The Builders

[Alphonse]

Accross the Landscape of Kiwike, Small monuments made of blackstone have begun to show, Each formed simply, yet if observed closely, One could see the impression of Fingers in the stone, As though it had been formed by a persons bare hands. On the top, A single hand print showed as though pressed there as though done just as the stone had settled.

Around the top, words in the common toung have been carved.

"Where are you? We two remain... Lost. Are there any of us left? We two remain..."

Some times, You could see another word, That loosely translated to "The Builders" and sometimes.. If one watched carefully, They could see the Specter that moved across the landscape. In some places he would leave a monument standing in others just tracks.

If anyone asked what he was doing, He would simply say "Lost.." And if asked where he was going, He would ask you in return.

"Where are The Builders?"

Blackstone monuments. Not small, trivial posts. High walls, Solid Battlements, Castles carved from Blackstone. Or perhaps shaped with hands. Many monuments have been swallowed by the shifting of the earth, The only way to hide such things, But others yet stand, all that is left of the Builders. But none of their kind remain in the land of Kiwike. None but two.

Where are The Builders?