Accalia did her first unscripted 'ritual on the fly'. The best part was that I think it helped a newbie feel more at home.
It felt cool, I think she might do stuff like this more often now.
The girl was shy about performing a graduation ritual:
You say, "It is something you should experience, as rituals are an important part of being a wiccan."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr frowns and says, "I know they're an important part of being a Wiccan... we don't have talismans and athames just for fighting..."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "... I just... I don't know. It sounds like it'd be uncomfortable for me to do if other people are around... I kind of... lack
confidence..."
You smile and say, "Then it will help you grow in confidence."
You say, "My first time running a ritual was scary too."
Myrkr gives a pained sigh.
You say, "But you wont be running this, just following your ritualist's lead, and being welcomed into the coven officially will feel great."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "What if I mess up?"
You say, "Its okay to mess up."
You say, "As long as you truly try your best."
Myrkr creases her brow in a frown.
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "... but what if my best isn't enough...?"
You say, "It will be enough, because no one can ask you for more than that."
You call out for your broom and it flies into your outstretched hand.
You begin to wield a wiccan broom in your left hand.
Myrkr blinks.
Accalia sweeps the area to clear it of negative energies.
You begin to wield an athame dagger in your right hand.
Myrkr blinks.
Myrkr gulps nervously.
Accalia walks in a circle with her athame in an outstretched
hand as she creates a magical circle of truth, strength and protection.
Accalia moves to stand before you, a soft smile upon her lips.
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr moves to stand outside the circle, and smiles back at
you some, eyes a bit teary.
Accalia shakes her head softly, "No child, move back with me."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr blushes slightly, and moves back into the circle with
you.
You yell, "Mother Moon, hear my prayer. Bless this young Seeker of Yours with
the inner strength to find You!"
Accalia touches two fingertips to your forehead, infusing you
with some of her own strength.
Accalia takes Myrkr's hands in her own.
Accalia bows her hear in prayer, "Mother Moon, help this child
in her growth. Illuminate her path and instill in her a trust of the coven she
is about to enter."
Taking Myrkr's hands in your own to form a circle of two, you gaze at the
heavens and lift your voice in song. Turning into your own slow dance, you lead
Myrkr along the bewitching melody of the Moon.
Myrkr smiles softly.
You say, "Glory be to Mother Moon!"
Metamortal Valaria Parayshia, Moon Guide says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr smiles and says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Myrkr flashes you a joyous smile.
You say, "Now, think about who you would like to perform your Rite, and maybe
take a short time to go over it and ready yourself?"
Myrkr's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.
You smile and say, "Is that a yes?"
Myrkr nods her head at you.
It felt cool, I think she might do stuff like this more often now.
The girl was shy about performing a graduation ritual:
You say, "It is something you should experience, as rituals are an important part of being a wiccan."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr frowns and says, "I know they're an important part of being a Wiccan... we don't have talismans and athames just for fighting..."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "... I just... I don't know. It sounds like it'd be uncomfortable for me to do if other people are around... I kind of... lack
confidence..."
You smile and say, "Then it will help you grow in confidence."
You say, "My first time running a ritual was scary too."
Myrkr gives a pained sigh.
You say, "But you wont be running this, just following your ritualist's lead, and being welcomed into the coven officially will feel great."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "What if I mess up?"
You say, "Its okay to mess up."
You say, "As long as you truly try your best."
Myrkr creases her brow in a frown.
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "... but what if my best isn't enough...?"
You say, "It will be enough, because no one can ask you for more than that."
You call out for your broom and it flies into your outstretched hand.
You begin to wield a wiccan broom in your left hand.
Myrkr blinks.
Accalia sweeps the area to clear it of negative energies.
You begin to wield an athame dagger in your right hand.
Myrkr blinks.
Myrkr gulps nervously.
Accalia walks in a circle with her athame in an outstretched
hand as she creates a magical circle of truth, strength and protection.
Accalia moves to stand before you, a soft smile upon her lips.
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr moves to stand outside the circle, and smiles back at
you some, eyes a bit teary.
Accalia shakes her head softly, "No child, move back with me."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr blushes slightly, and moves back into the circle with
you.
You yell, "Mother Moon, hear my prayer. Bless this young Seeker of Yours with
the inner strength to find You!"
Accalia touches two fingertips to your forehead, infusing you
with some of her own strength.
Accalia takes Myrkr's hands in her own.
Accalia bows her hear in prayer, "Mother Moon, help this child
in her growth. Illuminate her path and instill in her a trust of the coven she
is about to enter."
Taking Myrkr's hands in your own to form a circle of two, you gaze at the
heavens and lift your voice in song. Turning into your own slow dance, you lead
Myrkr along the bewitching melody of the Moon.
Myrkr smiles softly.
You say, "Glory be to Mother Moon!"
Metamortal Valaria Parayshia, Moon Guide says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr smiles and says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Myrkr flashes you a joyous smile.
You say, "Now, think about who you would like to perform your Rite, and maybe
take a short time to go over it and ready yourself?"
Myrkr's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.
You smile and say, "Is that a yes?"
Myrkr nods her head at you.
QUOTE(Accalia @ May 10 2007, 11:55 AM) 406152
You say, "Glory be to Mother Moon!"
Metamortal Valaria Parayshia, Moon Guide says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr smiles and says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Metamortal Valaria Parayshia, Moon Guide says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr smiles and says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Will I never be able to get away from it?
QUOTE(Accalia @ May 10 2007, 12:55 PM) 406152
Accalia did her first unscripted 'ritual on the fly'. The best part was that I think it helped a newbie feel more at home.
It felt cool, I think she might do stuff like this more often now.
The girl was shy about performing a graduation ritual:
You say, "It is something you should experience, as rituals are an important part of being a wiccan."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr frowns and says, "I know they're an important part of being a Wiccan... we don't have talismans and athames just for fighting..."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "... I just... I don't know. It sounds like it'd be uncomfortable for me to do if other people are around... I kind of... lack
confidence..."
You smile and say, "Then it will help you grow in confidence."
You say, "My first time running a ritual was scary too."
Myrkr gives a pained sigh.
You say, "But you wont be running this, just following your ritualist's lead, and being welcomed into the coven officially will feel great."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "What if I mess up?"
You say, "Its okay to mess up."
You say, "As long as you truly try your best."
Myrkr creases her brow in a frown.
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "... but what if my best isn't enough...?"
You say, "It will be enough, because no one can ask you for more than that."
You call out for your broom and it flies into your outstretched hand.
You begin to wield a wiccan broom in your left hand.
Myrkr blinks.
Accalia sweeps the area to clear it of negative energies.
You begin to wield an athame dagger in your right hand.
Myrkr blinks.
Myrkr gulps nervously.
Accalia walks in a circle with her athame in an outstretched
hand as she creates a magical circle of truth, strength and protection.
Accalia moves to stand before you, a soft smile upon her lips.
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr moves to stand outside the circle, and smiles back at
you some, eyes a bit teary.
Accalia shakes her head softly, "No child, move back with me."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr blushes slightly, and moves back into the circle with
you.
You yell, "Mother Moon, hear my prayer. Bless this young Seeker of Yours with
the inner strength to find You!"
Accalia touches two fingertips to your forehead, infusing you
with some of her own strength.
Accalia takes Myrkr's hands in her own.
Accalia bows her hear in prayer, "Mother Moon, help this child
in her growth. Illuminate her path and instill in her a trust of the coven she
is about to enter."
Taking Myrkr's hands in your own to form a circle of two, you gaze at the
heavens and lift your voice in song. Turning into your own slow dance, you lead
Myrkr along the bewitching melody of the Moon.
Myrkr smiles softly.
You say, "Glory be to Mother Moon!"
Metamortal Valaria Parayshia, Moon Guide says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr smiles and says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Myrkr flashes you a joyous smile.
You say, "Now, think about who you would like to perform your Rite, and maybe
take a short time to go over it and ready yourself?"
Myrkr's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.
You smile and say, "Is that a yes?"
Myrkr nods her head at you.
It felt cool, I think she might do stuff like this more often now.
The girl was shy about performing a graduation ritual:
You say, "It is something you should experience, as rituals are an important part of being a wiccan."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr frowns and says, "I know they're an important part of being a Wiccan... we don't have talismans and athames just for fighting..."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "... I just... I don't know. It sounds like it'd be uncomfortable for me to do if other people are around... I kind of... lack
confidence..."
You smile and say, "Then it will help you grow in confidence."
You say, "My first time running a ritual was scary too."
Myrkr gives a pained sigh.
You say, "But you wont be running this, just following your ritualist's lead, and being welcomed into the coven officially will feel great."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "What if I mess up?"
You say, "Its okay to mess up."
You say, "As long as you truly try your best."
Myrkr creases her brow in a frown.
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr says, "... but what if my best isn't enough...?"
You say, "It will be enough, because no one can ask you for more than that."
You call out for your broom and it flies into your outstretched hand.
You begin to wield a wiccan broom in your left hand.
Myrkr blinks.
Accalia sweeps the area to clear it of negative energies.
You begin to wield an athame dagger in your right hand.
Myrkr blinks.
Myrkr gulps nervously.
Accalia walks in a circle with her athame in an outstretched
hand as she creates a magical circle of truth, strength and protection.
Accalia moves to stand before you, a soft smile upon her lips.
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr moves to stand outside the circle, and smiles back at
you some, eyes a bit teary.
Accalia shakes her head softly, "No child, move back with me."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr blushes slightly, and moves back into the circle with
you.
You yell, "Mother Moon, hear my prayer. Bless this young Seeker of Yours with
the inner strength to find You!"
Accalia touches two fingertips to your forehead, infusing you
with some of her own strength.
Accalia takes Myrkr's hands in her own.
Accalia bows her hear in prayer, "Mother Moon, help this child
in her growth. Illuminate her path and instill in her a trust of the coven she
is about to enter."
Taking Myrkr's hands in your own to form a circle of two, you gaze at the
heavens and lift your voice in song. Turning into your own slow dance, you lead
Myrkr along the bewitching melody of the Moon.
Myrkr smiles softly.
You say, "Glory be to Mother Moon!"
Metamortal Valaria Parayshia, Moon Guide says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Seeker of the Moon, Myrkr smiles and says, "Glory be to Mother Moon."
Myrkr flashes you a joyous smile.
You say, "Now, think about who you would like to perform your Rite, and maybe
take a short time to go over it and ready yourself?"
Myrkr's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.
You smile and say, "Is that a yes?"
Myrkr nods her head at you.
Very nice! I love spontaneous RP, especially rituals and things. I've tried a couple of times myself, but creativity was never my strong suit. You can bet that novice (if it really was a true newbie) will be sticking around!
QUOTE(Anarias @ May 10 2007, 01:07 PM) 406155
Will I never be able to get away from it?
GbtMM!
QUOTE(Accalia @ May 10 2007, 01:55 PM) 406152
Accalia did her first unscripted 'ritual on the fly'. The best part was that I think it helped a newbie feel more at home.
It felt cool, I think she might do stuff like this more often now.
You say, "My first time running a ritual was scary too."
It felt cool, I think she might do stuff like this more often now.
You say, "My first time running a ritual was scary too."
My first was terrifying, its something you have to do as a newbie, or never have the experince at all.
Everyone helping me fix this description. Aesyra, Dysolis - he always catches my spelling errors - Forren and last but not least Thernial. Now only to sedate my impatience on getting this thing used!QUOTE(isluna @ May 11 2007, 09:58 AM) 406340
Everyone helping me fix this description. Aesyra, Dysolis - he always catches my spelling errors - Forren and last but not least Thernial. Now only to sedate my impatience on getting this thing used!Kitten
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"Goodbyess are bitter-sweet, yet I, with the Spirits, must bid the farewell."
you sing, somber notes tumbling out of a grim mandolin of ebony wood and bone,
and you look directly at Daevos.
Daevos tumbles out to the north.
Daevos arrives from the north.
You sing to your ancestors to come and escort the soul of your enemy to the
Halls of the Fates. Unseen drums begin to beat and invisible spirits begin to
chant, as mists rise up from the ground and swirl around Daevos.
With a final farewell, you bid your ancestors to depart. The mists solidify
into the ghostly forms of your ancestral spirits, solemn in their war paint.
Shouting and whooping, they circle around Daevos and then rip the spirit out of
his body. With a nod to you, they bear him off to the Halls of the Fates.
You have slain Daevos.
you sing, somber notes tumbling out of a grim mandolin of ebony wood and bone,
and you look directly at Daevos.
Daevos tumbles out to the north.
Daevos arrives from the north.
You sing to your ancestors to come and escort the soul of your enemy to the
Halls of the Fates. Unseen drums begin to beat and invisible spirits begin to
chant, as mists rise up from the ground and swirl around Daevos.
With a final farewell, you bid your ancestors to depart. The mists solidify
into the ghostly forms of your ancestral spirits, solemn in their war paint.
Shouting and whooping, they circle around Daevos and then rip the spirit out of
his body. With a nod to you, they bear him off to the Halls of the Fates.
You have slain Daevos.
This is not anything really, but I pulled off Bardoon agaisnt the Warlord!
Thank you Forren.
Oh yeah also, it was really great being alongside Celest after so long.
QUOTE(Archer2 @ May 11 2007, 05:53 PM) 406451
Oh yeah also, it was really great being alongside Celest after so long.
Don't let Ixion here ya say that little Kalas
QUOTE(Ashteru @ May 11 2007, 09:38 PM) 406497
You wildly swing a dwarven battle hammer at a two-headed eagle. With great
force, you pound him with a resounding crack.
The blow continues into a two-headed eagle's body, causing a sickening cracking
and mashing sound. A terrible rictus of pain twists his features for a moment,
vanishing suddenly as he falls, lifeless, to the ground.
You have slain a two-headed eagle.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have
advanced to level 99.
You have reached the illustrious level of Titan.
You suddenly scoop up the corpse of a two-headed eagle.
Thanks to all the people who helped me through the last...uuh...50%. <.< >.>
force, you pound him with a resounding crack.
The blow continues into a two-headed eagle's body, causing a sickening cracking
and mashing sound. A terrible rictus of pain twists his features for a moment,
vanishing suddenly as he falls, lifeless, to the ground.
You have slain a two-headed eagle.
Your soul cries out in ecstasy as it reaches new heights of power. You have
advanced to level 99.
You have reached the illustrious level of Titan.
You suddenly scoop up the corpse of a two-headed eagle.
Thanks to all the people who helped me through the last...uuh...50%. <.< >.>
Yay for the lecture going well! There could have been more people, but it was still great! Thanks Neerth!!!! Now I've gotta think up the next fun and interesting lecture idea! Ooooh! I know!
Now I've gotta think up the next fun and interesting lecture idea! Ooooh! I know!