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A Green Opening

       In the Mountain Cross area, a wizard from far away has offered services to our Watchers by resurrecting them to their bodies after death back in the city or at our guild island safe and sound as if nothing bad had ever happened!
       Each and every one of us met up with him and went through some rituals as he marked us with a rune tattooed into our skin to increase the chances of our resurrection should it be needed in order to save us. He had explained how the true source was actually time moving backwards and that in every moment time travel was occurring because of gravity and something very far below us rubber-banding our energy back to us just a bit to the west of our bodies every second. He also said that the Oracle was expecting to meet those who have never met her someday so that she could share the knowledge of everything with them and something about an orb which would need to be understood someday by each and every one of us.
       Magic is a mysterious force and like everything in nature, the more thought and attention that it has, the more power may potentially be there. This means that if someone wanted a comet to fall from the sky wiping out everyone... the more people believe that its going to happen is the more it will make it more likely to happen.
       Something happened which indicated that there may be someone among us who has betrayed us!
       One of our Watchers was kidnapped and a note nearby for us to find warned that they would put a stop to our "evil" magic which caused the sickness as the Oracle's knowledge was already known as a curse since she was always correct being the oldest woman alive and they have been using this rumor against us as an excuse to bring everyone together to join their cause instead of simply facing the problem with us and doing the right thing to put an end to the Tickle once and for all.
       Recently people have been picking up pitchforks and rising against us while Watchers all over in the Below have had to hide out a bit due to their superstitions and belief that the Tickle came into becoming a sickness from our Oracle since they had heard that her knowledge was a curse and misunderstood our meaning. What we meant by that was that she was so old everything she knew was correct but since she was always healing people she was always catching onto something causing the ailment, she must be followed as we continue to give her the knowledge of everything.
       The person missing was the one who had been marking their doors with yellow crosses so this has made us all wary of everything that we do, probably the biggest alarm that we have ever had! We must be more careful and make sure that no one is detected from now on as they are on a witch-hunt trying to find us in some areas.
       At some point a portal may appear in front of a Watcher and this is something for them to enter as part of the spell involving the rune tattooed on them... once entered it disappears and they are brought to another part of their life instantly but with the power of being resurrected should the event occur that they are killed the next time it should happen!
       The old man rejected becoming a Watcher and helping us due to his old age but said that he would be around if we needed him and went back to his cave to hide from the rest of humanity for the time being.

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