The Feral Atlanteans

Quibish tells this tale, in pieces, using metaphor. I'll stitch it up.

After the Fiery Fall of Kur which melted the ices of the world, which shift in weights, popped the plates, and washed Atlantis away. The survivors of the mountain temples wept for the loss of their people but vowed the preservation of their wisdom. The empire was vast, but coastal; conditions now barbaric where active at all. The wise atlanteans of mountain sanctuary devised to move to a far away land to join a friendly mountain tribe they knew of there. For without farmers, toilers, or workmen; these wizards of star, stone, sea, and breeze were at the mercy of their elements. Preservation of the ageless wisdom be their task, so off they set then to find some folks to feed them. What sailors remained had to Atlantis came, but no refuge there did find them. So all off they sailed, then strode, then swam until upon stood pot bellied hill and settled in within the tribe which did then welcome them in.

The wise did teach the tribe, and the tribe taught the wise as well. They worked the stones and built the temple on the hill. The standing stones impressive and carved, the floor waterproofed so that standing water within could reflect the glittering stars above. As above, so below. Mostly though, they spent their time folding their knowledge into the sky. They weaved wisdom into story and put those then within patterns in the stars, such that the student might use the night sky as a mnemonic device, memorizing ancient wisdoms by reading the night sky as a magical tome.

Quickly here... the basic breakdown into sky magic correspondences

 Sun - Like the self, it is the same sun each day, as we the same spirit in each body, each life.
 Moon - Liken to our subconscious intuition, hidden depths, knowing illusion, the reflections of self
Comets - Fiery active force, deeds of action, destruction, deflection, impact, violence, valor
Stars - Knowledge, thought forms, psychic entities, egregores, memes, language, ego, personality
Rainbows - Service to Other Selves, community, volunteering, improved set and setting, festivals
Clouds - Gratefulness, intimacy, rain/tears, art, connection, interaction, overshadowing emotions
Ring - Horizon line, the unknown, death, terminus est, deny, withhold, transformation, rebirth


Among all in this new grand tribe then were passed the lessons of humility, patience, gratitude, unity of spirit, and psychedelics. These people made contact with the Star Magi and were enlightened by the brilliance they saw. In groups of seven (or twelve, whatevs) they would volunteer to be joined in special ceremony with the spirits of the future ancients. They would go out into the world to spread this timeless wisdom to all the people of the world. They used their magics to teach and inspire and to grow civilization. The Apkallu to Sumer, the Olympians to Greece, Odin's clan further North, Seven Sages East and Asia, how many of these groups of seven were remembered as gods, I know not. Most probably perished unforgotten along the way. Unfortunately Kur has a foothold in the world now and seeks always to poison minds with scarcity and inferiority in order to press them into service and spread farther again, layer upon layer, burrowing into the heart of the world.

Eventually Kur found this secret mountain sanctuary. Forces dispatched to enslave what feral atlanteans remained there. The ancient temple buried such that no man can now find it.

Quibish says he can speak to the now past feral atlanteans in dreams and visions. He claims to talk to the Star Magi. He says that he can perform the symbiotic synchroschism ceremony and has seven volunteers, but he needs me to find seven future ancients to splice with them so that they/we can become demi-gods or whatever.

If you've been looking for something a little different, I believe I have a game for you.