The Testament of the Winds:
Many thousands of years ago, they ruled the globe.
But the pressing fist of great power carried a
heavy price, and now their dominion has fallen
beyond time and shadow. Look now, to the interior
world...

The Explorer:
Ah yes, the ancient map (its true origin
unknown... mayhap crafted by the same vaunted
cartographer as the infamous Piri Reis map
itself?) won in a game of cards at Portsmouth
Docks... a fortuitous hand indeed! (This could
eclipse even Blackthorne's discoveries in
Antarctica!) Wagered by a grizzled mariner (in
whose weary rum-addled gaze gleamed the knowledge
of something far greater)... Twin axial portals to
the inner reaches... one at the very polar
pinnacle of the world, the other hidden beneath
the lost ice-bound megalopolis! See also:
"In Search of the Lost Cities of
Antarctica"
Seeking answers to the cryptic riddles of the
universe, Secrets of the blackest (most
impenetrable) deeps of the umbra, Wreathed in
frozen shadow and ice-bound peril, Subterrene
halls of horripilated wonderment... Tatsumaki Maru
voyage north, ever north! Cleave a path through
the massing Arctic ice! Agleam with all the
colours of the aurora, Far beyond Ny Alesund lies
our goal. Invocations and ideograms (dreams of the
Xtaxchedron?), Conjuration of the inner world's
(tenebrous) denizens, And their star-spanning
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These darkling subterrene dominions, astir with
strange and terrible beings, sired by entities
whose genesis was far beyond the nighted void of
our own outer-world! The legacy of the First Ones,
spawn of the Mera! But, it is here written that
one day, when even the War of the Lexicon and the
cataclysmic Great Chaos War have faded to naught
but distant memory, a great conflict shall be
waged between the forces of Order and the dread
avatars of the Z'xulth. Vile fiends of the Outer
Darkness, They-Who-Lurk-And-Breed-In-Limbo, the
Dwellers in Eternal Shadow unleashed through The
Gate to That Which Lies Beyond! The Black Galaxy
disgorges its malignant horrors! Mankind shall
suffer inestimably at the hands of these
sinistrous black titans of maleficent Chaos! These
stygian pitch-black vaults are filled with
batrachian devils, Dire crystalline watch-dogs of
the chasmed deeps, (For the gleaming jewels of
truth are not without their protection...)
Vril-gorged adamantine fiends of the threshold,
Spawn of the ersatz interior sun. (Behold, a vast
plasma-fueled crystalline illuminatory orb... a
vril-sun rising! And marvel at the colossal
terra-forming machines of the First Ones!) Quaere
verum... Sic itur ad astra!

The testament of the Winds:
Far, far beneath the surface of this coruscating
sphere, at the very heart of our mysterious globe,
lies the true path to man's dark destiny beyond
the heavens...