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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 6238180" data-attributes="member: 9255">CREATION SCHEMASEGMENT 339“CONFESSIONS OF A TIME TRAVELER 02”12/30/13 The Incident   Nymm 6th 992Calli d’Sivis thought she was merely humoring a dying old gnome.  But then she was told of three things that would happen within a weeks time.1)     A freak storm in Breland would nearly collapse a tower with repeated lightning bolts.   The cause- a failed Lyrandar / Cannith experiment to improve the power levels of certain dragonmarks.2)       A child would be rescued from a collapsed building by a warforged.  The warforged was caught in a collapse that crushed his legs and lower body even as his upper body and arms held out the children to safety.   This would happen in Central Breland and lead to the king to push for their freedom.3)    A gnome by the name of Glyder Freetime would fall and break his leg at home in Ardev, Breland.  An exact address was given and time.Despite the war, Calli decided to travel into Breland.  What was the harm.  She would be hassled by the governments but by her being a Dragonmarked gnome herself she could do it.  It was a mission for House Sivis.Reaching Ardev by rail, she went to the home the strange elder gnome suggested to go.  She witnessed the accident just as he explained it.  He was trying to reach a box at work at the local library.  The young man looked incredibly similar to the man in the hospital in Metrol.As she traveled further by rail, she encountered the miracle.  The rail was stopped as a Thrane agent had gotten deep into the country and began to unleash powers of his god in anger and pain.  His two sons had been killed that day to the north by a Breland general whom had his family hidden in central Breland.  A warforged soldier on march to the next battle saw the activity.  He was believed struck down by the cleric but survived.  The building he fell into collapsed and he saw and rescued a child there- the general’s youngest son.  The warforge’s dying act was to save the child…. An unknown child of no meaning to him.The final event or incident blew her young Gnomish mind.  At night, A freak storm occurred.  She followed the activity and found a gnome wearing dreadlocks appearing out of nowhere with two others.  The three of them stopped a crazed couple of Cannith and Lyrandar family members.  This gnome slowed down before her, he winked at her, and said “I will see you again…. In a few years after the Day.  But first, you will see me in Metrol again.  You will know me by my eyes and smile.”Dumbstruck, Calli already knew who he spoke of.  The time traveler, the old man, Glyder Freetime.For the next year or so, she spent nearly every day with him.  She wrote of his exploits, the friends and family he had and made through time.   He spoke of many things.   Though he never gave a time or date, he spoke in pained and quiet whispers of the Day of Mourning.   It would forever change the world.“Can you travel any further?” she asked.  He said he had the energy to do this one last time.   It was important for him to do so.  On Orlune 18th, 1994 She visited him again.  He had a visitor with him.  A very tall eloquent man.  He spoke with a very strange accent.  She, a master of languages, could not understand it.   It was ancient. She could tell at least that much.  Obviously this man was one of his time friends.  She had brought his books with her.  She kept them in several Bags of Holding… there were so many.The gnome sat up, he had energy today she had never seen in him before.  He asked to hold her hands and look into her eyes.  He looked with great love and yet…. Sorrow also.   She could feel the love.  It was strong and true.   The tall man said it was time.  Glyder laughed at that.   A time traveler that seemed pressed or limited for time.  He asked her to travel to Ardev.  He had money and a note for the parents of the young man she had seen the year prior.  He was to go to college.  He was to study history.She gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead and warned her about a special human that lived in Sharn.  She would write about him.  He was a handful and would travel in strange circles seeking his past.  She said she would leave that day.  She began to leave then decided to give him one last hug and returned.  There was a flash in the room as she reentered it and the man and the gnome were gone.  The three bags full of history were also gone.Orlune 21st she heard about it.   The Day of Mourning.  The day that would forever change the people of Khorvaire.She did not know what to do next…. Perhaps she would write for the Chronicle again.  Time…. Will tell.Glyder had never gone this far back before.  He saw wisps of the human nations.  He saw giants and their wonders of their time so many 10,000’s of years ago…. If time can be explained that way anymore.  He saw the demons.  He knew of their rise in power that would come again. Then it began to slow.  Things became clearer.  The man beside him seemed to vibrate and waver. He was three images at once.  Black, White and Gray.  Three siblings  THE Three siblings stood before him.  Spoken in unison, they said it was time… it was pretime…. It was the end of time.The three chanted and created a powerful arcane vortex.  Glyder stood there with the three bags beside him.It is time….as it must be.   For us, you, and everyone to live and die…..  release the books.   Even as Glyder reached into the bags willing his entire history…. the world’s entire history to rise a great wind began to howl.   The power of the gods was here.  It built and built.  Pages began to tear free of the books and from the gnome.   The pages raced around the three deities.   The words changed shape and form.  Some pages defied the power of the vortex and seemed to climb and crawl to the divine beings inside the time storm.  The storm of making and unmaking.The pages struck the three and stayed there.  The writing changed further and glowed.“Thank you kind and loyal agent of time.  Thank you.”There is a celestial explosion…….   Three gods ever in conflict, took time out from their battles to form time.   Past, Present, Future….all at once…. Never at all……In time immeasurable, a lone dragon of unsaid color, type and age wandered into a deep cave.  A dream had brought it here.   It expected to find nothing but was surprised by what it found.   Glowing marks on the cave’s surface.  They….. they had called to it.   They were the first to be found.  Soon others would be found…. And the mystery that is time and curiosity will begin.Thus, it was Siberys, Eberron, Khyber and a little gnome that created time…. And the Draconic Prophecy.</blockquote>

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