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    SOS Sonya: Eamon the Seer

    
    In the previous chapter, we asked the community to write by hand the answers to the deaf Sentinel's questions. Most of the worldwide contributors asked the Sentinel to give them the wisdom to break the spell surrounding the frozen man. Below you can see the answer of Musketier48 from the German instance:





    Eamon the Seer

    With trembling hands, you present your answers to the Deaf Sentinel. He takes the paper and squints at the answers you wrote:

    My name is
    Musketier48
    & I tell you:
    40 eyes die slowly,
    my ears want death.
    Yesterday evening was silence
    only the frozen man in the boat.

    I hope Eamon will show me a cure to save the frozen man.
    I will use the knowledge to ban the curse forever from the souls of the dammed and to follow the path until the end.

    Musketier48



    The Sentinel moved out of the way, with a touch of benevolence. It was clear that the emotion behind the answers convinced him the group was worthy of seeing Eamon. After all, helping others is a noble pursuit.

    You bow towards the deaf Sentinel and finally head to the ruins, relieved it has gone so well. Since it is still quite a way to the ruins, you inquire Sonya about Eamon. The fire in her eyes when she saw his name on the parchment tells you that she knows something about him.

    "I have heard the legend of Eamon the Seer from an old storyteller in the land of the nords, but it seems like not many know about it anymore nowadays. He is said to be a goodhearted cyclops, who was actually born with two eyes - one pointing in our world, and the other one pointing inside, seeing into another dimension. The legend tells that he is able to see the flow of time, things that happened in the past as well as things that might happen in the future. He can also see the true nature of things and the real intentions of men. The nords asked him for help whenever there was a problem they could not solve themselves, and he helped them when he felt that it was for the greater good. But over many generations most nords have forgotten about him, and those who can remember the stories think he is just an imaginary creature, a story told to pass the time in front of a fireplace during the long winter nights. To think that he might actually exist - this is sooo exciting. I'm just wondering - if he actually exists and is still alive, why does his home seem to have fallen into ruins?"

    By the time Sonya finished this enchanting legend, your scouts already sighted the ruins. Indeed, herein lies the source of the eerie light which enshrouded the cave in all this time: in the very ruins ahead of you! You move with great care and precaution and advise your crew to do the same: after all, you do not want to bring further damage to the already ravaged walls. With the clear goal of meeting Eamon, you start looking on every corner. Where could he be?... After a quick discussion with Sonya, you put all your trust in the Savage Scout again. He helped you once find the crossroads in the mountain, he should do the same now! As the Savage Scout goes on his own way, you and the rest of the crew start feeling hungry. You decide that the wild berry bushes which grew here and there within the ruins can do no harm... you were still picking berries when you heard your Scout's whistle. He seems to have found Eamon! You follow the sound and arrive at an unusual scene:

    In a crumbling room with a large hole in the wall, leaned against a pile of rubble and with cobweb all around him, the cyclops seems to have fallen into a deep, blissful sleep. Whether the broken boards around him belonged once to a chair, you can't tell anymore. You can almost hear his snoring! The Savage Scout already tried to wake him up, but he seems to ignore all the shakings.

    How should you wake him up?


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    Last edited by BB_Odhran; 02-02-18 at 04:19 am.

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    After searching the ruins Sonya discovers a clue as to the lost language of Eamon's people. As all adventurers before her, Sonya is a quick study and begins to grasp enough of the runes to hazard a guess as to the nature of one of the best preserved sections.

    Sonya builds a small fire and using a a flagon found in what could only have been a kitchen many moons ago she boils all of the berries your group harvested among the ruins with some leaves from a nearby flowering vine. "What are you making?" you ask in in a whisper even you can't explain as you have been unable to waken Eamon.

    As she removes the flagon from the fire and douses the flames with water from her flask, you notice that the berries have reduced to a syrup which she pours onto one of the shields that are conspicuously clean as though these offerings are maintained while even the walls have crumbled. The now deep purple liquid cooled almost instantly on the cool metal of the shield which she carries to the slumbering seer.

    Slowly and with great reverence Sonya traces the tattoos on Eamon's arms, filling the gaps which allow you to see a pattern which must have been obvious to her. As she starts the last, you notice for the first time that she is whispering, the rhythm melodic and peaceful yet in a language you do not recognize. You begin to realize that you no longer hear Sonya's voice but FEEL the poem continue... you are now reciting the poem as well, and you know its meaning!

    You look around you and see all the members of your group are reciting it and then notice a warm smile has replaced the peaceful slumber of the Seer. As you finish the poem, Eamon speaks...
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    with a Han full of berries crush them in front of the cyclops nose.

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    Sonya walk round Eamon finding a amulet which as fallen from is neck which as three round hole and strange marking on it, Sonya then places three of the berries they have gathered into the holes of the amulet and places it back round Eamon neck which then wakes him slowly.

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    Quote Originally Posted by MM3Lee View Post
    After searching the ruins Sonya discovers a clue as to the lost language of Eamon's people. As all adventurers before her, Sonya is a quick study and begins to grasp enough of the runes to hazard a guess as to the nature of one of the best preserved sections.

    Sonya builds a small fire and using a a flagon found in what could only have been a kitchen many moons ago she boils all of the berries your group harvested among the ruins with some leaves from a nearby flowering vine. "What are you making?" you ask in in a whisper even you can't explain as you have been unable to waken Eamon.

    As she removes the flagon from the fire and douses the flames with water from her flask, you notice that the berries have reduced to a syrup which she pours onto one of the shields that are conspicuously clean as though these offerings are maintained while even the walls have crumbled. The now deep purple liquid cooled almost instantly on the cool metal of the shield which she carries to the slumbering seer.

    Slowly and with great reverence Sonya traces the tattoos on Eamon's arms, filling the gaps which allow you to see a pattern which must have been obvious to her. As she starts the last, you notice for the first time that she is whispering, the rhythm melodic and peaceful yet in a language you do not recognize. You begin to realize that you no longer hear Sonya's voice but FEEL the poem continue... you are now reciting the poem as well, and you know its meaning!

    You look around you and see all the members of your group are reciting it and then notice a warm smile has replaced the peaceful slumber of the Seer. As you finish the poem, Eamon speaks...
    I'm curious as to what Eamon has to say now and what the poem was! Great addition to the story. I can't wait to hopefully read more of it!

    -BB_Odhran

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    Eamon must be in some kind of enchanted sleep as repeated shaking has not roused him. Trying to wake him by tickling his feet or with pleasant aromas is unlikely to be any more successful. A kiss is a time honored (although a bit cliche) means to wake someone from an enchanted sleep.

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    Quote Originally Posted by ARM1 View Post
    Eamon must be in some kind of enchanted sleep as repeated shaking has not roused him. Trying to wake him by tickling his feet or with pleasant aromas is unlikely to be any more successful. A kiss is a time honored (although a bit cliche) means to wake someone from an enchanted sleep.
    So you are all for that old school kiss to wake up Eamon? Did you make sure to vote for it in our poll?

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    Give him the old "Hot Foot".... put a match between his toes and light it.... or better yet... just build a fire under his feet... lol

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