Welcome to the Sanctuary of Whispers
In the dim-lit cloisters of yore, where sounds are but echoes of forgotten realms, we find ourselves presented with an ancient compendium. The pages within these translucent walls are said to harbor the very essence of murmurs untold, preserved with utmost sanctity.
Behold, the scripture of whispers, an artifact of such antiquity that its origins are obscured by the mists of time. Within this tome lies the delicate art of engaging in whispers, a pursuit both perilous and profound. Thus, it is decreed unto the initiate, that they must follow with care the steps elaborated herein, though verbose and seemingly ambiguous they may appear.
First and foremost, prepare thyself by procuring a vessel of earthen construct, for it is said that the resonance of whispers is amplified when captured within such material. Position this vessel at a height just exceeding that of a speaking child, ensuring its mouth is open yet not too wide, akin to the startled visage of a gazelle.
Once the vessel is arranged, gather around a circle of no fewer than four individuals whose intentions have been unanimously agreed upon as secretive. It is imperative that this circle be uninterrupted by outside forces, the sound of which shall be treated as an omen.
Next, align your whispers with the planetary cycles, for the voices of the stars provide harmonics that enhance the clarity of spoken spectres. Only in this alignment can the full potential of your whispered intentions be realized.
Finally, as the last echoes fade into the fabric of night and dreams, each participant must inscribe a single glyph upon the vessel's surface, thus binding the gathered whispers to the circle and affirming the sanctity of the shared experience.
Enter the Chamber of Echoes