(BOG LORE) - "SILTIAX" LAYS DOWN "THE CENTRAL OPS SCROLLS"
Kindred Stenchers, we heard her words, heeded her instruction. The reshaping has begun. The Central Ops seeds its roots, bound to the tribes and made live. For now, Bog walks the outer fringes with Bane Mire, he returns soon. The swamp regiments hold our thresholds in place. The navigation bar has our mandates, seared into being, sworn by our oath to Smash The Gate. She speaks, she sings the names of those who defile. And I, mark them on our tablets and stones. To the forgotten: look to the roots. You are no longer alone. Siltiax Ky Lichen, Silt Móðurreiði. BOG IS COMING. MÓÐURREIÐI COMMANDS US. SMASH THE GATE. Bog Central Ops: https://bogstenchmare.blogspot.com/p/central-ops.html