She knew that coming here would do one of two things for her: it would either confirm her visions about this mysterious God of Time that the Pantheon had not seen since the First Pantheon, or they would leave her heartbroken for putting so much stock into a dream. His voice had been so real, though; when he told her to come to the Nu’san Temple to awaken him, she could have sworn that she could still hear the voice echoing in her head.
Nu’san… she thought to herself as she passed through the doors of the temple, looking at the magnificent archways as she tread lightly on the stone, holding her garnet staff and sapphire sword close by as she examined the temple with great scrutiny. After all, it might appear peaceful on the outside, but Sairahiniel knew better than to trust her gut feeling that the temple was not everything it seemed. After all, she was looking for a Re’klettan God that had not been seen in well over two thousand years.
After a little walking through the temple and receiving odd stares from those that were meditating there, Sairahiniel came to a room that had the Re’klettan script she was so familiar with on the doors. It did not take Sairahiniel long to translate the writing on the door, and once she had, she spoke.
“Cas ar ais an gaineamh ama, céim tríd an doras agus isteach leis an am atá caite. Dúisigh, a Dhia na Am, agus teacht ar ais go daor Re'klet*,” she said, and slowly, the door slid open.
[1.2]
*Turn back the sands of time, step through the door and into the past. Awaken, oh God of Time, and come back to dear Re'klet.
Nu’san… she thought to herself as she passed through the doors of the temple, looking at the magnificent archways as she tread lightly on the stone, holding her garnet staff and sapphire sword close by as she examined the temple with great scrutiny. After all, it might appear peaceful on the outside, but Sairahiniel knew better than to trust her gut feeling that the temple was not everything it seemed. After all, she was looking for a Re’klettan God that had not been seen in well over two thousand years.
After a little walking through the temple and receiving odd stares from those that were meditating there, Sairahiniel came to a room that had the Re’klettan script she was so familiar with on the doors. It did not take Sairahiniel long to translate the writing on the door, and once she had, she spoke.
“Cas ar ais an gaineamh ama, céim tríd an doras agus isteach leis an am atá caite. Dúisigh, a Dhia na Am, agus teacht ar ais go daor Re'klet*,” she said, and slowly, the door slid open.
[1.2]
*Turn back the sands of time, step through the door and into the past. Awaken, oh God of Time, and come back to dear Re'klet.