Some BS prophecy piece

  This is an older piece that I wrote a little bit after I had started to formulate more about what Hads Leppet’s story would be. There is a lot to look at for this small little intro tidbit thingy. What are the drums? What is the great fire of the west? What are the archetypes? Too many questions I just threw out there and I never really thought to explain it when I wrote it. Luckily for me, as the writer of these things, I can do whatever I want with them. Which I guess became the main reason for just name dropping this stuff.  I have started to form some ideas what they all are, but not to the point where I am ready to just share that stuff in public yet so for now, all you get is this little piece. More things will come eventually, but for now this is today’s post. If you have any feedback/suggestions, I would love to hear them whether it’s on the twitter post or here let me have it! With that, thank you for taking the time to read this if you did and I will be back tomorrow with another post.


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Do you hear it? The drums have stopped…

 But what could it mean? They have been beating constantly for centuries, what will we do without them in our ears?

 That is something I am unsure of, there is nothing in the ancient texts that has prepared us for this.

 What about the archetypes?

 Speak nothing of them, they’ve slept for longer than the drums have been beating!

 But think about it, the gilded throne was found just last week, the great fire of the west burnt out yesterday, and now the eternal drums leave us today. It must be the doing of the archetypes.

 I don’t believe so, the coming of the archetypes was foretold to be a blessing, this feels more like a curse.

 Well who could have such divine sway on the world that us, as a part of the highest order, couldn’t know who they are.
This goes up way higher than we do, maybe even past the archetypes-

 Heresy!

 No, it’s simply the truth, nothing in our plane could have set in motion the events that led to a regular mortal and his platypus finding an artifact thought lost for good.

 What was his name again?

 Hads_Leppet, accompanied by his platypus, Bill, as is the tradition of House Leppet.

 Well then… I say we pay the Leppets a visit then…

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