leaving you with an intense feeling of foreboding.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 02/25/2012
A bright summer sun blazes down, illuminating the calm water below. High above, at the edge of your world, a massive shadow comes into view. The great dark shape plunges toward you, falling from the sky. Landing with a splash, the object just as quickly returns skyward, taking its newly gathered cargo with it. Nonplussed, you return to work wrapping your latest victim in a shroud of fine webbing.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 02/25/2012
Through the haze of time, an indistinct scene unfolds before your eyes. Two nervous women wearing plain dresses, Elven and Elothean, confront a large bald man, whose jaw drops at something they say. He bellows in rage, but becomes smaller and smaller in stature. The last thing you see is the Elothean cowering behind the Elf before the vision is engulfed in haze.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 02/25/2012
You see a line of statues against the background of a starlit night, each made of sleek black marble. The hems of a pair of ragged grey robes sweep past your vision, accompanied by chatter in disconcerting, throaty voices.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 02/04/2012
You see a pair of towering Elpalzi warriors striding purposefully toward you, blue eyes blazing. One of them growls, "It's time, Parnore. Time for you to step down. Time for our people to take back Zoluren." You stand quietly staring at them, unmoving. The pair grin fiercely as they draw small blades and begin circling you.
Possible Subjects: Parnore, Alret, Garhal	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 02/04/2012
The great expanse of a bright blue sky passes slowly in front of your eyes. You ache all over, every bump and jostle from the road you're being dragged across sends piercing bolts of pain into your back and abdomen. Just when the pain becomes unbearable, your journey stops and you are uncerimoniously dumped before a town well. Townspeople scurry by, all but ignoring your bleeding body as it drains its vital fluids from the stab wounds in your belly. Just as the vision fades, you hear a small girl screaming.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: Early January 2012
You see a ragged Human underneath the night sky. He sits on a large rock at the crest of a hill, his tri-color robes torn and bloody. In front of him is a tall creature, Human in basic shape but formed by flat planes of white light. Coldness radiates from the creature, forming a frost in the surrounding grass. The Human, his face in his hands, asks, "Why?" The creature responds, "You inherited a debt. Your kind claimed the majesty of the heavens as their own. It is not without price. It is not without obligation. Yet even that... even those who know they are called, fall victim to your hands." "You are the children of foolish, but prideful men. When did you start needing gods to come tell you good from evil? Celestial or cthonic freedom or fate. You wield your ambivalence as a shield. You were called, and you have not answered."
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

2011

Date and Time: 10/13/2011
Shadows resolve into a funeral procession moving quietly through a cemetery surrounded by massive edifices. The apprehension of the participants grows visibly when they spot the large, cowled man awaiting them ahead. As the coffin is placed on the ground at his impatient gesture, he begins ministering the burial rites in a deep monotone that sounds awfully bored.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 11/13/2011
Feeling oddly avian, you hear your own wingbeats as you speed through the streets of a large, bustling city, finally coming to a stop at the entrance of a squalid alley. There, two cats circle and tear at each other ceaselessly with primal ferocity. You mentally push the vision away, your head numb from all the mad yowling.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: ?

Date and Time: 11/13/2011
Your vision is shrouded by white mist accompanied by roaring silence that drowns out any other sounds. With each breath, you suck some of the fog into your lungs and the world around you becomes slightly more visible. The cursed air sinks into your stomach, balling into a malevolent tumor, and every second, a chilled tendril reaches out from this core to spread across your body, infecting each of your muscles. Eventually, you have sucked in enough mist and are able to tell that you are on a ship. Blurred figures stand on the deck, dark holes where their eyes should be, staring into the fog, gaping holes where their mouths should be, emitting grey steam instead of sound. The boat lurches suddenly, and the jolt returns you to yourself.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 11/13/2011
Your foresight paints the world with the color of a tropical blue sea, alit with glorious sunlight refracting from the surface. A small white jellyfish sways gracefully in the waters, perhaps a mysterious dance to the songs of Eluned. Your vision changes angle, and you see that the cute jellyfish is gliding closely over the deck of a shipwreck. It approaches a humanoid body, bloated by now, and swiftly disappears into its mouth with a watery slurp. As the corpse begins to squirm, the sea scene flakes all around you.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 11/13/2011
Darkness overcomes you, but your eyes see again as if a Tenebrous Sense has just manifested of its own accord. You are dwarfed in front of what looks like a monolithic idol in a cavern. Behind you, large blue reptiles lounge around rocks rimming an underground lake. They are unaware of your wraithlike presence, and you gratefully fade away.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 11/13/2011
The steep walls of a pit rise around you, faintly transparent and juxtaposed over the real world. Nearby, a Human priestess slumps in the mud, yet her sunken eyes burn with dedication. She appears to be wiping intently at a huge mound of dirt with her hands. Watching this tedious work slackens your mind after a while, causing the scene to fade away.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 11/13/2011
You see a weary Human priestess leaning on a rickety shovel, smiling at something behind you despite her sorry appearance. Her once-regal caftan is smeared with dirt, her hands are scuffed, and locks of greying hair have escaped her elaborate, gold-clasped braid. After a while, she blinks slowly and turns her unbroken smile to you. You suddenly realize you are holding an orb in your hand, its glass emitting a wavering glow.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 11/13/2011
Right in front of you is a sumptuous slice of pecan pie with butterscotch topping. As the vision zooms out, you see that it is being held at arm's length by a thin, venerable Human man. He eyes the dessert with a mix of surprise, longing and extreme suspicion. Finally steeling his resolve, he throws away the pie and walks onward, out of your sight.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/06/2011
Bright light shines down from above, uncomfortably warm, though a gentle sea spray brushes over your burned skin. In spite of the pain that surges with even the slightest of movements, the beach scene around you is peaceful. Grasses sway in the breeze, the smells of cooking foods are strong and sounds of people happily talking to one another are easily heard. Shattering the serenity, a frantic voice shouts out from an unseen speaker, "You're back! Quidan! Lavieska! Council! Ali..." The vision abruptly ends.
Possible Subjects: Quidan, Fang Cove	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/06/2011
Blinding brightness overwhelms your senses, and your badly burned skin aches as a salty spray splashes over you. As you adjust to the painfully intense light, a gaunt Gnome with a lengthy beard comes into focus. A table covered in colorful shells sits behind him, while tall grasses and a clay bank obstruct the view beyond. Indistinct muttering draws your attention back to the figure. With a short stick, he scratches complex figures into the sand, studies them, then curses and wipes his work away. The call of a gull overheard heralds the vision's immediate end.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/06/2011
A high-pitched buzz like that of a pesky gnat sounds near your ear and ever so slowly rotates around your head. As you focus on it, your surroundings dim until only a confined area immediately before you isn't concealed in a black void. A gaunt Gnome with a lengthy beard seems to be staring intently at you, shouting something you can't quite make out. Though you turn about to see if he may be speaking to someone else, there's no one there. A single word finally pierces your vision-induced haze, startling you and drawing your attention back to the Gnome as the vision fades: "ALIVE!"
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/06/2011
The world around you falls away, leaving you hovering, weightlessly in blindingly bright void. Sounds begin to pierce the veil, slowly and quietly at first -- a gull calling, waves upon a shore, the crackle of a flame, the thunks of knives cutting swiftly. The light dims at last, leaving you standing at a window looking out on crude, wooden dock while the work of a kitchen takes place behind you. A cry of alarm outside grabs your attention and heralds the vision's end.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/06/2011
Bright light momentarily blinds you. The sounds of a beach overlap those of a small community working their daily routines -- hammers banging, bellows being pumped, a few young kids playing with one another. A burly, green-eyed Gor'Tog standing outside a crude structure is the first thing you see as your sight slowly returns. Severe scars mar both of his arms. A young man runs up to him and says something that you can't hear from this distance. The Gor'Tog's eyes go wide as he vanishes inside for only a moment before dashing out and away carrying an armful of furs. You feel a tap on your shoulder, but when you turn, the vision ends and your surroundings return.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/06/2011
Deep darkness descends, cloaking your surroundings in ominous shadows. An unseen voice speaks into the stillness before you, "It's time. Give the order." A second voice speaks nervously from behind, "As you wish, sir." A brief moment of whispering fabric as they move away follows before the latter voice is heard again. "Er, sir? Won't someone notice them being..." A brief, nearly silent scuffle ends with a soft bump as a body falls to the ground.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/06/2011
Darkness descends, cloaking your surroundings in ominous shadows. "You will not question my instructions. Your role is not that of inquisitor. Your role is to deliver my messages to those who need them. Do you understand?" A secondary voice quickly answers, "Aye." An uncomfortable silence stretches for what seems an eternity before the first speaks again with a chuckle, "Well done."
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/06/2011
Deep darkness descends, cloaking your surroundings in ominous shadows. A lamp pierces the darkness, revealing a young, but otherwise nondescript face. A whip cracks as a beast-drawn wagon trundles noisily across a bridge stretching overhead. The figure nods and immediately banging rings out into the cloaked night, drawing your attention away. Metal being torn apart shrieks out into the night. As quickly as it began, the torturous sounds stop. Turning back, you realize the youth has vanished, though the light of a lamp that wasn't there before shines down from a bloodwood building above.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/06/2011
Darkness descends, cloaking your surroundings in ominous shadows. As you try to get your bearings, the location shifts, and you find yourself looking down at a table before a roaring fireplace. Four figures sit across from one another, and pipe smoke hangs heavy in the air. One says, "He did well. They left nothing behind. The reports I've seen question the vandalism, but nothing more. I assigned our man to guard things. He'll make a little something on the side while maintaining nothing's afoul."
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/06/2011
The lingering echo of a past vision nags at the edges of your senses. The more you try to bring it into focus, the more fleeting the memory is. A single, whispered word finds its way into your thoughts: "unnatural."
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: Originally appeared 08/04/2011, disappeared 01/07/2012, reappeared 09/15/2012
A severe hissing sound fills your thoughts as your mind is gripped by a vision. You realize that you can sense the life essences of everything around you, centered on a large, ruddy seed that you grasp firmly in your left hand. The lush greens of a forest swim before your eyes, but your mind reels with the overwhelming feeling of struggle, as everything around you fights to live and thrive. The sensation grows and grows, your nerves singing with the agony of life. As you feel yourself slipping toward unconsciousness, an older Human with a scarred face steps toward you and takes your arm. The Human says, "Khalo..." The hissing sound fades along with the vision.
Possible Subjects: Shock_Quest	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/04/2011
A leader-clad male Dwarf stands before a Human woman with long black hair and pale skin criss-crossed with scars. She gazes at him coldly, only her violet eyes and her combative, poised stance betraying her fury. The Dwarf makes a sweeping gesture with his arm, bringing it up towards the sky and down towards the ground. With a slurping sound, a massive torrent of red and green goo rains from above! The Human, unaffected, steps closer to the Dwarf, ensnaring him with her gaze. The Dwarf falls to his knees, a look of total bewilderment gripping his features as the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Annael	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 02/10/2011
Darkness surrounds you, followed swiftly by the sound of some large, hollow material clattering together. A sticky substance begins to drip over your body, noxious fumes filling your nose and mouth. The suffocating sensation sends you into a momentary panic and you reach out to get a sense of your surroundings. Your hands meet thick vertical posts almost immediately, calling the mental image of a cage to mind. Trapped in the cramped cell, you only vaguely hear a laughing voice shouting somewhere in the distance, "Yes! An army of behemoths at my command! Let the white walls tremble at my approach!" You feel certain you are going to pass out, choked by the horrendous, thick mucus, when all at once the world around you returns, the chilling sounds and sensations disappearing.
Possible Subjects: Lhars	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 02/07/2011
Suddenly your vision turns black and you can feel that you are standing in water up to your knees. Reaching out, you feel wet, moss-covered stones. As you look up, you can barely see the night sky through what seems like a small pinhole. You feel panic starting to creep up your spine as you realize you are at the bottom of a deep well. You begin to scream when suddenly you are back where you started, hoping that no one heard you.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 01/07/2011
You see a soldier encased from head to toe in polished plate armor. He stands over a black-robed form that lies obscured in the mud, while fresh blood drips off his brandished sword. An elderly farmer calls out from the side, "What was his name?" The soldier replies, "Why does it matter?" "Well, if you don't know his name, what are you going to put on his tombstone?" "Tombstone? Who are you?" The Old Man dismisses the question with a brushing gesture, "I fancy myself an expert on the creation and destruction of monsters." The soldier takes a step forward, his shining boot planted firmly among the mud and gore, "Why are you here, then?" The Old Man stares morosely at the soldier and says, "I reckon at least one of those just happened."
Possible Subjects: Old Man	Repeat: True

2010

Date and Time: 02/07/2011
Your vision momentarily blurs. As it clears, you find yourself bathed in a brilliant blue light. A sense of joy fills your being... at first. Slowly and painfully you start to disintigrate, each tiny bit of what was once you floating high up into the light. Just when you think the pain couldn't possibly get worse the vision ends, leaving you whole and slightly dazed.
Possible Subjects: Xibar topaz	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 12/30/2010
Low chanting fills your ears. Looking around you find yourself inexplicably sitting at an oval-shaped table with a dozen or so hooded monks, all reciting the same phrase. The words seem strange, and as you attempt to focus on them you feel your sanity slowly slipping away. Erupting into a fit of maniacal laugher, you abruptly awaken from the strange dream, feeling somehow changed.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 12/30/2010
Dark skies roll in overhead, followed by inky waves of a sea surrounding you. Aboard a violently swaying ship, you find yourself at the center of a great, oceanic maelstrom. Back and forth the deck tilts, the angle growing more and more severe with each great wave. Suddenly a loud *CRACK* pierces through the din, and you look up to see the mast snapped, falling directly toward you. Just before you are crushed, you notice a stout, bearded fellow leaping into the waves, cutlass in hand. The vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 12/30/2010
You find yourself at a fisherman's wharf, screams and pandemonium breaking out among a throng, with people running in all directions and pushing and shoving through the crowd. A moment later, a massive suckered tentacle rears up from beyond and comes crashing down, sweeping dozens of victims into the churning waters of the harbor. Ship's masts rock to and fro as more of the huge, flailing tendrils wend their way up on shore, wrapping around some and crushing others. The horrible image fades in a blink, leaving behind only a disturbing memory.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 12/30/2010
Darkness envelops you briefly, and as your vision clears you see a beautiful woman with angelic features, head covered with a shadowy hood, stalking behind a large drunken man walking in the shadows. Suddenly, she draws a knife and begins to quietly move closer to the man. Before you can protest, she has stabbed the man multiple times in the back. She searches his dead body, finds what appears to be a deed of some sort. After pocketing the object, she drags the corpse into an alley just as your vision returns to normal.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 12/30/2010
A faint drone fills your ears and your sight blurs. With a sudden snap, your vision flashes to a well-traveled road. A young lass dressed in finery is accompanied by a small entourage traveling at a relaxed pace. Suddenly, a loud *THWACK* rings out as a piercing arrow hits its mark. A bloody red haze encircles the vision as chaos ensues, the lass falling into a crumbled heap. Deafening screams echo across the road and the image of a lion flashes before you, just as your mind's eye snaps shut, leaving you breathless.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 12/30/2010
Bands of wavering color wash over your vision, fading into a vibrant forest scene. A female archer with blonde hair and green eyes steps from the foliage, her Human features complimented by pointed ears. She holds one hand up to silence you, and then points to the south. You follow her fingertip toward the distance, hearing her say, "He is coming." Before your eyes can focus on where she is indicating, the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Lirisa	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 12/30/2010
You see a man without eyes, crossing the desert. He walks with a staff in hand, face turned always towards the sun, bare feet shuffling through the sand. Coming to a valley with a three-spired ridge along the edge, red rocks jutting toward the sky, he stops and raises his staff into the air. "Come forth, my minions!" After a moment, the sand of the valley begins to rumble and shift, but the vision is already fading.
Possible Subjects: Lhars, Cadaverous Yeehar	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 12/29/2010
As your vision twists you see a tattered old man surrounded by a pile of bones that appear to be Human and Elven. The man searches aimlessly through the bones until he finds the one he is looking for. He grins, and as he does, you can see bits of flesh hanging from his teeth. Setting the bone to the side he says to himself, "That will be for later!" Your vision returns to normal, but the image of that man will always remain.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 12/29/2010
Stern features spring to life in front of you, a dark-skinned Human with short black hair dominating your field of vision. His displeased gaze turns to an enraged snarl and he shouts, "No! For the last time, no! Good gods, you are entirely useless!" Without warning you find yourself upside-down and sailing out through the nearby window. Thankfully, the vision fades before you crash to the ground.
Possible Subjects: Kssarh	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 12/29/2010
A starry sky races past you suddenly, familiar constellations sliding away to be replaced by more and stranger formations. Clouds form in the blackness between, bubbling outward from the inky darkness into smoky tendrils that flail and grasp, seemingly toward you. One by one they absorb the points of light, clearing the sky of stars. Relief washes over you as the vision abruptly ends.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/16/2010
Your vision blurs. As it comes back to focus, you have a bird's eye view of a massive keep. Workers mill about the area chopping trees, shaping stone, and laying a cobble road. Seated within the center of the clearing is a lone albino blood wolf, his gaze carefully surveying the nearly completed work. As he turns his muzzle upward toward you the vision abruptly ends.
Possible Subjects: Ulf'Hara Keep, Vorclaf	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/16/2010
A barely perceptible shadowy aura clings to your skin, energizing you with a sense of safety and well-being. It does not last long, however, as an unwelcome searing light rends apart your aura. The loss stabs your heart with daggers of dull, numbing pain.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/16/2010
You find yourself buried vertically in some sort of thick mud, your limbs immobile and your eyelids heavy with exhaustion. A twilight-hued frog leaps in front of your face and fixes you with a bug-eyed, whimsical stare. The vision ripples away from your mind.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/16/2010
You see a cyan snake that is slithering across a floor of irregularly interlocked black and white tiles. It pauses briefly, then multiplies into three snakes that look identical to their parent. Your viewpoint elevates as the new snakes move on in different paths that oddly follow the tile patterns, each one trifurcating again. The scene blurs away before you can discern the overarching mosaic that was beginning to show.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/15/2010
The threads of fate billow into an expansive fog in which the only visible thing is the silhouette of a man seated on an elaborately sculpted platinum chair. Your mind's eye is so distant from him, however, that you cannot make out his shadowed face. From the flashy bolero he is humming, he seems happy in spite of the dreary surroundings.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 10/14/2010
You find yourself staring at your reflection in a mirror, which slowly darkens into a pitch-black ersatz. Noticing there is no mirror anymore, you reach out with a hesitant hand to touch the creature. The coldness of its skin makes you jerk your hand back and ends the vision.
Possible Subjects: Dunshade: Echo of Tears	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 09/23/2010
Your vision comes to rest on a merchant spreading his wares gloomwood table. In the middle of the table you see a pedestal of bluefire velvet. Fine metallic threads used in the warp of the fabric catch the light, causing an illusion resembling blue lightning crackling across its surface. Rare gems rest on the surface of the velvet including haze sapphires, night diamonds, and cloud rubies. Surrounding the pedestal are bolts of Elven snowlace, duchess satin, lava samite, and starlight velvet. The merchant shifts a bolt of fabric, allowing you to catch a glimpse of bolts of mana engraved into the surface of the table. Your vision returns to normal.
Possible Subjects: Hollow Eve 2010	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 09/23/2010
Your vision attempts to focus on an endless void, but soon your head aches as your eyes fail to find a point to rest upon. You become aware of a rhythmic pulsing somewhere in the shifting nothingness, eventually settling to a steady drip, drip, drip. A small point appears, then another and another. Your vision returns to normal before any of the spots gets close enough for you to recognize its shape or form.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 09/23/2010
The world spins around you, finally settling on a priestess raising her arms at an altar. Clad in an oceanmist satin robe embroidered with bolts of mana, she holds a dusk rose in one hand and a chalice made of haralum in the other. A small smile appears on her lips as your vision returns to normal.
Possible Subjects: Morlaena	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 09/06/2010
Your vision flashes black without warning. Darkness surrounds you. As you draw an uneasy breath, mud and water flow quickly into your mouth and nose, clogging your airways. You blink rapidly as you attempt to pull yourself to fresh air and continued life. You feel the unbearable weight on your chest move toward your neck, like hands wrapping themselves around you in a tight embrace. Just as you start to lose all hope your vision snaps back to normal.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 09/05/2010
You hear steel clashing against steel! Turning around, you see two figures: both the size and build of a Human male and both clad head to toe in identical, bare steel plate. Each fights with an identical bastard sword and wards their opponent away with identical shields which bear no crests. Unsurprisingly, the fighters are evenly matched. What few blows are not parried or batted away fail to penetrate their armor. Only as the fight goes on do you notice a distinction between the two: one radiates a sense of... wrongness, a detectable repugnance that can only be described in terms of spiritual or moral worth.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 09/05/2010
Your vision sharply blurs, leaving indistinct whorls of color in front of you. When you recover, two animals stand in front of you. One is a prime example of a lion, while standing near its front paws is a tensed mongoose. Moments pass, and then... ...nothing happens. There is no intuitive meaning; no sense of power or destiny. The two animals stare at you, and you could almost fancy they are disappointed. The lion turns its back to you and walks away, the mongoose scampering after him.
Possible Subjects: Chadatru, Rutilor	Repeat: True

Date and Time: Between 8/31/2010 and 09/05/2010
As your vision clears you find yourself in a large theater. A stage magician, clad in a dark robe adorned with lightning bolts of mana, holds the crowd's rapt attention. The magician summons you to the stage and places a dove in your outstretched hand, then covers the bird with an iridescent cloth. Suddenly the illusionist produces a knife and slashes at the cloth which explodes in a flash of light. The crowd gasps in amazement as the bird and one of your fingers have vanished. The magician raises his hands high above his head, basking in the cheers of the crowd as you make your way back to your seat. The audience is still cheering as your vision returns to normal.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/31/2010
Your vision blurs. As it comes back to focus, you have a bird's eye view of the foundation of a massive keep. Workers mill about the area chopping trees, shaping stone, and laying a cobble road. Seated within the center of the clearing is a lone albino blood wolf, his gaze carefully surveying the work in progress. As he turns his muzzle upward toward you the vision abruptly ends.
Possible Subjects: Ulf'Hara Keep, Vorclaf	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/31/2010
Your vision blurs. As it comes back to focus, you have a bird's eye view of the foundation of a massive keep. Workers mill about the area chopping trees, shaping stone, and laying a cobble road. Seated within the center of the clearing is a lone albino blood wolf, his gaze carefully surveying the work in progress. As he turns his muzzle upward toward you the vision abruptly ends.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/31/2010
You see an elderly Human farmer, hoe in hand, working in a garden. A pillar of fire and sunlight erupts some feet behind him, a screaming flame that somehow that does not consume the vegetation beneath it. The sunlight brightens and dims rhythmicly, while the crackle of the flame transforms into a polyphonic voice. "They need to die." The Old Man replies nonchalantly, "Everybody dies." While it has no body language to speak of, you intuit that the flame is not amused. An awkward silence holds until the Old Man speaks again, "Can you do anything about the demon?" "No." "Then you have a very serious problem. Good luck with that." With that, the Old Man returns his attention to his vegetables.
Possible Subjects: Old Man, The Hunger	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/20/2010
You grow lightheaded, feeling almost giddy. The world around you becomes gradually more blurry, images and forms trailing behind their actual location as you turn to inspect them. Somewhere beneath the euphoric sensation you are aware of a power surging through you, giving you pause for a moment as you inspect yourself. Your body, rippling with musculature you previously did not possess, inspires you to utilize this amazing strength. Head rising to survey your surroundings once more, it becomes immediately apparent to you what must be done. Your knuckles tighten and a grim smile crosses your face as the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/14/2010
The world changes in a rush of color and sound, your body swiftly replaced by a muscular form rippling with excess energy. Cackling maniacally you charge forward through a landscape that was not there moments before, sending waves of cracking, dark purple energy after fleeing silhouettes -- hapless fools too slow to escape your might. A sharp sensation of agony lances through your body, returning you painfully to your senses. Looking down you see a barbed metal spade jutting out of your chest and feel your body fall forward, the intoxicated sensation drifting away. A sound of galloping hooves rushes past you before the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/13/2010
Raucous laughter rings in your ears, a middle-aged human woman coalescing in your vision. She slaps at her knee, then takes a mighty swig from a tarnished silver belt flask. The woman leans close to a slight figure, offering the flask. The figure raises a bloody hand and shakes its head, declining. The human woman looks disappointed, then takes another gulp, the reek of cheap liquor permeating the area. As the figure lowers its hand, you notice a plain silver ring bearing the crest of the Empaths' guild adorning the smallest finger. The human woman corks her flask, determination glinting in her eyes, and the vision goes black.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/01/2010
As your vision twists you see an ancient shaman seated in what appears to be a sandstone cave, its walls glittering with embedded gems. Around him is scattered the detritus of failed experiments. In one hand he holds a pale runestone as he uses a broken arrow to dig a gem from the wall of the cave. You notice a small leather pack at his feet as something within it begins to stir. The shaman nudges the pack gently with his foot and says "Quiet my friend. Soon you shall feast, and all will tremble at the precision of our terrible magic. As your vision returns to normal you hear the shaman chortling softly.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 08/01/2010
A young girl, slight and frail, with wispy hair, stands in front of a small cottage. A bird lands on her finger and whistles inquiringly at her. She responds with another whistle, and the bird nods its head and flies away. The girl cocks her head oddly and turns to look at you, and the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 05/31/2010
Your vision blurs, obscured by blades of tall grass, and you realize that you are pressed flat on the ground, hiding in the weeds. You turn your head and see billows of dust rising from a dirt road. Through the grey haze, you see a seemingly endless parade of combat boots and wagon wheels. A pebble is kicked at your head, and your involuntary flinch causes the nearest pair of boots to stop. As they turn toward your hiding place, your vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 05/22/2010
You stand at the edge of a forest, watching a boy in a clearing drop rocks into a pond. He seems to see something and leans closer to the water. With lightning speed, a pair of scaly arms reaches up to grab him around the neck, pulling him in. As the ripples subside on the pond, the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 05/22/2010
Your vision wavers, and you see the silhouette of a tall figure with bowed head and shackled hands, standing before a magistrate. Someone leans over and whispers into the magistrate's ear, slipping him a jingling pouch. The magistrate smiles thinly and gestures for the shackled man to be taken away. The man's shackles break and he begins uttering a terrible incantation. As the air crackles with gathering mana, your vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 05/14/2010
A Dwarven miner stands in a cavern beside a pile of tools and spent torches. As he raises his sputtering lantern high, the glitter of precious jewels sparkles from the walls. At that moment, the lantern goes out, plunging the cavern into total darkness. The vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 05/14/2010
You walk on a path, keeping your eyes on the sharp, broken cobblestones beneath your feet. Something draws your gaze upward to a ruined tower silhouetted against the sky. The sight feels new to you, yet there is still something familiar about the place. Just as you feel you can put your finger on it, the vision fades.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/27/2010
Colors and shapes dance in the fringes of your vision, constantly evading your focus. Your prophetic connection feels unusually languid as the images sputter in and out of existence. Gradually a single image comes to dominate your senses -- a gleaming white tower under assault by the elusive imagery.
Possible Subjects: Shard	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 04/27/2010
You suddenly find yourself standing in a vast wheat field, a sharpened scythe in your hand. As you swing the blade through a tall growth of ready-to-harvest stalks a large squad of ogres stomps into the area. They ignore you as they begin harvesting the same field you're working, stuffing the grain haphazardly into teh sacks tied to their waists. Just as you turn to run one of them takes notice and begins lumbering in your direction...
Possible Subjects: Ogre, Naarg	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/27/2010
You are suddenly flying high above a familiar well. Wind blowing freely against your face, you slowly circle the small hamlet. Screams echo all around you as a horde of trolls made of stone and tree hastily grab food and supplies from the homes, and even the hands, of nearby villagers. As your gaze turns south you see the horde moving slowly through the fields, filling sacks as they go.
Possible Subjects: Rock Troll	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/27/2010
A sextet of incongruous scarecrows stands on a hill in the middle of strange, blasted lands. They are bound with leaping arcs of energy to each other and to a squat iron curtain before them. Each pulse of the arcs elicits sprays of reddish black blood from both the figures and the iron, painting the air. As the sun rises behind the wall, the brilliant rays make you avert your eyes from the poignant scene.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/27/2010
Your foresight paints the world with the color of a tropical blue sea, alit with glorious sunlight refracting from the surface. A small white jellyfish sways gracefully in the waters, perhaps a mysterious dance to the songs of Eluned. Your vision changes angle, and you see that the cute jellyfish is gliding closely over the deck of a shipwreck. It approaches a humanoid body, bloated by now, and swiftly disappears into its mouth with a watery slurp. As the corpse begins to squirm, the sea scene flakes all around you.
Possible Subjects: Drowned Ones	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/25/2010
You see a weary Human priestess leaning on a rickety shovel, smiling at something behind you despite her sorry appearance. Her once-regal caftan is smeared with dirt, her hands are scuffed, and locks of greying hair have escaped her elaborate, gold-clasped braid. After a while, she blinks slowly and turns her unbroken smile to you. You suddenly realize you are holding an orb in your hand, its glass emitting a wavering glow.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/20/2010
You find yourself standing on the edge of a bottomless pit, dressed in a flowing white robe. Your hands are bound behind your back with a silken rope, and the muted cheers from a crowd screaming for sacrifice make it nearly impossible to think. Strangely, you find this perfectly natural and right -- It is your fate, your destiny, your desire to become a small part of something so much larger than yourself. The cheers of the crowd are at a near fervor, and a surreal sense of peace comes over you, quieting your heart. You take the step forward, willingly leaping from the precipice and plunging toward your final death.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/19/2010
You find yourself sitting at the base of a hill made entirely of shattered glass. Picking up one of the pieces, you see that a faded script is etched on it in Gamgweth, though the words are far too faded to make out. The pieces range from miniscule to about the size of a handspan, each one with writing in a different language. Looking around, you see that more giant heaps of glass stretch all the way to the horizon, which ends in complete darkness. The night sky above is covered with stormclouds, and a bolt of lightning streaks down to hit one of the disarrayed piles and washing the vision away from your sight.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/19/2010
You see a pack of tawny brown coyotes racing across the desert in pursuit of some hapless Human. Tongues lolling out of their mouths, they catch up to the man with a wild celerity that alarms your subconscious. A sudden dust devil erodes the vision away from you.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/09/2010
The world is deconstructed into grey, tan and brown particles as your mind is drawn along a multi-stranded cord of fate. You crouch in the shadows behind a group of dark-skinned, withered Elves who are in counsel with a vaporous apparition of white and yellow. Though some have the hint of defiant pride in their eyes, they all maintain a respectful bearing toward her. Tapping her chin with a finger, a particularly vexed-looking crone says, "He is too young." The elderly man next to her nods thoughtfully. The spirit smiles. "We have had younger." "So be it." The ghostly woman raises a single hand placidly, making a benevolent gesture. Her form begins to fade, dematerializing until nothing but a faint mist is left, the scent of fresh herbs rising to meet your nostrils.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/08/2010
Exuding an air of authority and displeasure, a stern Dwarven woman with tightly pulled-up hair stares down at a bowl of gruel. She then launches into a thorough tongue-lashing which you hardly understand, but someone else mumbles, "Y-yes, Mistress." White-robed novices scurry behind her as the Dwarf storms out.
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 04/01/2010
You find yourself in a spherical prison of glass, alight with such a powerful white glow that it is impossible to glimpse the outside. The light, for all its benign glamor, is annulling the very air you breathe. You fall to your knees in suffocation, but there is no reprieve or mercy. As you rest your dying hands on the warm glass wall, it blackens like the onrushing thunderclouds of a storm and explodes into a cloud of noxious-smelling dust!
Possible Subjects: Unknown	Repeat: True

Date and Time: 03/28/2010
Prophecy grips your mind, filling it with a stormy scene. Rain pounds the ground around you as a second glow appears directly overhead. The glow builds in intensity, a hellish inferno surpassing even the sun as it plummets towards the horizon. With the impact, the sky goes red and the foretelling releases your senses before the shockwave reaches you. Reality suddenly ripples. As it stills, you find yourself standing on the deck of a ship. The crew hurries at their tasks, oblivious to your presence. Your gaze is drawn towards the horizon where a small fleet of ships sails in formation with your own. Though shark fins swim escort to each of the ships, their crews seem unaware of their presence. The world flickers red as the vision fades. Something seems wrong with the world, though long moments pass before you are able to place it - reality has taken on a slightly red tinge. As comprehension fills you, the red quickly deepens casting everything in bloody hues. The world explodes around you in a flash of white light. Sight slowly returns, the unnatural hues banished, but a sensation of foreboding remains nestled in your mind. Lighting strikes at you, hundreds of bolts slamming into the ground at once. Debris fills the air as you are tossed like a rag doll, ozone and smoke filling your nostrils. Crumpled and in a daze, you blink rapidly trying to restore vision to your abused eyes. Searing echoes of the lighting strikes slowly fade, only to be replaced by thick blood oozing down your face. Try as you might to clear your eyes, only the blood-red remains. Without warning another bolt strikes at you, shattering the trance-like vision. You are stunned! You collapse from the intensity of the vision! The world around you vanishes as you find yourself under inky waters. You savor the air in your lungs as you are caught up in the angry waves and hammered against unseen debris. Sweet breath is crushed from your body, though you managed to escape any broken bones. Its as if Drogor himself has seen fit to punish you for venturing into his waters. The vision is ripped from your mind as the waves close in once more. Pain builds in your chest and your connection to Fate shudders. Disoriented, you find yourself again tumbling breathless in salty waters. Resisting the urge to surrender, you manage to draw in a half breath as the current pulls you under once more. Hands and feet grow heavy, weighing you down more than helping you fight. Every beat of your heart pounds against your skin, a sharp contrast to the spreading numbness in your limbs. A lingering sense of mortality perches in the back of your mind as the world returns to normal. Your life lingers onward, unwilling to extinguish itself, but no longer able to stand the pain. It seems the suffering can continue no longer, yet does. When Aldauth’s cruel hand finally snuffs out your life, the foretelling ends with it, and you are thankful. You are stunned! You collapse from the intensity of the vision! Sea spray splashes over you as the image of a tanned Kaldar with tight red dreadlocks fills your mind. His muscular build is evident beneath his white silk shirt and grey breeches. Your sight doubles and blurs as future and present juxtapose - muscle melts from him, his features turn gaunt, and his clothing is torn to rags. A haunted, but determined, look fills his dark eyes as a distant cry rips the vision from your mind. Your eyes water, tears forming without apparent cause or motivation. Blinking to clear them away, you find yourself looking up through sea water towards the shining sun. Oddly, you have no trouble breathing and find yourself at peace until the first bloated body drifts into view. Countless more follow, their lifeless eyes gazing towards you, empty. Black and bloated, they blot out the sun, the vision passing with the final ray of light. You are stunned!
Possible Subjects: Estate Holder Trading Fleet 397	Repeat: False

Date and Time: 01/05/2010
Glare spots appear in your eyes, accompanying the sense that something is in motion in the heavens. Another flash of light partially blinds you, leaving your sight changed in its wake. A translucent obelisk stands before you, easily over a hundred feet tall. Four huge jewels adorn its square, tapered crown: a ruby, a sapphire, a topaz and a pearl. Light seems to twist and churn rapidly beneath its surface, triggering within the vision a profound sense of malice. Then the screaming starts. Bolts of surreal, silver fire shoot upward from the obelisk's four gems and arc back down, falling from the heavens like rain. Each bolt explodes upon contact, carving blasted holes in the otherwise smooth, grey plain; smooth, grey and occupied. Hundreds, perhaps thousands of figures are running for their lives, appearing as little more than indistinct silhouettes against the bright bombardment. The only figure you can focus on amidst the bright explosions and flying debris is a Human man with pale skin, red hair and a slender frame. Seemingly unhindered by the chaos at his feet, he bares his teeth in rage and walks toward the monstrous obelisk. Your vision is engulfed in white when an explosion cuts into the ground between your point of view and the Human, severing the vision.
Possible Subjects: Pelag ai Aldam, sorcery	Repeat: False