The Wyrm Note

Letter from an unknown scholar, addressed to "The Allshattering" Calamity of years past after the slaying of "The Allstriking". Dated 'The Strike to Shatter Stars and Bring Forth The End of Chitins Rike'-TC. Released to the masses sometime in the latter eras within the Tasismarrian Calendar. Known as 'The Wyrm Note'

"The Allshattering, may this answer to thy request find thee in due time. You were right to question the land and its formation. Whilst Ardent remains... compromised, after unforeseen contact- (Rest of sentence has been omitted. Inquires for further information are either denied or answered with disrespectfully vague statements). We have no longer pursued an answer from her and unless this damage can be reversed, will no longer rely on her for history.

The other sister however brutish and difficult has been forced to yield answer. And from recovered achieves we found an answer. The Sable'sa have been to our moons and most intriguingly, the sister planet Alaterous. Information upon all three divine moons is scarce, but Alaterous? My my, you were correct Allshattering. Land formation and masses are off, alien, and correct. Unlike ours.

Cross referenced with the rest of the archives material it is clear to see our science was infact not incorrect- The numbers did not match up and it was no fault of our scientists. We are the anomaly- Our world, our planet, is infeasible. Or rather 'impossible'- though bias fills my hearts at those words. As to whether or not this relates to-

(The next three pages of the Wyrm Note have never been released and remain a myth)

Then I would have to say yes. It is... a disquieting notion. Perhaps in our haste we have dug ourselves into a grave. Further collaborations with the Sable'sa are impossible for obvious reasons. Despite how you cleaned up that frothing excuse for a deity! If we had the power and garrison I would request we further lash those bugs into submission for these heretical insults. Find whatever gods they still think to pray too and pry the meat off their bones and devour them whole once more but I digress.

Thirteen stations is what we here at Tàrʐzö-malrnràö recommend. We must disallow them to wake at any cost. In overthrowing the insects and claiming the crown do we also take that burden of responsibility. Thirteen stations to monitor and ensure they stay in deep slumber. The hegemony forming under your divine guidance would serve a wonderous surrogate for such designs.

More study is desperately needed if we are to understand the threat snoring right under our feet. Those caverns and the darklight whilst lacking direct evidence must surely be related. You know what wyrms do. What mahken does. And I think we both know of that rumor. The thirteen.

May thy Hunt be Few, and thy Prey Many"