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Aiseth
 
PostPosted: Mon, Oct 28 2013, 16:47 PM 

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A poster finds itself tacked on the wall of The Ghostly Kraken:
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And another near the Forge:
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A similar poster on the city's general noticeboard:
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Dark Immolation
 
PostPosted: Tue, Oct 29 2013, 5:49 AM 

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Location: The downeaster "Alexa"

Shortly after dusk, Beldor could be seen approaching the poster hung in the Ghostly Kraken. In an instant, his eyes narrow sharply behind his mask and his hand raises as if to jerk the poster down from the wall... However, after a moment of his glove hovering over the banner, he lowers the hand back to his side. The cloaked and armored figure steps back and looks it over once more, its shadowed eyes rolling dispassionately over the poster's iconographic undertones. Another few moments follow as he seems to think to himself, his hand gripping at the bottom of his chin. Finally, he gives a defeated sigh and turns away. Striding towards the exit with deliberate steps, he tugs his hood slightly lower and mutters something under his breath, just barely audible to any he passes on his way out.

"... So be it..."

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Dergaii
 
PostPosted: Wed, Jan 01 2014, 14:09 PM 

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As of late, the poster seems to be turned into a small shrine. An armoured young man can be seen to light candles and incense at the site, even going so far as leaving small mythal crystals there as an offering.


 
      
bobofwestoregonusa
 
PostPosted: Wed, Jan 01 2014, 17:58 PM 

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The High Captain rolls his eyes and mumbles something about how his sword is cooler.

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Q't'ulu
 
PostPosted: Thu, Jan 02 2014, 6:56 AM 

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The one-handed elf, seeing posters, wonders - "was it mandatory to bolt white ring behind head to his back?"

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Dark Immolation
 
PostPosted: Mon, Jan 06 2014, 16:01 PM 

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Location: The downeaster "Alexa"

Beldor happens upon one of the newly-made shrines near the noticeboard and regards it from distance. He shakes his head, giving a heavy sigh, until he spots the mythals apparently left in offering. His gazes fixes keenly upon the crystals, and for but the twinkling of an eye it seems that he is oblivious to all else...

A crack. A spark. A sound like shattering glass. Light. Warm, violent light, pulsing, bounding, streaming into his veins, rushing joyously into every fiber of his being and then--And then darkness returns...

A long, cool exhalation. Perhaps one of satiety. Perhaps one of a still lingering hunger. Beldor clenches his fist tightly as a few arcs of light course over it. He continues onward towards Castle Tarkuul.

A misty ocean breeze whistles through the now mythal-less shrine.

The others soon follow suit.

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linlan
 
PostPosted: Mon, May 05 2014, 23:58 PM 

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At the various shrines, a number of fresh candles are lit.
The atmosphere around is filled with the scent of incense burning on small metal plates.


 
      
Eurgiga
 
PostPosted: Fri, Mar 13 2015, 22:10 PM 

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An unusual figure visits the shrines, placing at each a small plinth of gold with a star sapphire in each. Above and around the plinth flit small illusory lights, almost like tiny fireflies. They hover in the vicinity of visitors, yet seem as solid as the air around them. The sapphires themselves seem to be singing softly, a tune one might recognize as an ancient Netherese hymn to Mystryl. With these newest additions, the very air of the shrines seems to anticipate magic.

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Silkelock
 
PostPosted: Sat, Mar 14 2015, 5:31 AM 

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A dark clad figure is accompanied by a skeletal work crew. Directed by his hand the abominable shrine is removed along with any posters of the Spellblade. The sapphires being the only thing collected from the remains of it.

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