A Visit to The Temple – The End of Chapter 1 Is Nigh – Prepare to Die!
GM Necios posts the story of A Visit to the Temple. You won’t want to miss this peek into the storyline because he ends with an OOC note: “Red Alert! The end of Chapter 1 is nigh. Prepare to die.” Ut oh!
Category: Towns
Topic: Icemule TraceDate: 02/19/2018 09:01 AM CSTFrom: GS4-NECIOSSubj: A visit to the templeA robed figure moves slowly, demurely, through the tall but simple alcoves of the temple wing. She says nothing, but her hands are clasped one over the other, her knuckles white with stress. Her eyes dart to and fro, evidence of the thoughts that plague her. If one could gaze upon her soul, one might see an essence of life stretched thin from despair.She turns a corner and arrives at the immense altar of Lorminstra, unwavering in its starkly contrasted hues. She pauses for an endless age of meditation, gently kneeling in genuflect, murmuring supplications first in the Common tongue, then in her own language, finally in twisting symbols that can only be understood through thought. From a pocket in her thick, nondescript ecclesiastical robe she removes a page of paper – a torn piece of a powerful tome – a sickness – a gift from one who is in grave danger, one who oversees a locale whose predicament is even worse, if that is possible. Because of this, the figure’s heart is heavy, her face downtrodden, and the tears begin to fall…
She reaches her soul upward and outward. “Lorminstra,” she speaks… she begs.
“I cannot bear more lives lost.
We have received a warning that there shall be no rest.
Please… Guardian of my being…
Patroness of the beyond… Help us here and now.”There is a sudden soft silence, like what one might hear while watching a candle flicker miles away through a solitary frost-covered window. The figure bows her head, eyes upon the ground, looking for some bit of guidance, any sign of assistance or hope. Then a gentle peace settles in followed by the tiniest spinning mote of light, an ethereal butterfly in message but not in form. It dances about the figure before it whispers to her…
“Enestrie, for now their path is barred. You have already heard the clang of the gates I guard. Rest, and rest well, child. I do not know how long destiny will allow them to be held back.”
Catching her breath and pondering upon gratitude, the figure waits a few moments for her deity to return to the ether. Then she rises, takes the tome page from the altar, and slowly departs.
(OOC NOTE: Red alert! The end of Chapter 1 is nigh. Prepare to die.)
GameMaster Necios
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