Journal Entry #19

Var'Tempus 1003 YAR

My vision has become clouded. This has not happened before, ever. Caliban himself told me my sight had been the clearest of his Oracles. In all my years, my prophecies have often been vague, but I have always deeply believed they were meaningful. Nothing I have seen nor spoken recently feels correct – they are deceitful, misleading at best. I fear for the future… I beg Caliban for his guidance.

Have I lost the ability to see completely? My visions show war and destruction, battles, victories, and losses. I can see the towering forests of Oshiv’Ran. I recognize the white stone and canals of the Sea Goddesses’ city. Perhaps if I travel, I would recognize the exact spot in the forest or the exact stone where the canal meets the river! But that is where my clarity ends.

The board appears to me, but where are the players? How can I play this prophetic game without the pieces to move??

Since the war began, Soyolmaa and the Bhediya have remained in the City of Fortune. Despite being heavily pregnant, she insists upon serving as my guard. She fears for my well being, though she will not say. The nosebleeds are infrequent, the nausea passes, and I have only fainted once.

Instead of war, I had hoped to pursue a rediscovery of the past. In brief flashes, I saw Soyolmaa across the continent. I know she has never been to the mountains of my birth and yet I saw her there. Now, Soyolmaa is confined by the walls of the City of Fortune and her displeasure is tangible, even if she denies it at every turn. And the map, too, remains.

Yet as I ponder what could have been… I am once more struck with the sensation that it is not quite right. Soyolmaa will be called to serve and she will cross this continent, though I know not yet what for.

I was shown Ihyesult in my visions. This map found its way into my hands. It, too, like Soyolmaa, carries with it the burden of a purpose.

If it is not Soyolmaa I see, then who?

Dysis Judas