The Whisper of the Resistance
With a dramatic gesture, Milo had pointed you toward the next waypoint—leading directly into the mystical realm of Greenwood Hollow. “This is where your journey truly begins!” he squeaked, with such exaggerated seriousness that you find it hard to keep up a serious appearance. The forest is dense and eerie. The shadows between the trees seem to move when you’re not looking.
You tread carefully along the enchanted path, following Bastet’s hastily painted symbols—just enough to keep your courage steady.
In a clearing full of glowing flowers, you meet a mysterious man. Floating beside him is a drone, buzzing so enthusiastically it reminds you of an overzealous housefly. “Welcome,” he says, in a voice so calm you wonder if you’re late. “I’m Caelan Ironwood. And this is Tinker.” The drone lets out a sound somewhere between a giggle and a hiccup.
Caelan explains why Bastet sent you. “Greenwood Hollow was once free. But Cobol’s agents are draining the life from everything. We must fight back. We need a digital platform—a strong message that unites us.”
Tinker projects a chaotic hologram—something like a website, if websites had a nervous breakdown. Headings and text blocks drift about aimlessly, begging for structure. You feel the weight of the moment as Caelan adds, “Bastet taught you how to turn chaos into clarity. Help us build this platform—so the resistance can have a voice.”
Tinker beeps in agreement. The forest around you grows quiet, as if it too is waiting for your answer. You know this is the first true step— Toward Bastet.
And toward the resistance.
Create a Page for the Resistance
Help Caelan optimize his website using clever text markups.
Use the code snippets—though not all are perfect as they are—
and bring them into harmony with the matching content,
to make his page shine with new brilliance.
