Tarton’s Wheel
I have found what appears to be an old book of poetry which mentions something of an object known as Tarton’s Wheel. It seems to give some clues as to where I might find the rods mentioned within. They seem to hint at the planar power the wheel posesses.
page 1
— The Wheel of Tarton —
Tarton Had a Wheel
That Once He Built
Ten Spokes to Wood
Bound by a Star
Tarton Had a Wheel
To Roam the Planes
Shaped Twice by Ice
To Guide His Way
page 2
Tarton Had a Wheel
That Once He Lost
Clash In the Sky
To Earth He Fell
Tarton Had a Wheel
Was Sundered Past
The Pieces Scattered
Across the World
page 3
The next few pages are torn and unreadable. Only a few scattered scribblings and letters can be made out.
page 13
Tarton Had a Wheel
That Once Was Found
By many elf Aataltaal
In Waters of Norrath
Tarton Had a Wheel
Restored to its Form
Ten Spokes to Wood
Bound by a Star
page 14
Aataltaal Had a Wheel
To Roam the Planes
Shaped Twice by Ice
To Guide His Revenge
Aataltaal Had a Wheel
Like the World Shattered
Doors to Gods Closed
To Earth Pieces Fell
page 15
A world of islands knows many ports,
But one of old still doth abide.
Wreckage above and so too below
Is where this rod does hide.
This is where, in a dream, I spied Azia.
page 16
With rabid fury the mistress hunted,
Those who sought to kill,
On lands now ruled by amber stalks,
And ruled by those who till.
This is where, in a dream, I spied Beza.
page 17
The whole earth shudders,
With each thunderous shock,
As the Maiden of Shadows,
Comes to earth as burning rock.
This is where, in a dream, I spied Caza.
page 18
In the shadows of the dark forest,
Where dark people are bound,
Even the mightiest torrent,
Will not wash it from ground.
This is where, in a dream, I spied Dena.
page 19
Bound by a Star from the wheel he sought to learn,
The mysteries of planar travel.
He desired immortal life,
Instead his spirit and flesh hath unravel.
This is where, in a dream, I spied Ena.
page 20
Among a people who do not care,
For the power it might instill,
Lies this tool of terrible power,
Where only stomachs seek a fill.
This is where, in a dream, I spied Fana.
page 21
They sought war with the gods
When challenge on Norrath was no longer.
Even in the dankest swamp,
Rock more than flesh is stronger.
This is where, in a dream, I spied Geza.
page 22
Here reside the everliving,
Though they are devoid of life.
Such beings of patchwork flesh,
Yet slumber for respite from strife.
This is where, in a dream, I spied Heda.
page 23
A shadowed man will let you in,
The monument you’d best avoid.
Its halls of lore offer much,
But of sanity they are devoid.
This is where, in a dream, I spied Izah.
page 24
Many wizards have sought to live
In a perpetual undead state.
Lich is the name we now know
As the first necromancer’s fate.
This is where, in a dream, I spied Jaka.
I have found all the rods of Tarton’s Wheel and have reassembled them. While powerful in its own right the wheel seems to have lost some of its magic, perhaps there may be a way to reclaim the use it must have once been imbued with.