We have now datamined our first three positions in the Odyssey Map. The first of them seems to be Kukulkan skin, the second one looks like the animated avatar and the third one should be Nu Wa Space skin.
Week 1 – Deep in the Maya Highlands
It’s been a long and arduous trek through the Highlands, but we have finally made it to our first checkpoint – The Yucatan Peninsula. We docked at Progreso and journeyed south through dense and humid jungle terrain. We are a few men lighter now than when we began our expedition, but alas, we have arrived. The legends that speak of the Yucatan Peninsula hold a lot of truth of their beauty. This extends to the Mayan fables, too namely the Serpent of the Nine Winds, Kukulkan. If I had not witnessed it for myself, I would not have believed it either, but for anyone reading this, I can assure you, he is no myth. As we hacked through the final jungle brush, the great serpent burst forth from its slumber, soared high above our party and emitted a hissed screech. High above us, it beat its wings and glared down, silhouetted by the incandescent Sun. Frozen in place, we stared in awe at the beast and, as fast as it had appeared, it vanished, lost to the skies. I would like to put this experience down to a delusion of heat exhaustion, but I fear it foolish to do so.
Week 2 – Somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean
It’s only been a few days, but I’m already starting to feel the effects of seasickness sinking their hooks deep under my skin. I fear thjat I will ill shortyl if we do not dock. The only thing that keeping me shoreboud is the memory of Kukulkan. One of our crew is talented with ink and quill, and sketched out her memory of the beast. I can verify that it matches up to my recollection of the experiencie. I’ve pinned the picture to the wall of my quarters in the hope Kukulkan’s winds will get me off this vessel faster.
Week 3 – Xian, China
Land. I don’t think I’ve ever been so grateful to place my own two feet firmly onto solid earth. My legs may be weak and my head may be spinning, but the motionlessness of the desk I currently write at is better than anything I could ask for. I feel like delirium is something I’m going to have to live with for the immediate future, however. I was sitting at the inn’s window, gazing out the landscape below, and I was convinced that I saw a womar flying through the air with the tail of a snake and a futuristic looking helmet upon her head. Now might be as good a time as any to take a break and have a lay down.
Missed this skin in the latest post, so I added it here.