Narrative

As lights features no conventional narrative, I would have tried to weave in snippets of vague information that would give the player a framework for what was happening to their character and why. I did this by writing down small pieces of information, told in a strange format that would give clues as to what was taking place in game.

There would be 10 of these little scrolls littered around the game-space for the player to find that would expand upon their experiences in game by providing clues to the back-story. These were limited to around 50 words each, so that they could be read as a non intrusive overlay to the game, this was however, out of our reach, so all I have is each piece written out.

"They came from above, they created the temples and this holy place and gave men the power of language."

"They stayed, for thousands of moons they stayed. And shared with men their unusual skills, joy was had by all involved and the wise ones and their human proteges lived in peace."

"Many great works of science and art were made, the wise ones always looking on the works of the humans with the approval of a loving parent." 

"Grand lights began to coalesce above the obsidian temples, at the apex of their pyramid, they grew day by day for years and year, for so long the old would talk about how big they were when they were young"

"The wise ones spoke, but none understood, it hadn't happened before, communication had always been easy between the two species, because they didn't understand, they didn't heed the warnings they faced"

"The wise ones retreated into the temples for 7 months and 7 days"

"One Day they left, just gone for good, the men wept as they knew not what to do, for the wise ones had been the guides human civilisation"

"Oracles spoke of their return. But it never came. The tension caused forced men to fight, blood was spilled on the steps of the holy temples, and seemingly in anger they barred their entrances in stone using magicks left by the old ones"

"Few stayed behind, in hope of the golden times of the past, this went on the generations until the original truth had passed into legend."

"The last of the priests left this place and walked out into the desert, alone and the temples were left alone never to be seen again"