Words of the Constant
Moon Stone
It's all smashed up.
There's a hole in the middle for something to go in.
The stone lit it up somehow.
Now what?
I have a distinct feeling this isn't right.
What a mess.
It looks like something should go here...
Woah! That did something!
Should... should something be happening?
I don't think that works...
Someone didn't want us to use this.
I'm pretty sure that's important for something.
Of course! Now I remember!
Was something else supposed to happen? I can't remember...
I've got a nagging feeling it's not supposed to look like that.
My mechanical friend seems intent on fixing it.
What goes in the middle, I wonder?
That looks ripe for the taking.
I thought something would have happened.
I think it wants something else.
Perhaps it crashed from the heavens.
What dost thou want, altar?
It feeds from the power of Mani!
Prepare for glorious battle!
This shall not please the gods.
Ruins of an ancient relic.
I had thought these all destroyed eons ago.
The staff is powered by the "moon's" energy.
Something magic-y needs to happen, I think.
Waste of a good staff.
It's broke.
I wonder what it wants?
Bright sticky stick!
Something else needs to happen, right?
I don't think it wanted that.
It's been ravaged by time.
I felt a terrible chill run down my spine.
Bathed in pale eternal light...
Perhaps it thirsts for a sacrifice. Where's Webber...
That doesn't look right...
Ancient debris. Perhaps it can be restored?
The magic of this structure ebbs in predictable cycles.
The magic of the stone appears to be inexhaustible.
Now we must be patient.
Hmm... It seems the staves are not interchangeable.
Oh look, a bunch of smashed up rocks!
It's expecting something from me.
Ughh! It's doing the exact opposite of burning!
Hurry up already, stupid rock!
That's obviously completely wrong.