Editing Game-Summaries:10/19/2019 Recollections (section)

==Recollections by Kaylorr==
It's been a long couple of days and I am still in denial of what a magnificent and utter failure occurred.

[[The Eternal Order]] lost [[Coin]]. WE lost Coin. [[Loco]], [[Dereth]], [[Zanna]], [[Rezik]], and I. Coin went in search of Yggdrasil to find answers. The [[Seer]] told us he has fallen to a great darkness and would be lost to us forever if we failed. 

Coin said not to follow and yet we did, to bring him back to the light. We failed. Spectacularly....We knew the risks but Coin was family and our brother. We followed Coin into the dreamscape of where we could find Yggdrasil. Just like my recent travels to find [[Chandra]] or [[Liandrin]], our adventure took us to a realm that was not located in our current...physical realm? Regardless we slept in the Yellow's Tower and dreamt of Yggdrasil and Coin.

We woke to an ever expanding see of grass. To the east was a great shadow cast by a large mountain, [[Mithaniel Marr]]. To the west was more grass. We went east towards the mountain and shadow. Zanna spots a cave right as a huge beast appears from the ground. Miraculously we make it inside right as it crashes into the entrance, causing a cave in and trapping us. We found ourselves to be in a labyrinth. We push deeper, moving right and left. Dereth tried keeping a map so we don't get lost but with so many twists and turns it became overwhelming.

As we sat discussing what to do, all of a sudden an unseen presence appeared among our group. He called himself the Observer and was working with the Raven Queen. <s>Samir, Shaunak, Robin, Joe</s>, (what are these names? why did I just choose to write that) Rezik, Loco, Zanna, Dereth and I realized much more were at stake. As we ventured forth, we kept coming across open rooms with a painted mural of what we deduced to be Yggdrasil. The murals started as simple drawing of a twisted tree and evolved into a full colored tree that depicted 9 different realms attached to it from within Mithaniel Marr. We also discovered additional writings from Coin and decided we were on the right path.

As our search continued, our reality and identity seemed to break. Coin's writings became more erratic. He spoke of a story that he knew but did not exist in our world or reality. I saw/felt glimpses that we are puppets in some sort of twisted game, where individuals created us through their imaginations, where the entire world that I know was made up from multiple stories and worlds put together by an ever-seeing deity, whose rule was law. All of my choices and thoughts and emotions and skills, controlled and created from nothing more than pen and paper and random chance. like a coin-flip or a roll of dice. We tried forming answers from clues that were nothing more than diversions. As the Seer said, we were addicted to thinking and it was starting to show.

With our minds unravelling, we forced ourselves to press on. Eventually finding a spiral staircase and moving what we think is down. More corridors and hallways. More walking. More whispers from the Observer of our regrets, fears, and failures. Our party finally came across our goal, Coin. Sitting in the middle of a chasm. But there was something wrong. He sat there, unmoving but vomiting a continuous stream of darkness. <s>The Observer leaves us in a huff, knocking over our dice and stormed out of the house</s>....we felt the Observer's presence leave us and we moved forward to rescue Coin.

As you may already know, we did not rescue Coin...we watched in horror as he sat there vomiting a never-ending stream of black hideous nothingness. This creature turned towards our party with nothing but malice and hate and we worked to break its hold from Coin. We were no match for this thing and we slowly lost hope. Our belief in Coin vanished, our confidence dwindled, and our <s>HP</s> (what??) minds and bodies were battered. With no other plan, <s>Joe</s>Dereth cast Word of Recall to pull us out of the impending doom and with that...Coin is gone and lost to us forever. In his place, an old God of the past has come back. One who has been dead for hundreds of years. Nerull...

And it's with these thoughts and concerns, that I end this entry for it's the beginning of the week and already I have started to procrastinate with my regular duties. I have been through death to save Chandra and Liandrin. Why couldn't I do the same for Coin? I am ashamed of this failure  and will do everything in my disposal to ensure we do not lose another member to this darkness. Coin's name and memory will never be forgotten and I hope he was able to find peace. May Pelor's light guide his soul towards light...

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