Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 7:07 am
Message received................
Sent,3 years,5 months,19 days and 2 hours ago...........
Sender, research vessel Halo's watch............
Message follows................
Greetings
I, Sir Heinrick Ipplemen, commander of the research ship, Halo's hope, would like to inform you that we are alive and well. Our kind host, Intellect Far'quesh has made sure we are kept healthy and well fed.
He has managed to learn our language almost in its entirety. He has been asking us many questions about our race and other races we may have encountered.
In return, he has told us alot about The Vishal. What follows is a transcript of a audio monologue he recorded for me, about the history of his race.
History: Kar'vesh was once a seabound planet, completely covered in deep green oceans. Then something happened. It was before the time of the race of Vishal and nothing is known of the reasons for The Great Turning, but suffice to say the level of the ocean rapidly dropped.
We have no idea how long this was going on before the first walker. But the day that the walker left the ocean and walked on land would be the turning point in the history of life on Kar'vesh.
Soon others followed and the descendants of the Vishal walked the earth, making crude societies and adapting to land life. The land was a barren wasteland, growing as the years rolled by, covered in nothing but the broken brown rock of the ocean floor and the twisted pearl white of dead coral. It was from these materials that the first community hall was a built, a three sided prism with stepped sides, standing some hundred meters high. This was primitive when compared to our great tall standing, smooth standing communities, but was a testament to the times or growth.
Soon, something that would change the way we live and grow would occur. A young male, called Sho'Avour was born. From a young age he had a knack for leading the people, placing people to do what was best for them. The strongest warriors would be dedicated soldiers, living in their own Prism hall, and the Vishal that were the best at building, at maintaining the pools full of Lenk Fish that we use for food, would live together, and the greatest minds would all be kept together to expand and grow. Sho'Avour knew that the world they inhabited would one day die, leaving his people and descendants homeless. He decided the race must be united and adapt
With their dedicated army, that first community crushed all opposing tribes in the area. They all migrated to the first community which grew into the city of De'Adra. Soon the whole community was split into its various factions, and a law was passed, stating that from that day forward, those factions would have to breed amongst themselves, to make their blood stronger and more prepared for the job at hand.
But while the community grew, a new threat come form the south. Another race of land walkers, call the Gre'Moacti were on the warpath. A reptilian race, they had been following the sea as it migrated across the world, till their land had joined our own. They had not adapted well to the new land and with no sea to fish from, they decided the Vishal would be their new diet.
The more savage Vishal villages that had not yet seen the path of enlightenment all suffered harshly under the attacks of the Gre'Moacti. They all ran to De'Adra for aid. At first, Sho'Avour turned them all away, but once they agreed to contribute to the Path of Enlightenment and all work towards the Great Goal, he then sent his armies to vanish the Gre'Moacti from the land. The war was fierce, but eventually The Vishal triumphed.
Sho'Avour then set about the task of reorganizing the race of the Vishal. His mate gave birth to a pair of healthy young ones, that soon showed Sho'Avours gift of leadership. Once old enough, he sent each one off with their own community to lead and found new cities. Even after his death, his descendants had his gift, all from that day forward being known as The Guides, who all of the Vishal would follow without question. All of the guides were united in the vision of giving the Vishal the best possible future they could.
With the dedicated castes in their society, the Vishal grew quickly. The workers would construct magnificent prisms for the communities to live in while the great armies would exterminate the remains of Gre'Moacti still found from time to tide in the newly formed land and on new continents joined to their own. And the Intellects would constantly work on new technologies and equipment. With the constant directions from the Guides, the Vishal were soon a majestic race.
But they knew their planet would not last forever. The Intellects had calculated that they only had so many centuries left before their planet would be completely dry. While technology could possibly sustain them longer, it would not be the ideal place for the race to grow. So they turned their eyes to the stars.
The guides ordered for massive Space craft to be built, in the hope of finding other inhabited planets. They also ordered the army to up in production and training of new soldiers. They knew that in a galaxy so large ,other races would exist, and they would possible be as aggressive as the Gre'Moacti. Also, they all accepted that if need be, they would fight for a new home world. The race would survive no mater what.End of monologue.
He has shown me the race. It has four Castes. It has the soldiers, troops dedicated to fighting and dying for the cause. It has workers, massive dark skinned strong Vishal, living a life of labour for the good of the race. The intellects, like Far'quesh himself. And the guides, leaders of these peoples. We are yet to see one with our own eyes. However, we hear that they are truly beautiful beings.
They live in large cities, with each caste being kept in its own community. They live in giant prisms, in fact, all buildings are prisms. Farquesh explains how the prism represents the Vishal race, with each point being a caste, each bottom point being one of the three main castes, and the top point being the guides that direct them along the true path. Together they live as one strong unit, being able to over come and withstand anything that stops them.
These creatures truly love their race and all accept that they are part of something bigger, no piece being more important than the race as a whole. They are all unified under the one banner. A truly successful race. Living in peace, but prepared for war.
They have offered us a chance to live here, and work towards the greater goal with them. Living in harmony with their society. We are considering it. This is a truly beautiful place, and a great race.
I, Sir Heinrick Ipplemen, commander of the research ship Halo's hope, now signs out for now. I hope you find the unity and peace these peoples have.
Transmission ends................
Sent,3 years,5 months,19 days and 2 hours ago...........
Sender, research vessel Halo's watch............
Message follows................
Greetings
I, Sir Heinrick Ipplemen, commander of the research ship, Halo's hope, would like to inform you that we are alive and well. Our kind host, Intellect Far'quesh has made sure we are kept healthy and well fed.
He has managed to learn our language almost in its entirety. He has been asking us many questions about our race and other races we may have encountered.
In return, he has told us alot about The Vishal. What follows is a transcript of a audio monologue he recorded for me, about the history of his race.
History: Kar'vesh was once a seabound planet, completely covered in deep green oceans. Then something happened. It was before the time of the race of Vishal and nothing is known of the reasons for The Great Turning, but suffice to say the level of the ocean rapidly dropped.
We have no idea how long this was going on before the first walker. But the day that the walker left the ocean and walked on land would be the turning point in the history of life on Kar'vesh.
Soon others followed and the descendants of the Vishal walked the earth, making crude societies and adapting to land life. The land was a barren wasteland, growing as the years rolled by, covered in nothing but the broken brown rock of the ocean floor and the twisted pearl white of dead coral. It was from these materials that the first community hall was a built, a three sided prism with stepped sides, standing some hundred meters high. This was primitive when compared to our great tall standing, smooth standing communities, but was a testament to the times or growth.
Soon, something that would change the way we live and grow would occur. A young male, called Sho'Avour was born. From a young age he had a knack for leading the people, placing people to do what was best for them. The strongest warriors would be dedicated soldiers, living in their own Prism hall, and the Vishal that were the best at building, at maintaining the pools full of Lenk Fish that we use for food, would live together, and the greatest minds would all be kept together to expand and grow. Sho'Avour knew that the world they inhabited would one day die, leaving his people and descendants homeless. He decided the race must be united and adapt
With their dedicated army, that first community crushed all opposing tribes in the area. They all migrated to the first community which grew into the city of De'Adra. Soon the whole community was split into its various factions, and a law was passed, stating that from that day forward, those factions would have to breed amongst themselves, to make their blood stronger and more prepared for the job at hand.
But while the community grew, a new threat come form the south. Another race of land walkers, call the Gre'Moacti were on the warpath. A reptilian race, they had been following the sea as it migrated across the world, till their land had joined our own. They had not adapted well to the new land and with no sea to fish from, they decided the Vishal would be their new diet.
The more savage Vishal villages that had not yet seen the path of enlightenment all suffered harshly under the attacks of the Gre'Moacti. They all ran to De'Adra for aid. At first, Sho'Avour turned them all away, but once they agreed to contribute to the Path of Enlightenment and all work towards the Great Goal, he then sent his armies to vanish the Gre'Moacti from the land. The war was fierce, but eventually The Vishal triumphed.
Sho'Avour then set about the task of reorganizing the race of the Vishal. His mate gave birth to a pair of healthy young ones, that soon showed Sho'Avours gift of leadership. Once old enough, he sent each one off with their own community to lead and found new cities. Even after his death, his descendants had his gift, all from that day forward being known as The Guides, who all of the Vishal would follow without question. All of the guides were united in the vision of giving the Vishal the best possible future they could.
With the dedicated castes in their society, the Vishal grew quickly. The workers would construct magnificent prisms for the communities to live in while the great armies would exterminate the remains of Gre'Moacti still found from time to tide in the newly formed land and on new continents joined to their own. And the Intellects would constantly work on new technologies and equipment. With the constant directions from the Guides, the Vishal were soon a majestic race.
But they knew their planet would not last forever. The Intellects had calculated that they only had so many centuries left before their planet would be completely dry. While technology could possibly sustain them longer, it would not be the ideal place for the race to grow. So they turned their eyes to the stars.
The guides ordered for massive Space craft to be built, in the hope of finding other inhabited planets. They also ordered the army to up in production and training of new soldiers. They knew that in a galaxy so large ,other races would exist, and they would possible be as aggressive as the Gre'Moacti. Also, they all accepted that if need be, they would fight for a new home world. The race would survive no mater what.End of monologue.
He has shown me the race. It has four Castes. It has the soldiers, troops dedicated to fighting and dying for the cause. It has workers, massive dark skinned strong Vishal, living a life of labour for the good of the race. The intellects, like Far'quesh himself. And the guides, leaders of these peoples. We are yet to see one with our own eyes. However, we hear that they are truly beautiful beings.
They live in large cities, with each caste being kept in its own community. They live in giant prisms, in fact, all buildings are prisms. Farquesh explains how the prism represents the Vishal race, with each point being a caste, each bottom point being one of the three main castes, and the top point being the guides that direct them along the true path. Together they live as one strong unit, being able to over come and withstand anything that stops them.
These creatures truly love their race and all accept that they are part of something bigger, no piece being more important than the race as a whole. They are all unified under the one banner. A truly successful race. Living in peace, but prepared for war.
They have offered us a chance to live here, and work towards the greater goal with them. Living in harmony with their society. We are considering it. This is a truly beautiful place, and a great race.
I, Sir Heinrick Ipplemen, commander of the research ship Halo's hope, now signs out for now. I hope you find the unity and peace these peoples have.
Transmission ends................