HUGUEL_0568

In a world of trackless jungles, colossal beasts, and cruel pre-human civilizations, you must survive the past if you want to save the future! You were only meant to guard the laboratory, but when a treacherous power cripples Doctor Sabbatine's time machine, you're left stranded! Face the savage inhabitants of Silverworld and build your own civilization—or plunder the past and return home unimaginably rich!

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"Those were good days," Skull Ripper confides in you. "The ripping of skulls, their smashing, also the bisection of men upon the Tree of Horror."


"I love a good bisecting," Alexius puts in.


"We are wiser than that now!" one of the Triune says, but his voice is a man's voice, not a god's, and Skull Ripper seems unimpressed.


Then a voice cuts across the village: "And here you are again, Crowchar, working to create dissent wherever you go!"


Losh strides toward you, his scarred face pulled back in a sneer as he regards the idol. He wears clothes of linen, dyed deep blue. At least a dozen similarly attired warriors follow him, armed with short flint-tipped spears and bows. Some you recognize as River People who left with Stralchus.


"Losh!" Vecla cries, her black eyes wide as she regards her old assistant. "What are you doing here?"


Losh narrows his eyes, and you see rage and jealousy as he regards the little herbalist. Then he says, "I am here to serve the will of Stralchus and the great Ziggurat he is raising to stop the False Icon. I am here to show these primitive people the truth—their god is false, as are all gods save the Icons. Any 'power' this idol has comes from the gray mountain in the sky and is altogether evil. This the great visionary Stralchus has shown us."


"This he has shown us," the blue warriors echo as one.


Control touches your arm. "Crowchar…a moment."


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