Lore:The Filth

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

TRANSMIT - initiate cephalopod signal - RECEIVE - innate cutle-ink frequency - HANDLE WITH CARE - inhale the Chernobyl syntax - AVOID CONTACT WITH SKIN - initiate the eel mucous lexicon - HARMFUL OR FATAL IF SWALLOWED - flip the Ace of Ruin - WITNESS - The Filth

Entry 1
Mining Museum Basement (Instance), (XXX,XXX): Inside the Mining Museum Basement (Instance), only accessible during the Horror Show mission.
Initiate investigation protocols - NEW ENGLAND - fog follows on ancient weapon - EGYPT - Dark Water rises and cultists drink deep - TRANSYLVANIA - putrescent radiation breeds creeping fungus - TOKYO - the Black Signal broadcasts blasphemous algorithms, infecting all ears - following the signal... Entry 2
Agartha, (525,312): Between the hub city entrances and the Kingsmouth portal. You'll have to NOT use the "warp gate" to get to the Kingsmouth portal, or else you fly right by it.
It Creeps through the crawly cracks of 3AM. That weird dimension. There are thoughts that can only hatch in the human skull at 3AM. It is always 3AM somewhere. It is happening right now. Entry 3
Blue Mountain, (870,590): Middle of the Moon Bog
A woman wakes with a headache. She seeks aspirin in the bathroom. Black mold grows on the wall tiles. The stain forms a face. She hears a terrible howling from the sink drain. She bends to listen. When she looks up, she does not recognize the reflection in the mirror. The face in the stain smiles. Entry 4
Blue Mountain, (855,635): North end of the Moon Bog.
Night after night she listens to the howling in the pipes. It gains a bloodcurdling cadence. She hums along. She can almost sing the words. She scratches the pimples dotting her body. They swell to boils. They burst, revealing new eyes. The eyes show her unutterable truths. Soon, she sticks thumb tacks into her tongue so she can better explain these truths to the weeping children whose beds she hides under.

Its always 3AM in the Filth. It is liquid 3AM, black and dripping.

Entry 5
Blue Mountain, (880,476): Southern area of the Moon Bog
Initiate diagnostic protocols.

The engines strain. Cleansing efficiency compromised. Engine 45B lost. We've sprung a leak. the centre cannot hold. Corrupted Anima spills. Vermiculated fractals coagulate to solid geometry. The Filth! The Filth! It transmits!

Entry 6
Scorched Desert, (307,808): Near the entrance to The Ankh.
It is like us. A flowing message. Crawling letters. A living meme. It is not us. It is anti-us, anti-luminosity that crucifies sentience. It trickles down hundreds of dimensions on alien gravity. You cannot even see most of it, sweetling. How will you escape? How do you hobble through this world on three tiny dimensions? It flows across time, a disease floating on Quantum Foam. Entry 7
Besieged Farmlands, (860,147): Inside a cave, very hard solo, get it while doing quest Revenge Served Hot.
Sumerians called it the Eater. In Babylon they named it Nergal's Rot. Dead tongues dubbed it the Devouring Plague, the Zero Point Pathogen, the Dark Homunculus, the Blackworm Jism. Entry 8
City of the Sun God, (340,915): In the middle of a corrupted lake.
Information is a super-weird substance, sometimes floating as oil, sometimes vapour, invisible waves, pollution, roiling black storms, a viral rhyme. Entry 9
The Shadowy Forest (810,458): Small island at the extreme west of Mirewood.
It is the harbinger of change - the sizzling, celestial syphilis. The flesh mutates. The mind boils to bilious madness. All lucid thoughts to slay. All sweetlings are fair game to the drip. But the Filth pours, as dark dreams, directly into the heads of the insane and sadistic. Entry 10
Carpathian Fangs, (330,606): Filth tunnel below the power plant. Entrances at (320,583) and (328,631).
Following the signal...

Somewhere, a trucker reads alien letters carved into the bathroom stall walls of a truck stop. He cannot look away. Pathogens in the grammar open an event horizon in his head. He spreads the scrawl in every stop on his route, carving it into the stalls. he itches and he scratches. Others see the letters. They itch. They scratch. He scratches his face, draws the runes in red with his box knife. His head blossoms into a bouquet of writhing lampreys.

Entry 11
Kingsmouth, (386,320): Inside the bathroom in Susie's Diner.
But the Filth is only the transmitted, not the transmitter - the excremental shadow of something else. What dreamt it? What stirs and sputters and lurks, as big as planets, in the infinite shade between cancer cells?

Have you seen them, Sweetling? Have they noticed you noticing them? Once you see the hungry sky, it sees you. All futures point to a stratosphere of tentacles.

Entry 12
Savage Coast, (862,567): In a cut in the cliffs of the Lairs. If you come in from the east side, you can get to it and avoid any mobs.


Related Articles


  • Entry 1 - Cephalopod is a class of animal, known for being able to squirt black ink
  • Entry 1 - cutle-ink would be ink from the Cuttlefish
  • Entry 1 - Chernobyl is a nuclear reactor in Russia that had a meltdown
  • Entry 1 - eel mucous - Eels such as the Moray eel are able to secrete mucus from their skin that makes them slippery and hard to catch
  • Entry 8 - Sumerian Eater, Unknown
  • Entry 8 - Nergal was a deity in Babylon / mesopotamia

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