Transcript of Eyes in Their Stars

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This transcript involves dialogue with the player.

Interacting with gutted fireplace[edit | edit source]

First time[edit | edit source]

  • Player Huh, there looks to be four recesses in this fireplace's mantle - three are empty, but one has some sort of crest in it...
  • Mystery Uncovered: 'Eyes in Their Stars'.
  • Player I think I read somewhere about crests of Dagon? Maybe this is where they go?

After finding journals[edit | edit source]

  • (Without crests of Dagon:)
    • Player I think I read somewhere about crests of Dagon? Maybe this is where they go?
  • (With crests of Dagon:)
    • Player Huh, there looks to be four recesses in this fireplace's mantle - three are empty, but one has some sort of crest in it...
    • Place a Dagon crest in one of the recesses?
      • Yes.
        • (If there are one or two crests in the recesses:)
          • You place a crest of Dagon in one of the recesses above the fireplace.
        • (If there are three crests in the recesses:)
          • As you place the final crest of Dagon, you hear a faint 'click', as if something just unlocked...
      • No.
        • (Dialogue ends)

After adding the crests[edit | edit source]

  • Player Hmm, I think it just moved. Maybe if I push this...
  • (The player uncovers the secret passage.)

After uncovering the secret passage[edit | edit source]

  • Player Well, here goes nothing, I guess...
  • (Player enters and appears in Dungeon of Disorder.)
  • Player What is this place? And what is that terrible smell?

Founder's journals[edit | edit source]

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I founded this lodge so that we may hide in plain sight. Even the name mocks him, and he does not know it. They think it alludes to his star, that it is reverence for him. Never. He stomps around now, claiming the humans as his own, be they of the empire or not. He snatches up the land and renames it, reshapes it - as if that is enough to claim it. We are embedded here, weeds in his garden. We were of the empire once, but our order rose among its shadows too, working in secret to usurp the Empty Lord under the tutelage of our champion. And yet as soon as the work was done, the blasted demons snatched him up for their own selfish rebellion, leaving us here to fend for ourselves. They shall rue the day.

But we have survived in the shadows before, so we shall bide our time and await Zamorak's return. Oh, we'll act as converts to Saradomin on the surface. We'll welcome his sheep in our door. We'll fatten them up with wine and beguile them with our songs. But in our hearts we carry our true selves. In the dark beneath the lodge, we build.

The stars are for our lord, who will return to us one day, and we must be prepared for that return.

-Duchess Philippa Wharton, Founder of Star Lodge
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Our initiates have located the gate. The imperial capital continues to stand up to Saradomin's assaults, but they have retreated within their strong walls. The gate sits on the outskirts of the city, nothing more now than a shrine to hubris. We shall break it down and smuggle it piece by piece to the Lodge.

I have handed each cell leader a crest of Dagon - all four will need to come together to open the hidden path behind the fireplace, and deliver each gate piece to the rest of the order below. Once gathered there, and once the circle is complete, it can be sent on to the Source to be reconstructed.

-Duchess Philippa Wharton, Founder of Star Lodge
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I've told them before not to work in the night! The Lodge gets too busy at night and the noises from below need to cease, lest someone notice our masks slip and we are outed. The crackling fireplace hides our sins, as does the raucous laughter and the music, but we are too close to be taking these risks.

There is no deadline to our task, but the acolytes get too excitable. If they're so damned excited they could offer themselves, but no, they think themselves above the sacrifice. Some physical discouragement is in order to remind them of our precarious position here. Some examples need to be made.

At night we play our part and entertain the masses. We take only the lost and lonely, the forgotten few. Then only during the day do we 'encourage' them to accept a gift from the Source. Those that do are free to leave us and spread our word abroad.

Those that do not, well...as they say, there is always a choice, not that I would consider Dagon a choice. Though Dagon claims he despises this use for him, his contract decrees it and he will do as I say.

-Duchess Philippa Wharton, Founder of Star Lodge
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I have a new pet freshly arrived from the Source. It is disguised enough that we can walk together on the surface. This is all happening right under their noses and it will be their downfall. I take such joy in going for walks with Duke - he's such a good boy.

Not only walks, but we now hunt together. We grow bolder with each passing day; there is a palpable buzz in the air - arrivals from the Source inform us that Lord Zamorak will be returning soon! There is one trophy in particular I wish to show him when he does - the head of Auriculus. It hangs in a place of pride above the altar below.

The stars are aligning. The purpose of Star Lodge is fulfilled. Long live the Order of Dis.

-Duchess Philippa Wharton, Founder of Star Lodge, Hierophant of the Order of Dis