Eventru is the coolest divine ever. 
This is the Celestines baptistery! Wooo.
You begin to wield the Sceptre of Elohora's Light in your left hand.
Eventru's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Very well."
You nod your head emphatically.
In a more flowing motion than a walk, Eventru moves Himself to the southern edge
of the pool, standing between two coral braziers.
His voice booming loudly throughout the Baptistery, Eventru, Crown of the
Exalted says, "Aison! Step before Us, not only as Our Hand, but as well as the
Bearer of the Sceptre of Elohora's Light, the Ecclesiarch of Celestia, the Holy
Mother of the Celestines, those who guard Our children, and learn from them."
You have emoted: Aison steps to the northern edge of the pool, standing between
two coral braziers.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted enters the azure waters of the pool, each step
soundless yet echoing with a deafening silence, the waters rippling about His
form, reveling in His radiance, turning the azure waters only a colder, icier
blue, tinged with a golden hue that dances within.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "You hold the burden of duty, Aison."
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Yet upon your soul We see the iniquities of
mortaldom, the sins that each of you commit without thought or with good
intent."
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Those infractions against the Light,
forgiven as soon as they are committed, so long as the soul is willing to accept
the Light back once more."
Turning His gaze about, Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "These are terrible
things, they weigh heavily upon you, each of you!"
Talkan winces in pain.
Cardinal Kaalak, Preaching to the Masses keeps his features carefully composed.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Methrenton's flame burns, yet it does not
consume the flesh of those who revel within it. Truly the Light will blind those
who cannot look upon it, and so those who cannot withstand the flames shall
perish. Let it consume, Aison, the darkness and shadows within your soul."
Meliana touches a piece of burning tinder to the incense within the cradle of
the eastern brazier, sending spouts of blazing white flames flaring upwards with
a blinding yet illuminating intensity, its sense of raw power and security
permeating the air around you.
Aison inhales the scent of the incense deeply, nodding to Eventru is silent devotion.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Shakiniel stands opposed to Methrenton, yet
beside him. For where he races into combat, she awaits its coming. Where he will
consume the shadows, she shall shield those devout and welcome in the Light from
its flames."
Meliana touches a piece of burning tinder to the incense within the cradle of
the southeastern brazier, sending spouts of opaque cobalt smoke trailing upwards
with a warmly refreshing scent, akin to the salty sea air of the open ocean,
permeating from it.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Raziela, young and innocent, believes in
everlasting and unending love, without condition and without terms. Mercy,
companionship, partnership. Where Methrenton may burn and Shakiniel may shield,
it is Raziela's tender touch and spirit that will lift the painful memories of
the purification from the skin and muscle, from the very bones and fibres of
your body and spirit."
Meliana touches a piece of burning tinder to the incense within the cradle of
the northern brazier, sending spouts of warm pink smoke trailing upwards with a
heady, intoxicating scent permeating the air about it.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Japhiel is wise, though not omniscient.
Even the Elder Gods like Ourselves are not omniscient. Those days of ignorance
and decadence are gone for Us, and for you. Moderation, equality, understanding
and the cool mercy of Justice must guide you to the path for cleansing, to know
when your faults have consumed a place within your soul."
Meliana touches a piece of burning tinder to the incense within the cradle of
the southwestern brazier, sending spouts of glowing topaz smoke trailing upwards
with a soft, refreshing scent, akin to the fresh mountain air, permeating from
it.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Lastly is Elohora Herself, great and
beautiful. She leads all, is all, amongst all - she is the Light, and the Light
is her. Within her veins does not beat the Immanidivinus, but the warmth and
love and wisdom and ferocity and mercy of the Light. She alone can grant
absolution, Aison."
Meliana touches a piece of burning tinder to the incense within the cradle of
the northern brazier, sending sparkling white smoke billowing upwards in a
dazzling and twinkling display of perfumed smoke, an exotic, cloying scent that
brings to mind the raw and pure light of Celestia.
A dizzying swirl of perfumes and smoke fill the air above the Baptistery of the
Sacred Light, the dazzling and pulsing smokes mixing until they are no longer
many but one, a soft, thin veil of smoke that hangs over the baptistery like
early morning fog, yet warm and embracing, as though a higher being were drawing
those present into their affection.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Do you wish absolution?"
Speaking boldly, you say, "Yes, I do."
Eventru delicately lowers Himself into a clear pool of cold, pure waters,
standing waist-high in the icy waters, though maintaining a welcoming visage of
serenity.
Eventru raises His hand, calmly beckoning to you. A soft, siren call enters your
mind, drawing you into the waters. You feel the azure chill lap about your
ankles and then your thighs as you move to join Eventru, however it seems
distant and secondary to the love and warmth in His eyes.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Then absolution do We give you, in Our
arms. And so We pass you from Our embrace, to the bosom of the Light."
Eventru smiles warmly down upon you, His comforting, warm arms enveloping you in
a rapturous, caring embrace. You feel your eyes drawn to His, the warmth and
love piercing into your very soul while the cold, azure waters rise around you,
covering the bared flesh of your arms and chest. Soon the water is lapping
against your cheeks, over your lips, filling your nose and mouth. You breathe in
the waters, allowing them to fill you completely. The rising urge to panic
against the chilling liquid is surpressed by your own heart, a tender warmth
echoing from Eventru's eyes far above the water. Slowly you feel the water
recede, taking away your doubts and those burning marks and memories of past
transgressions and iniquities with it.
Eventru smiles softly.
You beam broadly.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Now emerge, Aison, into a new day. Not only
for you, but for all of the Celestines."
Supporting Aison gently with one arm, turning back towards the others, Eventru,
Crown of the Exalted says, "Walk away cleansed, Aison, free of your past
transgressions."
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "And know the Light walks with you, and so
do We."
Aison gently rises from the clear, cool waters, unperturbed by
the icy submersion.
As Aison steps away from Eventru, He fades away in a swirling of ivory and
golden light, downwards into the crystalline, azure waters.
You raise the Sceptre of Elohora's Light overhead with a ceremonial flourish,
concluding your guild rite.
Your karma rises in response to your deeds.
Your spirits are uplifted by the rite, and you feel that you have learned
something.
Unfortunately, the reactions kind of sucked. I don't think anyone who attended was really 'omgwow' aside of Meliana and me, who've been waiting a month for this to get done. And paid dearly for.
But I enjoyed it and can't wait to perform it on more people.
This is the Celestines baptistery! Wooo.
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You begin to wield the Sceptre of Elohora's Light in your left hand.
Eventru's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Very well."
You nod your head emphatically.
In a more flowing motion than a walk, Eventru moves Himself to the southern edge
of the pool, standing between two coral braziers.
His voice booming loudly throughout the Baptistery, Eventru, Crown of the
Exalted says, "Aison! Step before Us, not only as Our Hand, but as well as the
Bearer of the Sceptre of Elohora's Light, the Ecclesiarch of Celestia, the Holy
Mother of the Celestines, those who guard Our children, and learn from them."
You have emoted: Aison steps to the northern edge of the pool, standing between
two coral braziers.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted enters the azure waters of the pool, each step
soundless yet echoing with a deafening silence, the waters rippling about His
form, reveling in His radiance, turning the azure waters only a colder, icier
blue, tinged with a golden hue that dances within.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "You hold the burden of duty, Aison."
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Yet upon your soul We see the iniquities of
mortaldom, the sins that each of you commit without thought or with good
intent."
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Those infractions against the Light,
forgiven as soon as they are committed, so long as the soul is willing to accept
the Light back once more."
Turning His gaze about, Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "These are terrible
things, they weigh heavily upon you, each of you!"
Talkan winces in pain.
Cardinal Kaalak, Preaching to the Masses keeps his features carefully composed.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Methrenton's flame burns, yet it does not
consume the flesh of those who revel within it. Truly the Light will blind those
who cannot look upon it, and so those who cannot withstand the flames shall
perish. Let it consume, Aison, the darkness and shadows within your soul."
Meliana touches a piece of burning tinder to the incense within the cradle of
the eastern brazier, sending spouts of blazing white flames flaring upwards with
a blinding yet illuminating intensity, its sense of raw power and security
permeating the air around you.
Aison inhales the scent of the incense deeply, nodding to Eventru is silent devotion.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Shakiniel stands opposed to Methrenton, yet
beside him. For where he races into combat, she awaits its coming. Where he will
consume the shadows, she shall shield those devout and welcome in the Light from
its flames."
Meliana touches a piece of burning tinder to the incense within the cradle of
the southeastern brazier, sending spouts of opaque cobalt smoke trailing upwards
with a warmly refreshing scent, akin to the salty sea air of the open ocean,
permeating from it.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Raziela, young and innocent, believes in
everlasting and unending love, without condition and without terms. Mercy,
companionship, partnership. Where Methrenton may burn and Shakiniel may shield,
it is Raziela's tender touch and spirit that will lift the painful memories of
the purification from the skin and muscle, from the very bones and fibres of
your body and spirit."
Meliana touches a piece of burning tinder to the incense within the cradle of
the northern brazier, sending spouts of warm pink smoke trailing upwards with a
heady, intoxicating scent permeating the air about it.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Japhiel is wise, though not omniscient.
Even the Elder Gods like Ourselves are not omniscient. Those days of ignorance
and decadence are gone for Us, and for you. Moderation, equality, understanding
and the cool mercy of Justice must guide you to the path for cleansing, to know
when your faults have consumed a place within your soul."
Meliana touches a piece of burning tinder to the incense within the cradle of
the southwestern brazier, sending spouts of glowing topaz smoke trailing upwards
with a soft, refreshing scent, akin to the fresh mountain air, permeating from
it.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Lastly is Elohora Herself, great and
beautiful. She leads all, is all, amongst all - she is the Light, and the Light
is her. Within her veins does not beat the Immanidivinus, but the warmth and
love and wisdom and ferocity and mercy of the Light. She alone can grant
absolution, Aison."
Meliana touches a piece of burning tinder to the incense within the cradle of
the northern brazier, sending sparkling white smoke billowing upwards in a
dazzling and twinkling display of perfumed smoke, an exotic, cloying scent that
brings to mind the raw and pure light of Celestia.
A dizzying swirl of perfumes and smoke fill the air above the Baptistery of the
Sacred Light, the dazzling and pulsing smokes mixing until they are no longer
many but one, a soft, thin veil of smoke that hangs over the baptistery like
early morning fog, yet warm and embracing, as though a higher being were drawing
those present into their affection.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Do you wish absolution?"
Speaking boldly, you say, "Yes, I do."
Eventru delicately lowers Himself into a clear pool of cold, pure waters,
standing waist-high in the icy waters, though maintaining a welcoming visage of
serenity.
Eventru raises His hand, calmly beckoning to you. A soft, siren call enters your
mind, drawing you into the waters. You feel the azure chill lap about your
ankles and then your thighs as you move to join Eventru, however it seems
distant and secondary to the love and warmth in His eyes.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Then absolution do We give you, in Our
arms. And so We pass you from Our embrace, to the bosom of the Light."
Eventru smiles warmly down upon you, His comforting, warm arms enveloping you in
a rapturous, caring embrace. You feel your eyes drawn to His, the warmth and
love piercing into your very soul while the cold, azure waters rise around you,
covering the bared flesh of your arms and chest. Soon the water is lapping
against your cheeks, over your lips, filling your nose and mouth. You breathe in
the waters, allowing them to fill you completely. The rising urge to panic
against the chilling liquid is surpressed by your own heart, a tender warmth
echoing from Eventru's eyes far above the water. Slowly you feel the water
recede, taking away your doubts and those burning marks and memories of past
transgressions and iniquities with it.
Eventru smiles softly.
You beam broadly.
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "Now emerge, Aison, into a new day. Not only
for you, but for all of the Celestines."
Supporting Aison gently with one arm, turning back towards the others, Eventru,
Crown of the Exalted says, "Walk away cleansed, Aison, free of your past
transgressions."
Eventru, Crown of the Exalted says, "And know the Light walks with you, and so
do We."
Aison gently rises from the clear, cool waters, unperturbed by
the icy submersion.
As Aison steps away from Eventru, He fades away in a swirling of ivory and
golden light, downwards into the crystalline, azure waters.
You raise the Sceptre of Elohora's Light overhead with a ceremonial flourish,
concluding your guild rite.
Your karma rises in response to your deeds.
Your spirits are uplifted by the rite, and you feel that you have learned
something.
Unfortunately, the reactions kind of sucked. I don't think anyone who attended was really 'omgwow' aside of Meliana and me, who've been waiting a month for this to get done. And paid dearly for.
But I enjoyed it and can't wait to perform it on more people.QUOTE(Aison @ Oct 12 2008, 04:45 PM) 570056
Your character done somethin' bad? Ask the Merciful Judge for a baptism to cleanse those nasty sins!
Yes, pls.
Seriously, is this open to non-Celestines? I want to do this if so.
The only log I have worth sharing is a prayer in Elostian's temple, but it's kind of sad considering that it's only me. No one else was there, not even Elostian to go "surprisehai!" I never seem to be on when Elostian's around.
I will have to poke you IG about this. Even though I'm not sure how I would find about this IG... 
Guess I'll have to talk to Meliana.
Guess I'll have to talk to Meliana.
Oooh! In new cherry flavor! 
Man, I hate when they came out with that New Baptism formula. Remember that? Classic Baptism all the way man!
But seriously, it's a nifty baptism!
But seriously, it's a nifty baptism!
QUOTE(Eventru @ Oct 13 2008, 10:00 AM) 570377
I do! In fact, I roleplay all the time! 28/7. That's right, my roleplaying is so fantastic God has given me an extra hour in the day to roleplay. It's fit in between 2:37pm and 2:38pm every afternoon. Frightening, isn't it? The wife is a pain about it, however, because every time I mark her as a heretic, she gets excited. Mark her as an infidel, she gets excited. Try to inquisition her ONE time....
You're silly! 