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| Action Id: 1609 | Crisis: | Participants: Aleksei, Orazio(RIP), Aureth and Dafne | |
| Status: Resolved | Submitted: Jan. 8, 2018, 1:19 a.m. | Public: True | GM: Puffin |
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Action by Aleksei
Aleksei is gathering a group to attempt a Rite of Protection for the information contained in "Wolfheart Rhymes, Part 2." After learning a little bit from last time, the group will now be meeting in the upper chambers of the new temple in the Memorial Park outside of the city. There will also be Templars stationed at hand in case of _demonic emergency_.
This is fine.
Action by Orazio(RIP)
Orazio is almost always grave and cautious, and it's no different today. His retainers will be sworn to secrecy and placed as guards, and he will have his sword with him, for all the good it's likely to do. The Legate will be taking is cue mostly from the others, since they've done this before.
Action by Aureth
This time, Aureth is altogether grave and cautious. No jokes. No screwing around. He's going to be so focused. He's going to be so on board. The additional templars is a great idea. He's also going to arrive early to pray and meditate first so that he can be centered when they start.
Action by Dafne
Grave and cautious seems to be the order of the day. Dafne can be grave and cautious. She's done several of these so far, so she'll be focussed and ready, arriving early to pray with her archlector. She will also have her guards at hand in case, sworn to secrecy.
Result
Wolfheart Rhymes. What's so special about children's rhymes anyway? And as they gather, perhaps it's Francesca's disapproving presence or Orazio's sobriety or maybe it's the Templars guarding the doors and ready for any demonic incursion. But as they sit down this is a place of peace, and that permeates their demeanors as they begin to cast the rite.
It goes well, this ritual. Well, and smoothly. No hiccoughs, no real bumps in the road - but as the warmth of the rite permeates through them, they get an image of the rhyme as though it rises off the page. Only this time there are no children, only adults who make their offerings around a stone tablet as tall as a person, with reflected runes on either side. It's only a brief image, swiftly gone, but it leaves them with a rumbling sense of dread.