Thing from the Deep
“In the realms of madness in the darkness between the stars the beings of pure thought dream up what form they will take when they breach into reality. Horrors literally beyond imagination.” - Ida On the Far Realms.
Equipped with a few potions of water breathing and with the help of their Triton guide the heroes plunge deeper and deeper in search of the lost ship. Silently descending for what feels like hours until the sun grows weak above. Precious few glittering beams of light offer a fleeting comfort as creeping inhuman murmuring begins infecting their minds.
The darkness itself seems to reach out all around the abyssal depths. As you descend ever further into the void the muffled drone of the sea grows quiet and the whispers grow louder. The Thing feels your approach. It knows your sins. And it’s massive- terrible eye opens at the bottom of the cold, angry nothing.
“In the realms of madness in the darkness between the stars the beings of pure thought dream up what form they will take when they breach into reality. Horrors literally beyond imagination.” - Ida On the Far Realms.
Equipped with a few potions of water breathing and with the help of their Triton guide the heroes plunge deeper and deeper in search of the lost ship. Silently descending for what feels like hours until the sun grows weak above. Precious few glittering beams of light offer a fleeting comfort as creeping inhuman murmuring begins infecting their minds.
The darkness itself seems to reach out all around the abyssal depths. As you descend ever further into the void the muffled drone of the sea grows quiet and the whispers grow louder. The Thing feels your approach. It knows your sins. And it’s massive- terrible eye opens at the bottom of the cold, angry nothing.
“In the realms of madness in the darkness between the stars the beings of pure thought dream up what form they will take when they breach into reality. Horrors literally beyond imagination.” - Ida On the Far Realms.
Equipped with a few potions of water breathing and with the help of their Triton guide the heroes plunge deeper and deeper in search of the lost ship. Silently descending for what feels like hours until the sun grows weak above. Precious few glittering beams of light offer a fleeting comfort as creeping inhuman murmuring begins infecting their minds.
The darkness itself seems to reach out all around the abyssal depths. As you descend ever further into the void the muffled drone of the sea grows quiet and the whispers grow louder. The Thing feels your approach. It knows your sins. And it’s massive- terrible eye opens at the bottom of the cold, angry nothing.