Extract from a letter sent to the Chamber Platinum. This is the only part to be made public.
…and so we come to the real reason I’m writing. We both know that it’s been about 20 years since Veture Crookstaff’s tales of Viper were made available in the Crookstaff Library. You yourself managed to find 2 realms with similar tales hidden away, and myself another. Though of course all of those put humans and Gods in a more, shall we say, flattering light.
Anyway, as was hoped my visit to Walker’s Rest has yielded more information, though there are some discrepancies with Viper’s version (that was to be expected with it’s reputation). Though the people here don’t know anything I found three stone tablets in the Magoli ruins some distance away from the gate. Luckily there was a grave site nearby so I was able to get the tale translated. I would add at this point that the Magoli seemed quite agreeable to me, and it might be worth altering their entry in Shulstak’s Encylopaedis.
The first tablet retold the creation of humans by the God’s, almost word for word with Viper’s account, though that might be down to my own interpretation. It was the second and third tablets that were something new however.
According to my guide the second told of the day the Walker stopped at the realm to get it’s stone, though at that time none of the Magoli knew of the Walker. That night he sat with the Magoli around a fire, sharing food, wine and tales. When it was the Walker’s turn he told his own story. The Magoli kept the tale as was their custom, and later at the behest of the Raphus Elephant, the Beast King, carved the Creation, the Walker and the other tablets, with information given to them by Raphus himself.
“It was Hephaestus that first noticed the man when he returned to his smithy, when all the bickering had died down. He called Odin, Buddha, Isis and Hera, and they with the other gods went back to his workshop. Here was a single human who had not received the spark of life. There was a great argument over what was to be done. Many of the Gods thought it should be destroyed, some thought it should be given a spark and allowed to join it’s brethren. However it was Hera herself who ended the debate with her jelousy.
‘I did not get to give to humans my gift,’ she began, and all became hushed around her, ‘and I fear that the humans, our children, will not love me as much as they will love those who took part in their shaping, for I am nothing to them. Let me give this one my gift, so that he may love me and show my gift to other humans.’
The Gods could not argue with Hera’s right to do this, and indeed all the Gods who had not shaped humanity took a turn with this single figure. That is all except for Trickster, which is why the Walker cannot lie. The end result looked much like the other humans, since many of the Gods had begun to admire and emulate this form to gain the attention of humans better. However he was very different in scope and gifts. Finally with awe the man was given the spark of life, and he awoke. He looked at his arms and stretched them. He looked at his legs and tested them. Then he looked at the Gods and wept.
‘Mothers and Fathers,’ he said, for such as they were to him, ‘I love you all very much. I thank you for you gifts. Please, let me repay your love in some way.”
The Gods were happy, but did not want anything from the man except his love. Chronos was about to say this when Peacock who had snuck in interrupted him,
‘As a token for your love build a temple. Make it to all the Gods who made you and all the realms they rule in. In each realm there is a single stone like no other. Bring them to one realm and use these to make your temple.’
The Gods being inherently vain saw the sense in this task, after all it would not take long and it was only what they all deserved, to be loved by the man. So they agreed to this task and set the man on his way, naming him The Walker because of how he would travel. However Trickster heard of the plan, and was unhappy since the temple would not worship him. It was then that Trickster took one of the stones that would make the temple and cast it into the void where the Walker could never find it.”
I’m afraid I’m still working on the Third tablet, but it does seem to continue the tale. But some of the words seem most unwilling to work into the Tongue, and others seem to be heretical at best. I will send a report to you via the usual means when it is complete.
Your friend and servant
End of letter. No more reports availiable.