Legend:The Ankh

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For a map of lore locations, see Map:The Ankh

Lore Entry # Location
Our wisdom flows so sweet. Taste and see.

TRANSMIT - initiate the oily signal - RECEIVE - initiate the dream frequency - INDUCE VOMITING IF SWALLOWED - initiate embalming protocol - WITNESS - The Ankh.

Entry 1
The Ankh, (425,241): At the entrance.
What is time to us? We start outside. A romantic thing is about to happen nearly four thousand years ago. Romance to us, sweetling, but our sense of beauty follows a different aesthetic than yours.

The hooked needle enters the nose, like a lusty, lusty proboscis. It pierces the brain and stirs the grey. All memories commingle in a swirling stew. The soup! The soup! It all flows out. A mummy leaves little to tempt the worm.

Entry 2
The Ankh, (346,210): In a little alcove.
Initiate the now.

A new romance blooms. Dr Klein, the ever-studious, sits with the mummies in the dusty dark, studying a black fluid he calls the Filth. It has gone by names he is not cognisant of - the Devouring Plague, the Zero Point Pathogen, the Blackworm Jism. Daily he microdoses the ebony liquid, at first via syringe, but soon he holds the droplets in his hand, cooing until it slithers up his nose with a lusty slurp. It pierces his brain, stirs his grey. The soup! The soup!

O, Dr Klein, Dr Klein - we are the only ones to sing his screeching ballad. Would you like to hear it, sweetling?

Entry 3
The Ankh, (495,262): Description of location goes here
Go to the desert's edge - to the Valley of the Sun God - to the cliffs - through a gap in the stone. An Orochi excavation camp - empty - high tech equipment hastily abandoned. The recent earthquake uncovered that which should be forgot - an ancient temple of unusual shape. Guttural sounds come from within. Without, a jackal cackles the hymn of madness.

Enter the Ankh.

Entry 4
The Ankh, (446,302): On some stairs
Initiate the secret histories.

What is time to us? We stand outside. Everything has happened. Everything is happening. We smell the brick oven of the desert and the gelid funk of aeons, and we are there.

Akhenaten made his first pilgrimage here. On this spot, the Pharaoh commands his slaves to dig, hundreds of lives lost delving for his god. Through shafts and passages in bedrock deep, they reach bottom, as cold as the space between stars, the walls and floor slimed with oily water. The cult of Aten is born from this black-jellied quim of earth.

Entry 5
The Ankh, (458,206): Kill the Wretched Receptacle and it will drop the lore
"Be this the condensed breath of my god," Akhenaten says of the black water. "Harvest it!" A temple is built, so that all may bathe in the ichorous breath of Aten. A pulley system is installed to extract the dark matter below. The baptismal fluid evaporates in the desert air, so ceremonies are conducted underground.

The black water invokes visions during sermons. Embalmers use it to ensure a cultist's service is as eternal as the sun god. Undead cats savage slave children to the musical laughter of the Pharaoh.

Entry 6
The Ankh, (XXX, XXX): Kill three Pit Dwellers and lore will spawn at the location of the last corpse.
Time passes - first in a trickle and then in a gush. The City of the Sun God grows. The black water flows thicker, the visions stronger, the deformities more severe. The holy fluid, now a far, flows upward on alien gravity - a living thing - choking passageways in rivulets and tendrils - a crawling chaos. Entry 7
The Ankh (440,220): Random drop from the various Metamorphasing Orochi Agents in the Ankh.
Some grotesques out-grotesque all and can no longer be endured. The Marya, the Young Warriors, descend on the valley, footfalls sound as cleansing rain. They gift the Aten cultists with the mercy of slaughter. The new Pharaoh commands that the temple be sealed, the entrance to the hollow collapsed. The black water recedes. The darkness waits, monsters skulking in its belly, moaning for their god. Entry 8
The Ankh, (470,244): Kill the Disembalmed Atenist to get it to show up.
Initiate the now.

Digital devices beep for Orochi employees who will never answer. Dr Klein came with the team as an archaeologist. They found the Filth. They found horrors. They found things less easy to define - machines of warped bone and sinew - voices that are not voices that sing lullabies that will eat you in the dark.

Lullu-lallay, sweetling.

Entry 9
The Ankh, (386,238): Inside the broken observation chamber.
The Filth has dried, but flows again since recent events. Urgent - cross-reference with Tragedy in Tokyo!

Dr Klein, the ever-studious, still diligently studies and experiments, and the dead are ever so much more cooperative. He works with the mummified clay, and now great Melothat walks the halls as titanic as a plague.

Entry 10
The Ankh, (435,202): On a sarcophagus crate.
Dr Klein takes his medicine daily, tiny doses of Filth. He fancies himself immune, but there is no immunity to the slime that flows along ninety-nine dimensions his science cannot see. Dr Klein is part of the soup. Now he is more, and now he is less. He has plumbed depths you cannot possibly fathom. His skull is a tentacular snow globe.

Shake it, sweetling. Shake it!

Entry 11
The Ankh, (173,242): Description of location goes here


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  • Entry 7 - Aten is the sun and in Egyptian mythology was originally an aspect of Ra, but Akhenaten made it a deity in it's own right and worshipped it as "the creator"
  • Entry 7 - Akhenaten was also a real-world Pharaoh in Egypt

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