ORBIT Lore - Arc 2

- Vale Atticus [NOVA General]

- Blair Rimor [Aku's Aunt]

- Dahlia Grimald [Ora Beach Tailor]

Tim's Diary Entries

#1 - "Dear Journal, today I got adopted! Their names are ms beatrice and ms myra. They seem really nice so I hope they are. Whim also got adopted with me which is fine i guess. He's kind of mean to me but maybe I'm the problem, I don't know. Journal, do you think it's my fault? No, don't answer that it's fine. Anyways i have to go pack my stuff now see you later"

#2 - "Dear Journal, this family seems really nice so far! They haven't done anything bad yet so i hope i dont jinx it by saying this. Whim is being a suck up to them for some reason. Maybe he wants them on his side so he can blame me for everything again. Whatever, I'll just do what I always do. You'll always have my back right journal?"

#3 - "Dear Journal, mom is hosting a party in a week. I'm super excited! She said she was going to invite a bunch of people which is a little scary but it'll keep whim distracted hopefully. Oh god whim. I hope he doesn't do anything bad, that would totally ruin it for mom and mama and they deserve to have a nice party. Maybe i'll stay around him so he antagonizes me instead of the guests."

#4 - "Dear Journal, the party is today! Mom made me a really nice looking suit vest and pants. They make me look so cool! And mama is helping set up all the stuff so i think i'll go help her with that. Whim has been… fine recently… I don't know, it's setting me on edge. Am I crazy? Wait, don't answer that I don't want to know. That's all for now I'll tell you all about it later journal byee!"

Letter in the Painting Room

Dear Beatrice, Tim, and Whim,

Oh dear, I'm sorry you're reading this. I love you so much and I'm sorry for whatever happened for you to be reading this now. I'm sorry I couldn't be a better wife or a better parent but I tried so hard for you. I'm sorry for any secrets I kept, I'm sorry for being an unwilling orchestrator in my own demise, I'm sorry for my misdeeds and ill guided decisions. I will love you all no matter what's beyond the veil of death and maybe when it is your time I will see you there as well. We can be a family once again.

And to Beatrice, my firecracker, my light, my dear love. You lit up my world as soon as we met and stoked a flame in my heart that could never be snuffed out. Please, be safe and keep tim and whim safe as well.

- - - Your Moon, Myra

Letter in the Office Drawer

Dear Myra, Tim, and Whim,

I love you dears so much. Myra, my moon, my rock, my everything. Please do not weep for my passing, i will never be permanently be gone. Ill be the light in your fireplace, the wind in your hair, the sun on your face. I truely apologize for my misdoings that caused my undoing. The only one at fault is myself. I am angry with myself for I knew this was coming. I know who did it but please, for your sanity my dears do not worry about it.

And to Beatrice, my firecracker, my light, my dear love. You lit up my world as soon as we met and stoked a flame in my heart that could never be snuffed out. Please, be safe and keep tim and whim safe as well.

- - - Your Sun, Beatrice

Beatrice's Basement

- A letter to Vale about high-priority hit lists, the Astraea family being one of them.

- Letters requesting alliance with “Malar’s Disciples”, a crime syndicate in Airia that the “Stray Sharpshooters” worked under

- A sending stone with the last message still on it, it’s from Mayson Hathway, Kara’s father.

- A book called ‘The Universal Guide’

Mayson's Sending Stone

"Heyyyy Beatrice, I'm sure you already know who this is but I’ve got a few questions for you. Do you like being in my way? Do you take enjoyment out of being a god damn thorn in my side? You're ruining my business and I reallyyy can't let that slide. So I need you to cut this shit out or I'll do it for you got it? Stay out of my way if you know what's good for you. Maybe if I'm feeling generous we can come to some kind of truce. If you want to get back to me about your answer just record your message on this stone and ask the butcher what temperature they keep their freezer at, he’ll help you from there. Looking forward to your reply. Oh, and tell the family I said hi."

Universal Guide

There lays a place deep below the universe, where the forgotten are laid to rest. A floor for which the lost and weary stay. It’s said it's as cold as the deep seas and dark as the inky night. Anyone who's ever gone never returned, lost to the bottom of the abyss, the end of the universe. The Ethereal Floor is the floor of the Astral Sea. It can be reached by flying straight down.

A reflection of the universe, a broken mirror of our infinity. It sits above the surface of the sea, only accessible to those who know how. It's imbued with the arcane just as we are but so much more powerful and wild. It's been advised by all who survive the peril to not go, all that lies there is trickery and deceit. The Feywilds is a mirror of our own, it can be reached by flying straight up or high level spells.

Neo learned that the chipped horn “might not be from a tiefling at all, just masquerading as one.” He said they were a bit of a dick and last he heard, they’d been missing for awhile. They went by the name ‘Saturn’.

- Neo: Hidden
- Kara: Capable
- Bellatrix: Extensive
- Tylo: Humorous
- Basil: Valiant
- Novia: Harmonious
- Aurora: Respected

Ruined Crypt

1. Deep beneath the foundation of the universe - lies a place only known by few and even less pursued.
2. A trench to unimaginable depths - where corruption stakes its claim and takes its toll on anyone in its wake.
3. Any manner of horror waiting patiently for its sought out prize to come to it - to find them when they're at their lowest.
4. It wishes to grow bigger than itself but cannot yet do so - and for now it remains, under the eternal floor.

Tale of Old

“Two stars born from the same light, one took it away and left the other in plight
The sun dwelled in peace until the lunar eclipse deceased
Something broken, something lost, something gained at a cost
A corpse of stardust born anew, with a goal to pursue
The sun sealed the corpse with an octet casket and blazing core
Burying the moon under the eternal floor
But the sun’s light began to fade, the moon’s coffin draining what remained
Until the sun was stolen, taken by an unknown entity
Letting the black hole be released and mayhem rein in prosperity”

The Unending's "Prophecies"

Neo: This one is a seeking shadow, lurking in depths and hiding from light. Looking for something that will never return. Stuck in the cold void of the dark, unable to be warmed from where it resides. A potential to thaw, but to do so it must step into the sun. Be aware of frost that digs into your soul, and do not let it consume you little shadow.

Basil: This one is a bright and burning flame, yet wounded from its own sparks. Wild and free but so easily snuffed if not nurtured with caution. A potential to wield its hearth but it must be careful when playing with fire. Be aware of the embers you carry spitfire.

Bellatrix: This one is creeping ivy, slowly climbing across walls aiming for the skies. A vine competing for the sun’s light while ignoring the surface it crawls. A potential to grow higher, grander, to become more then what it started as. Be aware of the trails you weave and do not ignore how far you've spread seedling.

Kara: This one is rolling snow, constantly advancing, gaining more as it travels. A potential to become bigger and better, widen its horizons. Be aware of the growing avalanche or blazing sun, do not let either deny your pursuit snowflake.

Tylo: This one is a drifting boat, aiming to go further, putting faith in the waters it sails upon. It wanders with a certainty it has not yet gained. A potential to set course, travel beyond the realm of possibility. Be aware of the depths you sail on and remember why you voyage little raft.

Novia: This one is a vast ocean, a longstanding depth of experience and life. The home of life and creation yet there resides an unending floor, deeper and deeper the more peril it discovers. An Unknown. But a potential to uncover it at a cost. Be aware of the creation you hold and its price sea star.

Aurora: This one is dented metal, forged and molded over burning coals, now bearing the weight of its use. A blade crafted by its environment, sharpened and used countless times over. A potential to fortify, smelt and start anew. Be aware of your thinning steel and do not let it shatter cutlass.