Here’s a (mostly whole) log of my visit to Magnagora shortly after I found Lusternia. I was still very new, didn’t even entirely understand planar travel (as you’ll see) and was entirely overwhelmed by the whole event (it was my first interaction with any god, let alone two.) I’d only been playing for a bit over a month when this happened, and it was my first mud. It is still the most impressive and engaging experience I’ve had in Lusternia, so I thought I’d share it.

The log begins shortly after Mire invited me into Magnagora after I asked if I could enter for the Celestines’ pilgrimage. It's split in three parts.. Magnagora, Astral and Afterward.

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Swishing its small tail, a wooly mammoth ponderously leaves to the south.

You say, "I would be interested in your view of Celest as well."

The Necropolis Library Atrium.
Dark shadows coalesce in and out of existence as small, dark clouds obfuscating
the available light as they float around the area from a shield shrine of Fain
nearby. Two doorless archways lead out of this room to Wraith Lane and Mourning
Lane on either side of the Necropolis. Every wall of this library is lined with
heavy marble shelves that are part of the walls themselves, filled with ancient
tomes. The centre of the room is occupied by four plain wooden tables with
unpadded wooden benches. The ceiling is lined with candles, shifting in eerie
patterns as they float around the room. The doorway to the southeast glows with
dark energy from some device of great power in the next room, the glow pulling
colour and light out of the air into the void beyond. A library catalogue rests
here on a pedestal. An elegant chair carved of black onyx sits here. An elegant
chair carved of black onyx sits here. A painting of Angkrag Meat Market is
proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. Nariah d'Iasani, Black Pearl of Nil is here,
shrouded. She wields a damning symbol of domination in her left hand.
Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody symbol of pain in
his left hand. Xanon, Wrath of Brom is here, shrouded. He wields a twisted staff
in his left hand and a large darksteel round shield in his right. Mistress Mire
d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine is here, shrouded. She wields a glass violin in
her left hand and a glittering diamond dagger in her right. You may use the
LIBRARY commands here.
You see exits leading northeast, south, northwest, and in.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Well, then, the Megalith."

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "All that matters to most is
that Celest wishes to kill us for who we are."

Kaikazu arrives from the northwest.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Are you much familiar with
the history of Project Cosmic Hope?"

Kaikazu leaves to the south.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "And something we've no
control over, I might add."

You nod your head at Mire.

You nod your head at Dvyrus.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Then you probably know that
it used to be known as the Stone of Truth."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "The current form is much
more glorious."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "It simply pulses with raw
energy and power."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Well, now, I've an option
for you."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Right, so."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Your options."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "We've a..creature, of
sorts..that keeps our city's protection intact."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "If you ask me to see it, I
will show you. However, many find its appearance repulsive and don't consider
the tremendous amount of science and research that went into its creation."

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "It's very beautiful."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "If you look beyond
appearances, I guarantee you will find it fascinating. Aye, I find it a marvel
to behold."

Passage before a circular chamber.
Swirling eddies of chaotic, dancing ether glisten like stars from a shield
shrine of Morgfyre nearby. The ribbed roof of the corridor narrows and grows
shorter as it approaches a small archway to the southwest. Through the arch, a
circular chamber can be seen, aglow with dark energy. The arch is covered in
runes and strange carvings that have been laboriously chipped out of the hard
stone. The floors and walls of the passage here are covered in an organic slime
that makes the ground slippery and causes it to shine in the dim torchlight. Two
tunnels lead off toward staircases to the north and east, the rising steps up to
the ground level illuminated by flickering torches. Towering above you, this
massive mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long yellowed tusks. Connoisseur of
Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody symbol of pain in his left hand.
Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine is here, shrouded. She wields a
glass violin in her left hand and a glittering diamond dagger in her right.
Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She wields a twisted staff
in her left hand and an iron shield in her right.
You see exits leading north, east, and southwest.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "These passages beneath our
city are as ancient as almost anything else you'll find here."

p mammoth
This wooly mammoth has long, scruffy brown hair all over its huge, ponderous
body. Two long, yellowed tusks curl upwards and taper to a sharp point although
they are chipped by much use. Wide leather straps circle its body, allowing a
rider easy control of it.
A wooly mammoth is quite powerful.
He weighs about 4095 pounds.
His feedbag could use replenishing, but will still last him approximately 32
months.
He is mountable as a legendary steed.
He is loyal to Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench.
You see nothing in it.

You nod your head emphatically.

You follow Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine southwest to strange
chamber above a large staircase.

With a wistful look on her face, Mire touches a shield shrine of Morgfyre.

You follow Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine down to landing over
pit.

Landing over pit.
Swirling eddies of chaotic, dancing ether glisten like stars from a shield
shrine of Morgfyre nearby. The stone stairs enter from above here and curve
around in a small landing before descending further into the darkness. A single
torch burns on the wall here, illuminating the cryptic scrawlings on the walls,
as well as the bodies of the menacing serpents that make up the banisters of the
staircase. A powerful heat rises from below, causing the organic slime that
coats everything to be even more slippery than on the stairs above. Towering
above you, this massive mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long yellowed
tusks. Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody symbol of
pain in his left hand. Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She
wields a twisted staff in her left hand and an iron shield in her right.
Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine is here, shrouded. She wields a
glass violin in her left hand and a glittering diamond dagger in her right.
You see exits leading up and down.

You follow Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine down to the Pit of the
Necromentate.

Mire greets Kunthin Shadowarm with a sincere smile.
Kunthin Shadowarm says, "Oh, the job pays well and House i'Xiia provides good
medical benefits."

The Pit of the Necromentate.
Swirling eddies of chaotic, dancing ether glisten like stars from a shield
shrine of Morgfyre nearby. Organic slime covers everything in sight, liquid and
slick in the heat caused by a large organism. The walls have been carved with
detailed pictures and undecipherable runes that weave around the mountings for
several torches that illuminate the room. A large platform rises in the middle
of the room, before which stands a small altar. Candles burn on the altar,
illuminating a book that has been fastened to a stone stand. The large staircase
descends from above, landing at a corner of the room where one snake head and
one tail are the bottoms of the banisters. This pit is clearly a place of power,
guarded by stone statues of menacing creatures spread at frequent intervals
along the walls. The huge bulbous brain of the Necromentate pulsates within the
pit below. There are 4991 spikes sticking out of the Necromentate. Warhammer in
hand, Kunthin Shadowarm stands here rigidly. Towering above you, this massive
mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long yellowed tusks. Connoisseur of
Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody symbol of pain in his left hand.
Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She wields a twisted staff
in her left hand and an iron shield in her right. Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm
of the Engine is here, shrouded. She wields a glass violin in her left hand and
a glittering diamond dagger in her right.
You see a single exit leading up.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Kunthin! How fares the
Necromentate?"
Kunthin Shadowarm says, "Lovely little critter, ain't it?"

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Most certainly."

With a wistful look on her face, Mire touches the Necromentate.

"necromentate20756" the Necromentate
"kunthin31869" Kunthin Shadowarm
"mammoth77192" a wooly mammoth
Number of objects: 3

You discern:
You stand within the Capital City of the Mighty Dominion of Magnagora.
Your environment conforms to that of tainted constructed underground.
You are in the Prime Material Plane.

p necromentate
Covered in slathering ooze and slime, this enormous grey brain emits a sickening
sound every time it throbs and pulses. Several floating eyes are attached to it
by long stringy veins, each eye a different colour. A horrific gaping maw filled
with razor sharp teeth hangs down from the lower half of the foul mind
monstrosity. The Necromentate thrives from the polluted gasses of the Megalith,
like a grotesque parasite. A plethora of wriggling red tentacles spasm and shake
with orgasmic delight.
The Necromentate has an air of extreme strength.
He is strangely weightless.
He is loyal to the Mighty Dominion of Magnagora.
You see nothing in it.

You nod your head emphatically.

Morgfyre strokes you tenderly.

Mire blinks.

The frail, haunting voice of a child says, "Hello, little merian."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Lord, hail!"

Mire performs a graceful curtsey.

The Pit of the Necromentate.
Swirling eddies of chaotic, dancing ether glisten like stars from a shield
shrine of Morgfyre nearby. Organic slime covers everything in sight, liquid and
slick in the heat caused by a large organism. The walls have been carved with
detailed pictures and undecipherable runes that weave around the mountings for
several torches that illuminate the room. A large platform rises in the middle
of the room, before which stands a small altar. Candles burn on the altar,
illuminating a book that has been fastened to a stone stand. The large staircase
descends from above, landing at a corner of the room where one snake head and
one tail are the bottoms of the banisters. This pit is clearly a place of power,
guarded by stone statues of menacing creatures spread at frequent intervals
along the walls. The huge bulbous brain of the Necromentate pulsates within the
pit below. There are 4991 spikes sticking out of the Necromentate. Warhammer in
hand, Kunthin Shadowarm stands here rigidly. Towering above you, this massive
mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long yellowed tusks. Connoisseur of
Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody symbol of pain in his left hand.
Morgfyre, the Legion floats hauntingly in the air, heralded by a thousand
sinister whispers. Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She
wields a twisted staff in her left hand and an iron shield in her right.
Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine is here, shrouded. She wields a
glass violin in her left hand and a glittering diamond dagger in her right.
You see a single exit leading up.

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "Greetings, m'Lord."

You say, "Greetings."

Veonira curtseys respectfully before Morgfyre.

You bow respectfully to Morgfyre.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "Ahh, greetings."

Mire tells you, "This is our city Patron, Lord Morgfyre. Mind you watch what you
say."

Dvyrus inclines his head politely to Morgfyre.

A mirthful, joyous voice laughingly says, "Rather far from the seas, aren't
you?"

You nod your head at Morgfyre.

You say, "I have been curious to learn more of Magnagora for several years, and
am finally able to do so."

The model of flawless elegance, a woman's noble voice says, "And what brings a
theologian of Japhiel to My demesne?"

A soft breeze caresses your exposed skin, sending shivers through your body.

"Oh?" Morgfyre exclaims quizzically.

You say, "My path is one of learning, and I seek to learn. I believe it is best
to seek knowledge from its source."

An eloquent voice, tinged with amusement, says, "I dare presume high fashion in
Magnagora seems to exceed that of New Celest by a great deal. Fins and leggings
were never very appealing to Me, though Amberle might have disagreed on that
point."

Mire smirks.

Veonira's eyes sparkle with amusement.

A sensual voice on the cusp of ecstasy says, "She was ever a simple whore,
though."

You say, "I apologize for my appearance. I can change if you would like."

You say, "I meant to appear simple and unthreatening, not knowing how I would be
greeted here."

Morgfyre, the Legion flicks His hand idly, appearing disinterested.

Mire tells you, "Do be sure to put the extra emphasis, as in 'You' rather than
the 'you' one would use for normal mortals."

An august and reserved voice proudly says, "And what have you observed thus far,
my scantily-clad visitor?"

You say, "I have learned much of Your city, Lord. I hope I can record some of it
so others can learn what I do, as well. It is most interesting to see things
from another perspective."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "I have told him a bit about
the noble Houses, Lord."

Bhairan arrives from the up.
He is followed by a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged
beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a
ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, and a ragged
beggar.

Comprehension flashes across Mire's face.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "I will be right back."

A heated, argumentative voice says, "Ah yes, the nobles are an interesting, and
loyal, group."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine has lost you.

Mire beckons Bhairan to her.

Utterly compassionless, an emotionless voice says, "You have learned ...much. I
see you are as descriptive with your words as with your choice of clothing."

Mire smirks.

You blush furiously.

Bhairan leaves, following Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine.
He is followed by a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged
beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a
ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, a ragged beggar, and a ragged
beggar.

Dvyrus jerks slightly as the air fills with sparkling motes of bright light.

An understanding voice confidingly says, "Lady d'Murani, Lord d'Erlette? I take
it one of you has guided this wayward soul?"

Bhairan arrives following Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine.

The Pit of the Necromentate.
Swirling eddies of chaotic, dancing ether glisten like stars from a shield
shrine of Morgfyre nearby. Organic slime covers everything in sight, liquid and
slick in the heat caused by a large organism. The walls have been carved with
detailed pictures and undecipherable runes that weave around the mountings for
several torches that illuminate the room. A large platform rises in the middle
of the room, before which stands a small altar. Candles burn on the altar,
illuminating a book that has been fastened to a stone stand. The large staircase
descends from above, landing at a corner of the room where one snake head and
one tail are the bottoms of the banisters. This pit is clearly a place of power,
guarded by stone statues of menacing creatures spread at frequent intervals
along the walls. The huge bulbous brain of the Necromentate pulsates within the
pit below. There are 4991 spikes sticking out of the Necromentate. Warhammer in
hand, Kunthin Shadowarm stands here rigidly. Towering above you, this massive
mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long yellowed tusks. Connoisseur of
Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody symbol of pain in his left hand.
Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She wields a twisted staff
in her left hand and an iron shield in her right. Morgfyre, the Legion floats
hauntingly in the air, heralded by a thousand sinister whispers. Mistress Mire
d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine is here, shrouded. She wields a glass violin in
her left hand and a glittering diamond dagger in her right. Master Sergeant
Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake is here. He wields a vicious katana in his
left hand.
You see a single exit leading up.

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "Mire has, m'Lord."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "I have what, now?"

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "Ahh, I was going to tell him
some of the Demon Lords, Lord Morgfyre. I believe he wished to see the
Necromentate first, however."
Kunthin Shadowarm says, "Lovely little critter, ain't it?"

Morgfyre pets the Necromentate ingratiatingly.

A deep and throaty mumbling voice says, "Just so, Master Shadowarm."

At the darkest hour, the bell tower suddenly springs to life with sound. The
shadows are given voice as its hallowed tones ring in celebration of midnight
over Magnagora.

A grim, somber voice says, "By all means, then, do not let Me interrupt."

You notice Mire's eyelids are beginning to droop.

A small cresting wave expands across the ground and sends several cracks
shooting across the surface.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says to you, "In anycase when you
are ready to learn some of the Demon Lords, I will enlighten you somewhat."

You nod your head at Dvyrus.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Perhaps the Wailing Woman
would be a better atmosphere?"

Dvyrus shakes his head.

Dvyrus makes a beckoning motion to no one in particular.

You begin to follow Dvyrus.

The Hall of Living Transformation.
The wall of the cathedral has been covered with beautiful frescoes that depict
the transformation of the living during the Taint Wars. In the first frame, the
various races toil diligently at harsh fields, shackled and held captive by
cruel angelic creatures that float above them, bloody whips grasped in hand,
while hideously fat merian slave drivers lie idly about. The sphere of Hod is
woven into the floor before the second frame, which captures the Taint
descending upon the fields, darkening the land around it while the enslaved
races rise up in rebellion against their cruel masters. Their shackles are
breaking, and the angels and merian are taken aback and overthrown by the newly
freed slaves. The final frame depicts the Empire of Magnagora in its dark glory,
the various races by now merged into the viscanti, while Nihilists command
demons and ride the winds, powerful Ur'Guard march in lock-step formation
outside the Necropolis, and Geomancers work the earth as though it were clay in
the now-barren fields around the city. The merians are nowhere to be seen, but
many of the angels can be seen conversing with the beautiful demons, and taking
on demonic aspects themselves. Towering above you, this massive mammoth has a
thick, shaggy hide and long yellowed tusks. Master Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti,
the Midnight Drake is here. He wields a vicious katana in his left hand.
Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine is here. She wields a glass violin
in her left hand and a glittering diamond dagger in her right. Veonira d'Murani,
the Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She wields a twisted staff in her left hand
and an iron shield in her right. Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He
wields a bloody symbol of pain in his left hand.
You see exits leading north, northeast, east, southeast, and west.

You follow Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette west to Font of the
Wrathful Bells.

Font of the Wrathful Bells.
Here the walls themselves rumble with the earth-shaking force of a noiseless
roar that seemingly echoes from far beneath the ground. At each corner of the
room flickers a tall, white-hot flame, seemingly fueled by nothing at all, and
in each fire kneels a burnt skeleton. Their bones blackened by the terrible heat
of the flames, each skeleton is kneeling, with arms wide in supplication,
towards a large stone altar in the center of the room. Before the altar itself
lies a twisted sword, stained a putrid brown by countless sacrifices. On the
back wall, several feet behind the altar, a large, bowl-shaped brazier roars
with fire that rages even higher than the rest, waiting to devour the bodies of
those sacrificed to the Duke of Inescapable Damnation. Towering above you, this
massive mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long yellowed tusks. Master
Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake is here. He wields a vicious
katana in his left hand. Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a
bloody symbol of pain in his left hand. Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the
Engine is here. She wields a glass violin in her left hand and a glittering
diamond dagger in her right. Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here,
shrouded. She wields a twisted staff in her left hand and an iron shield in her
right.
You see a single exit leading east.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "This is the Silent Cathedral,
there are five fonts each devoted to the different Lords."

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "As you likely already know,
the Lords were once known as Emanations - during the Time of Weakness."

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "The Shallamurine Cathedral is
an edifice that failed to adapt to change as it came."

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "It's a much antiquated place.
Amusingly enough, the priestesses are consumed by hatred and the feelings of the
Demon Lords they so claim to despise."

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "The first Lord is Ashtorath,
the Duke of Inescapable Damnation. Known for his unending rage, brute strength,
and rather lack of tact, to be honest."

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "I would liken Him to your
inquisitors and so-called crusaders of Light."

Font of the Devourer.
The stone walls are sculpted to appear as though entirely of pulsating flesh,
constantly shifting and mutating. At various intervals hands, feet, and every so
often a horrible gnashing mouth emerges to snap at the empty air, as though mad
with hunger. Upon the back wall is the only permanent growth of this edifice, a
giant staring eye, red-veined and piercing. It gazes greedily down upon a wide
rectangular hole in the floor beneath it, around which even the thrashing
motions of the living room become still. Within the hole there is nothing but
endless blackness and a terrible silence broken only by the screams of those
sent to the gaping maw of the Devourer of Souls. A dark mahogany table stands
here. Towering above you, this massive mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long
yellowed tusks. Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She wields
a twisted staff in her left hand and an iron shield in her right. Master
Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake is here. He wields a vicious
katana in his left hand. Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a
bloody symbol of pain in his left hand. Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the
Engine is here. She wields a glass violin in her left hand and a glittering
diamond dagger in her right.
You see a single exit leading west.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "This is the altar devoted to
Lord Gorgulu - the Devourer. The most touched by the Taint, He represents
unbridled ambition."

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "Most consider Lord Gorgulu
inane, but that is simply the result of those without the aptitude to listen. He
is raw power, the desire to always strive for more."

Font of the Web of Despair.
The doorway into this chapel opens into complete and utter blackness, broken
only by a faint gloom far in the distance. Stepping forward reveals a
labyrinthine maze of solid but invisible barriers that feel like a thousand
strands of web to the touch, which wind chaotically through the room until it
reaches a small, dimly illuminated altar of unknown make, wrapped completely in
thick, grey webbing. Before the altar lies a tiny dagger, its blade stained with
some deadly venom. Against the back wall of the room stands a simple stone
pedestal upon which rests a large black tome, open wide to a blank but ominous
parchment. Inscribed on its cover are ancient runes that declare it to contain
the darkest secrets of those offered in sacrifice to the Prince of the Dark
Fates. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground.
Towering above you, this massive mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long
yellowed tusks. Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody
symbol of pain in his left hand. Saklas d'Murani is here, shrouded. She wields
an iron shield in her left hand and a demonic lyre in her right. Veonira
d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She wields a twisted staff in her
left hand and an iron shield in her right.
You see a single exit leading west.

The Hall of the Pyrrhic Sage.
This hall honours the Magnagoran tradition of sacrifice to achieve greatness,
the sphere of Chokmah carved into the marble floor. Lining the otherwise
unadorned walls are small alcoves, each containing a small sculpture of a male
figure in the midst of suffering or struggle, kneeling weary and bloodied before
their objective. Beneath each statuette is a miniature plaque detailing their
discovery, be it a historical text or an ancient artefact, and the contribution
it has made to the culture and might of Magnagora. In the centre of the hall
stands a full-sized nude male statue, unbowed despite the deep gashes that cover
his body, from which acrid smokes rises into the darkness above. His eyes are a
pair of fiery rubies that shimmer in the gloom of the chamber. Master Sergeant
Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake is here. He wields a vicious katana in his
left hand. Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine is here. She wields a
glass violin in her left hand and a glittering diamond dagger in her right.
Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody symbol of pain in
his left hand.
You see exits leading east, south, and northwest.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "Hrm, one moment - Creslin.
Need to collect my thoughts. Lord Baalphegar is a rather difficult to explain
Lord."

The Hall of the Blackened Soul.
The defiance of Magnagora in the face of adversity is memorialized in the hall,
the shape of the Binah sphere engraved into the marble floor. The hall is filled
with tall, black wax candles that stand atop tall braziers. The candles burn
dimly in the lurking darkness around, their flickers representing the souls of
those who have fallen for the ideals of Magnagora. In the centre of the hall, a
full-size nude female statue stands defiant, her face upturned towards the
waiting shadows above, holding a crystal globe of blood red in her hands, while
her eyes shimmer softly from two large sapphires. The sharp smell of powerful
incense fills the air from the flickering candles, and the hiss of burning wax
is the solitary sound in this empty place. Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is
here. He wields a bloody symbol of pain in his left hand. Master Sergeant
Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake is here. He wields a vicious katana in his
left hand. Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine is here. She wields a
glass violin in her left hand and a glittering diamond dagger in her right.
You see exits leading northeast, south, and west.

Upon an iron cross.
A sickly sweet odour, the smell of decomposing corpses, wafts in from a war
shrine of Fain nearby. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. A cross
forms here where the two main iron beams that hold this astrosphere together
meet, seamlessly melded together. The sky is open above, and rather than the
usual velvet blackness of astral space, a strange brown ball of light hovers
overhead and pulsates, which strobes hideously across the iron cross. Devoid of
energy, a crystalline power node pushes up from the ground here. Towering above
you, this massive mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long yellowed tusks.
Morgfyre, the Legion floats hauntingly in the air, heralded by a thousand
sinister whispers. Master Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake is here.
He wields a vicious katana in his left hand. Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus
is here. He wields a bloody symbol of pain in his left hand. Saklas d'Murani is
here, shrouded. She wields an iron shield in her left hand and a demonic lyre in
her right. Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine is here. She wields a
glass violin in her left hand and a glittering diamond dagger in her right.
Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She wields a twisted staff
in her left hand and an iron shield in her right.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.

Comprehension flashes across Veonira's face.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "It was Celest, yes, that was
opposed to the weakening of the Seals in the first place?"

You nod your head emphatically.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "What do you think of the
outcome?"

Veonira nods her head emphatically.

You blink.

You feel the Enigma leave you.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "I said that obviously the
seals must be empowered. I've little wish to free Kethuru and be consumed by
Him."

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "And I stated that Almighty Kethuru did
leave us with a Blessing, but we do not wish him to linger in the Basin."

Comprehension flashes across your face.

(Celestines): A seraphic angel says, "By the Light! Celestia is under attack at
the sands of Celestia!'"

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette asks, "You have read Lolly's notes
on the astral plane?"

Morgfyre's mouth turns up as His face breaks into a smile.

You nod your head emphatically.

l creslin
He is a noble imperial merian. He is wearing a pair of leather leggings.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "This is the very node Emperor
Ladantine linked to, though it appears mostly drained at the moment."

Upon an iron cross.
A sickly sweet odour, the smell of decomposing corpses, wafts in from a war
shrine of Fain nearby. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. A cross
forms here where the two main iron beams that hold this astrosphere together
meet, seamlessly melded together. The sky is open above, and rather than the
usual velvet blackness of astral space, a strange brown ball of light hovers
overhead and pulsates, which strobes hideously across the iron cross. Devoid of
energy, a crystalline power node pushes up from the ground here. Towering above
you, this massive mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long yellowed tusks.
Master Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake is here. He wields a
vicious katana in his left hand. Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here,
shrouded. She wields a twisted staff in her left hand and an iron shield in her
right. Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine is here. She wields a glass
violin in her left hand and a glittering diamond dagger in her right. Saklas
d'Murani is here, shrouded. She wields an iron shield in her left hand and a
demonic lyre in her right. Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields
a bloody symbol of pain in his left hand. Morgfyre, the Legion floats hauntingly
in the air, heralded by a thousand sinister whispers.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.

p node
Raw power from the astral plane has condensed into large crystals that have
melded together, forming a crystalline pillar. The crystals are dull and
lifeless, having been drained of power.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "Thankfully for you, Veonira
was kind enough to slay all the goats ahead of time. Though I'll add when tamed
I'm told they make wonderful house pets."

Morgfyre, the Legion claps His hands together, murmuring under His breath. The
air around Him suddenly comes alive, dancing with malignant motes of shimmering,
prismatic energy.

You thank Veonira profusely.

Upon an iron cross.
A sickly sweet odour, the smell of decomposing corpses, wafts in from a war
shrine of Fain nearby. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. A cross
forms here where the two main iron beams that hold this astrosphere together
meet, seamlessly melded together. The sky is open above, and rather than the
usual velvet blackness of astral space, a strange brown ball of light hovers
overhead and pulsates, which strobes hideously across the iron cross. Devoid of
energy, a crystalline power node pushes up from the ground here. Towering above
you, this massive mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long yellowed tusks.
Master Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake is here. He wields a
vicious katana in his left hand. Saklas d'Murani is here, shrouded. She wields
an iron shield in her left hand and a demonic lyre in her right. Connoisseur of
Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody symbol of pain in his left hand.
Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She wields a twisted staff
in her left hand and an iron shield in her right. Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm
of the Engine is here. She wields a glass violin in her left hand and a
glittering diamond dagger in her right. Morgfyre, the Legion floats hauntingly
in the air, heralded by a thousand sinister whispers.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.

Veonira grins mischievously at Dvyrus.

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "I'll have to try that."

Flashes of beings coalesce in the astral wind then fade quickly from view.

The air shimmers and glitters as the sickly motes around Morgfyre continue to
dance and whirl, twisting the very air around Him and distorting your view of
the metal sphere beyond.

You say, "Is there anything else you think I should see? I think I'll need to
return to Celest soon to compile what I've learned before I forget."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "What else did you wish to
know?"

stat
Postulant Creslin, Theologian of Japhiel
Strength : 9 Dexterity : 10 Constitution : 10
Intelligence : 18 Size : 9 Charisma : 16
You are essentially naked, and utterly satiated.
From the clothing that can be seen, you look nondescript.
You are an enemy of: Nil, Nihilists, Kyrian.

Mire smirks.

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "I am sure you know that the Taint as
first experience by the Project Cosmic Hope expedition was different from what
it is today."

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "Ahem, experienced."

Veonira twitches spasmodically.

You nod your head emphatically.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "There is almost more to see
and learn. To claim a day, a month, or even a year is enough would be faulty."

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "I don't believe we have yet answered
your question, how we experience the Taint."

You say, "Aye, perhaps a better question would be, what is the Taint to you?"

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette asks, "First tell us. What is it to
you?"

A wry smile spreads across Bhairan's face.

Morgfyre, the Legion continues to chant softly under His breath, the twisted and
malevolent glow in the air growing brighter and stronger.

A power node glimmers with astral energy.

You say, "To me, the Taint is only an abstraction, gathered from small bits of
information I've read. The only experience I've had with it is defending against
those participating in raids on Celestia and Water."

With a wistful look on His face, Morgfyre touches a power node.

You say, "And an unfortunate death in the Sea of Despair, as I was studying the
creatures there."

The astral node shudders under the Elder God's touch, flashes of energy dancing
across its surface. The node slowly begins to turn a pitch, midnight black
colour, and a dark, oily mist begins to emanate from deep within it.

A stainless steel goat clatters in from the northeast.

A stainless steel goat bites into Bhairan with metallic teeth.

Veonira points her staff at a stainless steel goat and it swells, rapidly
discharging a torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks which engulf his body.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette asks, "Could you elaborate?"

A stainless steel goat bites into Veonira with metallic teeth.

Bhairan wildly jabs a vicious katana at a stainless steel goat. Bhairan stabs
him with a light puncture.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "Ahh, Nil."

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "Yikes."

Muttering words of power, you trace a cobalt blue pentagram in the air that
remains hovering before you, protecting against assault.

A stainless steel goat bites into Bhairan with metallic teeth.

Dvyrus raises a bloody symbol of pain towards a stainless steel goat, and a gout
of black fire slams into his chest.

Veonira points her staff at a stainless steel goat and it swells, rapidly
discharging a torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks which engulf his body.
Veonira has scored a CRITICAL hit!
A stainless steel goat turns purple as the poisonous fumes overcome him and
blood gushes out of his mouth as he collapses to the floor, dead.
A stainless steel goat has been slain by Veonira.
Many golden sovereigns spill from the corpse.
Veonira suddenly scoops up the corpse of a stainless steel goat.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "One moment."

Veonira chuckles long and heartily.

Mire smirks.

Mire mutters and traces a cobalt blue pentagram in the air that remains hovering
before her.

Saklas suddenly scoops up some gold sovereigns.

Mire creates a sparkling cloud and then molds it until it appears like herself.

You say to Dvyrus, "Elaborate on what?"

Upon an iron cross.
A sickly sweet odour, the smell of decomposing corpses, wafts in from a war
shrine of Fain nearby. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. A cross
forms here where the two main iron beams that hold this astrosphere together
meet, seamlessly melded together. The sky is open above, and rather than the
usual velvet blackness of astral space, a strange brown ball of light hovers
overhead and pulsates, which strobes hideously across the iron cross. A
crystalline power node pushes up from the ground here. Towering above you, this
massive mammoth has a thick, shaggy hide and long yellowed tusks. Master
Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake is here. He wields a vicious
katana in his left hand. Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here, shrouded.
She wields a twisted staff in her left hand and an iron shield in her right.
Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine is here. She wields a glass violin
in her left hand and a glittering diamond dagger in her right. She is surrounded
by one reflection of herself. Morgfyre, the Legion floats hauntingly in the air,
heralded by a thousand sinister whispers. Saklas d'Murani is here, shrouded. She
wields an iron shield in her left hand and a demonic lyre in her right.
Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody symbol of pain in
his left hand.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.

Swishing its small tail, a wooly mammoth ponderously leaves to the southeast.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Surely you don't think all
of the Taint's glory was contained in merely a few individuals?"

A stainless steel goat clatters in from the southeast.
A stainless steel goat clatters in from the southeast.

Veonira points her staff at a stainless steel goat and it swells, rapidly
discharging a torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks which engulf his body.

Mire gives a garnet vial to Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench.

Veonira takes a drink from a garnet vial.

Veonira thanks Mire profusely.

Dvyrus narrows his eyes and searches the ground with a burning intensity.

Dvyrus picks up the corpse of a stainless steel goat.

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "Apologies."

Veonira put her fingers in her mouth and lets out a high-pitched whistle.
A wooly mammoth trots in with head high.

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "What an inopportune moment to run out
of healing."

Veonira easily vaults onto the back of a wooly mammoth.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "Well ah, hrm."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Does your city know you are
here?"

You say, "No, indeed not. I didn't mean to claim I had experienced any large
part of it at all."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "I can't see many Celestians
approving of this endeavor."

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "How do you believe the Taint is an
abstraction? I'm not quite sure I understand."

You say, "I was supposed to make a pilgrimage, as I have, to see the Megalith
and speak with those there."

Dvyrus nods his head at Veonira.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "You were assigned to it, you
mean?"

Morgfyre, the Legion chants harshly under His breath, pointing an imperious
finger at you. The air shudders and howls as the aetheric strands twist and
writhe, beginning to slowly draw apart around the node as the dark, shadowy
presence pervading the node grows more distinct.

You say, "It is an abstraction to me, as I've had no real direct experience with
it, aside from those individuals who have killed me."

You blur and slip through time as Mire approaches you.

A reflection of Mire blinks out of existence.
Mire's attack rebounds off your magical shield.

Mire gives a pained sigh.

You say, "Not assigned."

Mire tilts her head curiously.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Asked?"

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette asks, "So you're essentially saying
it isn't real because you've no real experience with it?"

Master Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake says, "Sounds like glom
talk."

You say, "It is something Celestines are supposed to do, to learn about others
in the Basin, as they progress."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "I think he's saying he
hasn't yet learned enough to comment."

Bhairan smirks.

Saklas d'Murani says, "Ah, he comes of his free will. Not that Celest would have
let him come; they'd rather keep him ignorant and blissful about such things."

You say to Mire, "Yes."

Morgfyre, the Legion lowers His hands and a shimmering ritual circle appears
upon the iron beams in translucent green fire, rotating ethereally around you as
it draws tighter and tighter.

You say, "It is my own free will. I do not believe I've broken any laws by doing
what I've done here."

Saklas d'Murani says, "Of course not."

Saklas flashes you a joyous smile.

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "Of course not, you only seek to learn."

Morgfyre, the Legion says something unintelligible.

Master Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake says, "Let's give credit
where due. He has had more guts than his fellow mates in seeking to learn about
something which they rather keep ignorant about."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "We can only hope his report
will express facts as they are."

As Capricorn and Aries collide, the astrospheres grind together, connecting and
weighing each other down.

Mire nods her head sagely.

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "Indeed, I have never had the pleasure
of spreading our knowledge to one of Celest prior to this."

Master Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake says, "Question though is,
how far are you willing to go to find the knowledge you seek?"

A voice dripping pure malevolence says, "The ritual is ready to commence."

Stern and solemn, a man's voice says, "Bind him forcefully."

Veonira faces northeast and sharply claps her hands together, the sound of which
is like two bricks being slammed against each other.
The earth erupts and pushes up a massive wall of stone.

Mire's attack rebounds off your magical shield.

Saklas's attack rebounds off your magical shield.

Veonira faces northwest and sharply claps her hands together, the sound of which
is like two bricks being slammed against each other.
The earth erupts and pushes up a massive wall of stone.

Veonira faces southwest and sharply claps her hands together, the sound of which
is like two bricks being slammed against each other.
The earth erupts and pushes up a massive wall of stone.

Saklas mutters and pokes her index finger towards you and makes a hooking
gesture. Invisible energies slam against you, ripping apart your magical shield
of protection.

Veonira faces southeast and sharply claps her hands together, the sound of which
is like two bricks being slammed against each other.
The earth erupts and pushes up a massive wall of stone.

Mire plays a glass violin and directs the exquisite notes towards you.
The lyrical sound invokes a strange longing for Mire.

A stainless steel goat clatters in from the southeast.

A stainless steel goat bites into you with metallic teeth.

Bhairan moves in to engage you.

A stainless steel goat bites into you with metallic teeth.

Veonira points her staff at a stainless steel goat and it swells, rapidly
discharging a torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks which engulf his body.

(Celest): You say, "Target on celestia."

Saklas plays a demonic lyre and directs the disharmonic notes towards a
stainless steel goat.
Blood trickles out of a stainless steel goat's ears and from the corners of his
eyes.
Saklas has scored a CRITICAL hit!

Muttering words of power, you trace a cobalt blue pentagram in the air that
remains hovering before you, protecting against assault.

A stainless steel goat bites into Saklas with metallic teeth.

Dvyrus's attack rebounds off your magical shield.

(Celest): Raikogen (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "Me."

Bhairan razes your magical shield with a vicious katana.

A husky, silken voice in velvet tones says, "Do not let him die."

(Celest): Thernial (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "Me."

evoke pentagram
Sticky strands of webbing spray out from Dvyrus to cover you.
writhe

You must regain equilibrium first.
concentrate

You begin to struggle free of your entanglement.

A stainless steel goat bites into Veonira with metallic teeth.

{ Equilibrium Recovered }

{ Balance Recovered }

Tight bindings cling to you, making that impossible.

evoke pentagram
Tight bindings cling to you, making that impossible.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Blasted goats."

You twist and turn as you attempt to escape from your entanglement.

evoke pentagram
You have writhed free of your entanglement.

Muttering words of power, you trace a cobalt blue pentagram in the air that
remains hovering before you, protecting against assault.

A stainless steel goat bites into Veonira with metallic teeth.

A stainless steel goat has been slain by Veonira.

Bowing her head, Veonira picks up a small stone and rubs it against the side of
her head, then drops the stone onto the ground.
The tainted earth hums with a deep, foreboding note.

ab planar
You have gained the following abilities in Planar:
Survey Determine what plane you're on upon survey.
Elemental Resist the ravages of the elements.
Shortwave Attune to communication channels on adjacent planes.
EtherGate See and enter any gateway to the ethereal plane.
ElemGate See and enter any gateway to the elemental planes.
Rift Use interdimensional rifts to store inventory.
Cosmic Survive on the cosmic planes.
Farwave Attune to communication channels from three planes away.
CosmicGate See and open gates to the cosmic plane.
Teleport Travel to anyone on your plane that you can sense.
Astral Survive on the astral plane.
Aetherwave Attune to communication channels from four planes away.
AstroGate See and open gates to the astral plane.
Summon Summon anyone on your plane that you can sense.
Link Tap into wild energy nodes for personal power.
Gateweave Create gateways to other planes.
Astrowave Attune to communication channels from five planes away.
PlanarSight See anyone on your plane regardless of continent.
Distortion Create a distortion field to block gates.
CosmicSense Sense anyone on adjacent planes.
Tesseract Fold space and travel to anyone on an adjacent plane.
Broadcast Hear and speak on all planes freely.
Unravel Unravel and destroy non-permanent gates.
Nexus Mastery of all nexus gates, whatever your affiliation.
Conglutination Reform your body if you die on another plane.
See AB PLANAR for more information on an ability.

A woman's musical voice like wind chimes says, "Keep his shield destroyed, and
keep him bound."

Dvyrus begins to chant and raises his arms. Shafts of blue light rise up around
the location, like the bars of a prison.

transverse nil
You cannot find a planar gate here.

Veonira mutters and pokes her index finger towards you and makes a hooking
gesture. Invisible energies slam against you, ripping apart your magical shield
of protection.

Upon an iron cross.
A sickly sweet odour, the smell of decomposing corpses, wafts in from a war
shrine of Fain nearby. Shafts of blue light form crisscrossing patterns here.
The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. A cross forms here where the
two main iron beams that hold this astrosphere together meet, seamlessly melded
together. The sky is open above, and rather than the usual velvet blackness of
astral space, a strange brown ball of light hovers overhead and pulsates, which
strobes hideously across the iron cross. A crystalline power node pushes up from
the ground here. Towering above you, this massive mammoth has a thick, shaggy
hide and long yellowed tusks. There are 4 large walls of stone here. Morgfyre,
the Legion floats hauntingly in the air, heralded by a thousand sinister
whispers. Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody symbol
of pain in his left hand. Master Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake
is here. He wields a vicious katana in his left hand. Mistress Mire d'Murani,
Rhythm of the Engine is here. She wields a glass violin in her left hand and a
glittering diamond dagger in her right. Saklas d'Murani is here, shrouded. She
wields an iron shield in her left hand and a demonic lyre in her right. Veonira
d'Murani, the Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She wields a twisted staff in her
left hand and an iron shield in her right.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.

Sticky strands of webbing spray out from Dvyrus to cover you.
writhe

You begin to struggle free of your entanglement.

Bhairan whips a vicious katana through the air in front of you, to no effect.

{ Balance Recovered }

Tight bindings cling to you, making that impossible.

You twist and turn as you attempt to escape from your entanglement.

You have writhed free of your entanglement.

Veonira gets a disappointed look on her face.

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine says, "Don't be afraid, scholar."

Morgfyre strokes you tenderly.

Ne
You find you cannot bear to part from Mire.

Bhairan whips a vicious katana through the air in front of you, to no effect.

Screaming in agony, a chorus of voices says, "Soon, dear merian, you shall fully
understand what the Taint is."

ne
You find you cannot bear to part from Mire.

(Celest): You say, "HELP."

ne
You find you cannot bear to part from Mire.

Genevieve tells you, "Tess out!"

tesseract geneviev
I do not recognize anything called that here.

tesseract genevieve
You detect nothing here by that name.

Holding a bloody symbol of pain before him, Dvyrus makes the Sign of Nifilhema
at you, and you are engulfed in bloody needles.

You feel a slight tug within your chest and the air around you sparkles with
motes of bright light.

Bhairan whips a vicious katana through the air in front of you, to no effect.

You tell Adherent Genevieve, Blade of Twilight, "Where?"

Talkan tells you, "Who?"

Veonira's eyes gleam with generosity.

Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus d'Erlette says, "Talkan coming."

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench says, "Raikogen."

Genevieve tells you, "Tesseract, you can do that, right?"

Bowing her head, Veonira thumps the ground with her foot, making the earth
shake.
Small tremors from deep underground vibrate beneath your feet.

tesseract talkan
You are shackled and cannot do that.

You feel a slight tug within your chest and the air around you sparkles with
motes of bright light.

Bowing her head, Veonira spits on the ground, and the spittle sizzles and
smokes.
From the earth, thin tendrils of sulfurous fumes rise up.

A violent tremor rocks the land, causing the earth to shake and the ground to
buck beneath your feet.

You are shackled and cannot do that.

The ground rumbles and splits open as a hideous archdemon crawls out and
scuttles to the side of Dvyrus, cringing and groveling at his feet.

Veonira gibbers at her elbow.

write
I don't see what you wish to write on in your inventory.

A deep, foreboding hum emanates from the tainted earth, and then Raikogen is
suddenly slammed into the ground by an irresistable force.

With a focused look, Bhairan strikes at Raikogen with a vicious katana. Bhairan
feebly sticks the blade into his left leg.

Raikogen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his legs.

Raikogen stands up and stretches his arms out wide.

With a heavy overhand stroke, Raikogen slams a steel inquisitor rapier down upon
Veonira, who brandishes a twisted staff. Raikogen's rapier hacks into her staff,
which deflects the blow easily.

With a heavy overhand stroke, Raikogen slams a steel inquisitor rapier down upon
Veonira. Raikogen hacks her chest for a small surface wound.

write
I don't see what you wish to write on in your inventory.

Dvyrus bows his head in prayer and is surrounded by a cloud of darkness. He
grips the shoulder of a hideous archdemon, whose eyes are briefly covered with
an oily black film.

With a focused look, Raikogen strikes at Veonira with a steel inquisitor rapier.
Raikogen pricks her in the gut causing her to bleed slightly.

A violent tremor rocks the land, causing the earth to shake and the ground to
buck beneath your feet.

You are shackled and cannot do that.

Veonira eats a stalk of faeleaf.

With a focused look, Bhairan strikes at Raikogen with a vicious katana. Bhairan
feebly sticks the blade into his left leg.

With a focused look, Raikogen strikes at Veonira with a steel inquisitor rapier.
Raikogen pricks her in the gut causing her to bleed slightly.

Raikogen takes a drink from a garnet vial.

"Some might call me twisted..." sings Saklas, while screeching notes fly out of
a demonic lyre.

Veonira eats a stalk of faeleaf.

With a focused look, Bhairan strikes at Raikogen with a vicious katana. Bhairan
powerfully strikes his left leg, and blood fountains out in a thick spray.

With a focused look, Raikogen strikes at Veonira with a steel inquisitor rapier.
Raikogen feebly sticks the blade into her right leg.

Sticky strands of webbing spray out from Dvyrus to cover Raikogen.

Dvyrus strikes out at Raikogen and stings him with his deadly tail.

Raikogen's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

Raikogen clenches his fists and grits his teeth.

follow raikogen
You are shackled and cannot do that.

With a flourish, Bhairan slips a vicious katana into a midnight leather
scabbard.

With a flourish, Bhairan draws a greatsword with scorpion and spider etchings
from a midnight leather scabbard.

Raikogen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his legs.

A deep, foreboding hum emanates from the tainted earth, and then Raikogen is
suddenly slammed into the ground by an irresistable force.

Veonira points her staff at Raikogen and it swells, rapidly discharging a
torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks which engulf his body.

Saklas plays a demonic lyre and directs the disharmonic notes towards Raikogen.

With a focused look, Bhairan strikes at Raikogen with a greatsword with scorpion
and spider etchings. Bhairan strikes the tendon above his left heel, making him
scream as it's completely severed.

Raikogen has writhed free of his entanglement.

diagnose
You are:
attracted to Mire.
cut off from communication.
an insomniac.
shackled.

A violent tremor rocks the land, causing the earth to shake and the ground to
buck beneath your feet.

Saklas plays a demonic lyre and directs the disharmonic notes towards Raikogen.

Veonira points her staff at Raikogen and it swells, rapidly discharging a
torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks which engulf his body.
Raikogen swoons for a moment then rises again, flushed but strong.

With a focused look, Bhairan strikes at Raikogen with a greatsword with scorpion
and spider etchings. Bhairan strikes the tendon above his left heel, making him
scream as it's completely severed.

Raikogen takes a drink from a garnet vial.

Raikogen chants softly to himself, and his body momentarily becomes transparent,
then solidifies and rebuilds itself.

Saklas plays a demonic lyre and directs the disharmonic notes towards Raikogen.

Veonira points her staff at Raikogen and it swells, rapidly discharging a
torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks which engulf his body.

Dvyrus bows his head in prayer and is surrounded by a cloud of darkness. He
grips the shoulder of a hideous archdemon, whose eyes are briefly covered with
an oily black film.

A deep, foreboding hum emanates from the tainted earth, and then Raikogen is
suddenly slammed into the ground by an irresistable force.

With a heavy overhand stroke, Bhairan slams a greatsword with scorpion and
spider etchings down upon Raikogen. Bhairan hacks off the left ear, leaving only
a hole that pours blood.

You are shackled and cannot do that.

Raikogen eats a calamus root.

Raikogen takes a drink from a garnet vial.

Raikogen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his legs.

Saklas plays a demonic lyre and directs the disharmonic notes towards Raikogen.

Raikogen eats a sprig of marjoram.

Raikogen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his legs.

Veonira points her staff at Raikogen and it swells, rapidly discharging a
torrent of poisonous fumes and sharp rocks which engulf his body.

Dvyrus points at Raikogen and utters a string of terrible sounds.

Dvyrus strikes out at Raikogen and stings him with his deadly tail.

A violent tremor rocks the land, causing the earth to shake and the ground to
buck beneath your feet.

Raikogen's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

Raikogen clenches his fists and grits his teeth.

You are shackled and cannot do that.

With a heavy overhand stroke, Bhairan slams a greatsword with scorpion and
spider etchings down upon Raikogen. Bhairan hacks his neck, and blood fountains
out in a thick spray.

Saklas plays a demonic lyre and directs the disharmonic notes towards Raikogen.

Raikogen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his head.

Raikogen eats a sprig of marjoram.

Raikogen stands up and stretches his arms out wide.

With a focused look, Raikogen strikes at Veonira with a steel inquisitor rapier.
Raikogen strikes deeply into her left arm, which twitches involuntarily.

Veonira eats a stalk of faeleaf.

Veonira takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on her arms.

Raikogen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his head.

With a heavy overhand stroke, Bhairan slams a greatsword with scorpion and
spider etchings down upon Raikogen, who brandishes a steel inquisitor rapier.
Bhairan's greatsword hacks into his rapier, which deflects the blow easily.

With a focused look, Raikogen strikes at Veonira with a steel inquisitor rapier.
Raikogen strikes her left arm, striking a major artery that splurts blood in all
directions.
Horror overcomes Veonira's face as her body stiffens into paralysis.

Mire clears her throat in an attempt to gain everyone's attention.

A deep, foreboding hum emanates from the tainted earth, and then Raikogen is
suddenly slammed into the ground by an irresistable force.

Veonira eats a yarrow sprig.

Saklas plays a demonic lyre and directs the disharmonic notes towards Raikogen.

Dvyrus points at Raikogen and utters a string of terrible sounds.

Veonira mutters and traces a cobalt blue pentagram in the air that remains
hovering before her.

Raikogen takes a drink from a garnet vial.

Veonira eats a stalk of faeleaf.

Veonira takes a long drag off her pipe.

Upon an iron cross.
A sickly sweet odour, the smell of decomposing corpses, wafts in from a war
shrine of Fain nearby. Shafts of blue light form crisscrossing patterns here.
The corrosiveness of the taint sickens the land. A cross forms here where the
two main iron beams that hold this astrosphere together meet, seamlessly melded
together. The sky is open above, and rather than the usual velvet blackness of
astral space, a strange brown ball of light hovers overhead and pulsates, which
strobes hideously across the iron cross. A crystalline power node pushes up from
the ground here. Towering above you, this massive mammoth has a thick, shaggy
hide and long yellowed tusks. There are 4 large walls of stone here. A huge
archdemon looms here, surrounded by black mist. A stinking noxious cloud floats
here. A bloody ear lies here festering on the ground. Morgfyre, the Legion
floats hauntingly in the air, heralded by a thousand sinister whispers. Master
Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti, the Midnight Drake is here. He wields a greatsword
with scorpion and spider etchings in his left hand. Mistress Mire d'Murani,
Rhythm of the Engine is here. She wields a glass violin in her left hand and a
glittering diamond dagger in her right. Saklas d'Murani is here, shrouded. She
wields an iron shield in her left hand and a demonic lyre in her right.
Connoisseur of Discomfort, Dvyrus is here. He wields a bloody symbol of pain in
his left hand. Sir Raikogen Tanestra, Talon of the Dove is here, sprawled on the
floor. He wields a steel inquisitor rapier in each hand. Veonira d'Murani, the
Earth Wench is here, shrouded. She wields a twisted staff in her left hand and
an iron shield in her right.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.

Raikogen stands up and stretches his arms out wide.

ne
You find you cannot bear to part from Mire.

With a heavy overhand stroke, Bhairan slams a greatsword with scorpion and
spider etchings down upon Raikogen, who partially parries the blow with a steel
inquisitor rapier. Bhairan opens up his scalp with a mighty hack, revealing the
skull beneath.
The blade shears through Raikogen's body, coming clean through the other side
with a strangely quiet swish. He appears momentarily surprised, before his eyes
glaze over in death and he collapses to the ground.
Raikogen has been slain by Bhairan.
You gasp with the realization that Bhairan has reached the level of Archmortal.
Raikogen drops the corpse of a fearsome tiger shark.
Raikogen drops a sprig of marjoram.

Veonira takes a long drag off her pipe.

A violent tremor rocks the land, causing the earth to shake and the ground to
buck beneath your feet.

You are shackled and cannot do that.

diagnose
You are:
attracted to Mire.
cut off from communication.
an insomniac.
shackled.

You stumble as you feel invisible strands of force wrap around you, followed by
a high-pitched thrum.

You suddenly perceive the vague outline of an aura of rebounding around Veonira.

The soul of Raikogen swirls in the air like a sparkling whirlwind, then vanishes
in a flash of chromatic colours.

writhe
You twist and turn as you struggle to break free of the shackles that bind you.

A violent tremor rocks the land, causing the earth to shake and the ground to
buck beneath your feet.

You are shackled and cannot do that.

You twist and turn as you attempt to escape from your entanglement.

You have writhed free of your shackles.

A fountain of sparkling motes of light erupts at your feet.
The light whisks you away, unceremoniously dumping you at the feet of Talkan.

The garden of finger flowers.
A rhythmic thrumming saturates the area, drawing attention to a war shrine of
Terentia nearby. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water.
Thrumming loudly, a wild node is planted firmly here, astral energies swirling
around it. Father Talkan, Hand of the Even-Blade is here, shrouded. He wields a
holy symbol of the light in his left hand and a silver scaled shield emblazoned
with crossed blades in his right.
You see exits leading east and southwest.

Talkan takes a long drag off his pipe.

Talkan raises his hand in greeting and says "Hi!"

You give a pained sigh.

You suddenly perceive the vague outline of an aura of rebounding around Talkan.

You stumble as you feel invisible strands of force wrap around you, followed by
a high-pitched thrum.

You stumble as you feel invisible strands of force wrap around you, followed by
a high-pitched thrum.

n
There is no exit in that direction.

Father Talkan La'Saet, Hand of the Even-Blade says, "Go sw."

nw
There is no exit in that direction.

The garden of finger flowers.
A rhythmic thrumming saturates the area, drawing attention to a war shrine of
Terentia nearby. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. The
pink sand is overlaid with a riot of vegetation that churns into the sand with
thick vines. Enormous flower stalks rise up from this low vegetation, opening
into strange blossoms that have giant human fingers instead of flower petals.
Several have not bloomed, but the fingers inside the buds are peeking out and
trying to claw itself open. Thrumming loudly, a wild node is planted firmly
here, astral energies swirling around it. Father Talkan, Hand of the Even-Blade
is here, shrouded. He wields a holy symbol of the light in his left hand and a
silver scaled shield emblazoned with crossed blades in his right.
You see exits leading east and southwest.

Father Talkan La'Saet, Hand of the Even-Blade says, "Quickly."

sw
Amongst the fish-scaled trees.
A rhythmic thrumming saturates the area, drawing attention to a war shrine of
Terentia nearby. This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. A
dried up pool lies here in the sand. Thrumming loudly, a wild node is planted
firmly here, astral energies swirling around it. A monstrous lobstrosity
crouches here, clicking its red pincers.
You see exits leading northeast and south.

A monstrous lobstrosity cuts deeply into you with his sharp pincers.

Talkan suddenly stumbles as the air is filled with a high-pitched thrum.

Father Talkan La'Saet, Hand of the Even-Blade says, "Go to cosmic."

A monstrous lobstrosity cuts deeply into you with his sharp pincers.

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.
A dried up pool suddenly flares with pulsating energy as Zynna steps through.

A dried up pool suddenly flares with pulsating energy as Genevieve steps
through.

A monstrous lobstrosity bites into you with its gigantic maw.
You have been slain by a monstrous lobstrosity.
A swirling force begins to tug at your soul and the world spins around you.

0h, 3716m, 3710e, 0p ex-

Adherent Genevieve, Blade of Twilight says, "Creslin, you ok?"

Talkan's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.
Talkan raises a holy symbol of the light towards a monstrous lobstrosity, and a
scintillating beam of light burns into his chest.

Genevieve raises a gleaming symbol of hope towards a monstrous lobstrosity, and
a scintillating beam of light burns into his chest.

Your soul is flung back to the prime material plane. Slowly, a skeleton forms
from the aether, and muscles appear upon the bones, bubbling up in a frothy
spray of blood. Finally, new skin stretches out and covers your new body, and
you step out from the Pool of Stars.

The Pool of Stars.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. The stars twinkle in
the clear night sky. An enormously wide circular pool, as dark as the night sky,
glitters softly between the columns. The resplendent figure of an archangel
rises up from the ground, her golden wings furled protectively over a small
figure cradled in her arms. There are 4 golden retrievers here. A statue of a
cavalier of the Light stands here, memorializing his noble spirit. His form
suffused with soft light, the Keeper of the Pool of Stars stands here
attentively. There are 4 cavaliers of the Light here. An obsidian eye sigil is
here. A noble pegasus stamps one reflective hoof, his gossamer wings flipping
impatiently. A white and brown speckled pony grazes nearby. Lined with holy
fire, a celestial archangel stands loftily on a floating cloud, regarding you
with her sympathetic eyes of light. Blessed Daruin, Seeker of The Light is here.
He wields a beryl encrusted coral wand in his left hand. Postulant Meliana
Dekoven, Missionary of Light is here. She wields a glowing powerstone in her
left hand. Sir Raikogen Tanestra, Talon of the Dove is here. He wields a steel
inquisitor rapier in each hand. Lysandus is here. He wields the Rosewood Lute of
Celestial Rhapsody in his left hand.
You see exits leading north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west,
northwest, and up (open door).

Talkan tells you, "Go to celestia."

The Pool of Stars flares with chromatic colours, as Talkan steps out of it,
looking remarkably fresh and vitalized.

(Celest): Genevieve (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "Ixion and Athana on
Astral."

The Pool of Stars suddenly begins to froth violently, expelling a dazed and
confused Meprion from within its churning depths. As the Pool of Stars calms
itself, skeins of light drip from Meprion like liquid and just as quickly
dissipate.

(Celest): You say, "I'm at the pool."

(Celest): Genevieve (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "Cancer."

Talkan cries aloud his rejection of divine grace.

The Pool of Stars suddenly flares with pulsating energy as Genevieve steps
through.

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Postulant Creslin, Theologian of Japhiel
Sex : Male Race : Imperial Merian
Level : 62 (20%) Rank : Canonized
Health : 2408/2408 Endurance : 10940/10940
Mana : 3896/3896 Willpower : 18380/18380
Ego : 3524/3524 Reserves : 12%
Karma : 100% Esteem : 2%
You are ranked 484th in Lusternia.
You stand tall as a proud citizen of the Righteous Principality of New Celest.
You have reached the rank of 'Lord' in your city.
You are an aide to the Librarian.
You are a Penitent in the Celestines.
The position of a Disciple of Justice in the Celestines is held by you.
The position of Guild Archivist in the Celestines is held by you.
You are a Visionary of Distance in the Fellowship of Explorers.
You are a member of the clan called 'Celestine Seminary.'
You are a member of the clan called 'The Ecclesiarchy of Celestia.'
You are able to take on proteges.
Your mentor is Genevieve.
You are 25 years old, having been born on the 6th of Vestian, 141 years after
the Coming of Estarra.

Veonira tells you, "Have we offended you? We meant you no harm."

Veonira tells you, "We only seek to help you understand."

Veonira tells you, "Lord Morgfyre would never allow any harm be brought to you."

Veonira tells you, "We can help you to become the greatest scholar in New
Celest."

Veonira tells you, "Perhaps the Basin, even."

You tell Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench, "True or not, I have learned enough
for now, more than I wanted."

Veonira tells you, "I beg you, as a scholar myself, we seek only for the Basin
to understand us. We have been forsaken."

You tell Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench, "Your actions do not implore much
trust."

You tell Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench, "Then once I have had time to
recover, perhaps we can speak further of understanding, on a more neutral
ground. I was very glad of my reception and heartened by your kindness, but
after the ending, I cannot feel safe doing the same again. Certainly not now. I
will remember your offer, though. You must understand I cannot take such a risk,
even with honour-bound promises, without at least discussing it with others."

You tell Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench, "Then perhaps that opportunity will
pass."

Veonira tells you, "His power is required for the illusion to be woven, though
my knowledge of illusions has transcended, I cannot even fathom that."

You tell Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge, "Are you free?"

Kaalak tells you, "Mostly."

Veonira tells you, "Unfortunate."

You tell Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge, "I need to speak with someone
regarding some recent experiences I've had. It's somewhat important."

Kaalak tells you, "Certainly Meet me in my office. Be there in a few."

You tell Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge, "You seem appropriate."

Inside the Celestines' administration office.
A rhythmic thrumming saturates the area, drawing attention to a war shrine of
Terentia nearby. A comfortable leather chair rests here. An elegant chair carved
of black onyx sits here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith
is on the ground. A painting of Zyaran, the Midnight Eagle is proudly exhibited
on a nearby wall.
You see a single exit leading out (open door).

Today is the 21st of Dioni, 167 years after the Coming of Estarra. The phase of
the moon is that of the Waning Gibbous.
In your world it is Saturday, the 20th of January, in the year 2007.

You sit yourself down on a black onyx chair and make yourself comfortable.

You get up off a black onyx chair.

You sit yourself down on a leather chair and make yourself comfortable.

Inside the Celestines' administration office.
A rhythmic thrumming saturates the area, drawing attention to a war shrine of
Terentia nearby. Deep thick carpet covers the floor, in a thick pelt of soft,
deep blue fibres. Near the door is a tall floor standing vase, filled with tall
cut flowers, each standing as tall a man. The entire north wall, from ceiling to
floor is a mosaic in coloured glass, depicting in fine detail, the Sacrifice of
Marilynth during the Taint Wars. Numerous tall, fat candles in hefty brass
bases, light the room from different angles. A comfortable leather chair rests
here. An elegant chair carved of black onyx sits here. A sigil in the shape of a
small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A painting of Zyaran, the Midnight
Eagle is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge
is here, shrouded. He wields a holy symbol of the light in his left hand and an
orc bone wand in his right.
You see a single exit leading out (open door).

You nod your head emphatically.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge removes his hat and greets you.

Kaalak turns to face you with his hands folded together, blessing you in the
name of the Holy Supernals.

You say, "It's quite a tale."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Good. Lets hear it."

You say, "I was attempting to complete the Trial of Balance, so I was making
pilgrimages to the Nexi."

Kaalak nods his head at you.

You say, "I went to the gate of Magnagora and asked for permission to enter to
view the Megalith and speak with some people, per the requirement."

Mistress Mire d'Murani, Rhythm of the Engine (Female Viscanti).
She is 23 years old, having been born on the 5th of Tzarin, 143 years after the
Coming of Estarra.
She is ranked 416th in Lusternia.
She is an extremely credible character.
She is the Conductor of the Cacophony in the Cacophony.
She holds the position of Guild Archivist in the Cacophony.
She is a Visionary of Distance in the Fellowship of Explorers.
She is a member of the clan called 'Iniquitous Lyceum.'
She is the clan head of the clan called 'Dissonance of the Engine.'
She is a member of the clan called 'House d'Murani.'
She is a member of the clan called 'Twilight Delights Cooking Cartel.'
She is a mentor and able to take on proteges.
Her motto: 'Forgetting all wrongs with poems and songs.'
She is considered to be approximately 30% of your might.
She is a second generation member of the d'Murani family.
See HONOURS FULL MIRE for a complete honours list.

Kaalak tilts his head and listens intently to you.

You say, "They were pleasant enough, Mire and Dvyrus told me much about the
history of the city and of the demon lords."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Really. I'm suprised."

You say, "So was I, as I am enemied to the Nihilists."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Especially to a merian."

You nod your head emphatically.

You say, "It gets much, much stranger."

Singing drifts in from outside, faintly muffled.

Kaalak closes the walnut door to the out.

You say, "It was too good an opportunity to pass up, though, so I continued,
thinking myself safe. I went as I am now, looking nondescript and defenseless,
but I prepared defenses to escape if necessary."

You say, "I saw the Megalith and the Necromentate."

You say, "At the Necromentate, Morgfyre appeared and teased me about my
appearance."

Kaalak blinks incredulously at you.

You say, "He followed along for the rest of it, as well, commenting as He saw
fit."

You nod your head emphatically.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge's jaw drops in amazement.

You say, "I had quite an entourage, about four to six."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge leans forward, intently.

You say, "I did learn alot, during this first part of it."

You say, "I hope I can record my experiences."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Truly Creslin this is impressive. And
unexpected."

Veonira d'Murani, the Earth Wench (Female Master Viscanti).
She is 85 years old, having been born on the 2nd of Estar, 82 years after the
Coming of Estarra.
She is ranked 79th in Lusternia.
She is an extremely credible character.
She is Maker of Mountains in the Geomancers.
She holds the position of Guild Archivist in the Geomancers.
She is a Planar Drifter in the Fellowship of Explorers.
She is an enemy of your city.
She is an enemy of your guild.
She is the clan head of the clan called 'The Black Soil Conclave.'
She is the clan head of the clan called 'Tainted Council of the Geomagi.'
She is a member of the clan called 'The Merchant's Guild.'
She is a member of the clan called 'House d'Murani.'
She is the clan head of the clan called 'The Fates' Thread Tailoring Cartel.'
She is a member of the clan called 'The Academy of Earthen Ire.'
She is a mentor and able to take on proteges.
Her motto: 'Vae Victis.'
She is deemed a Storyteller by the Bardic Council of Vesteran Honours.
She is accounted Narrator among literary writers.
She is considered to be approximately 265% of your might.
She has taken the hand of Kaervas d'Murani in marriage.
She is a root generation member of the d'Murani family by marriage.
See HONOURS FULL VEONIRA for a complete honours list.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "I will have the Celestines fund any
expenses you require."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "So continue."

You say, "Well, it gets more concerning, which is why I wanted to speak to you."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "First off who was with you."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "And I assume they attempted to
convert you, correct?"

Muffled laughter echoes from somewhere outside.

You say, "Mire, Veonira, Dvyrus, Bhriran?"

You say, "Bhairan?"

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Wow."

You say, "There were more, but those were the ones most often there."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "The Earth Wench is a powerful one."

You nod your head emphatically.

You say, "So I found out."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Dvyrus is .... subtle. I've always
wondered about him."

You say, "Of course they tried to convert me, but I am not concerned about their
wiles, at least the spoken ones."

A white seagull glides in on a salty wind, drops a letter into Kaalak's hands,
then majestically soars away.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Clarify spoken ones."

You say, "If I were to be converted, it would be to a particularly adept author
I read as a novice and Ecclesiar."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Aiakon?"

You say, "Well, things didn't end peacefully."

You say, "No, I forget now, but he wrote alot near the beginning of the
Lodestar's archives."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "And Creslin, be careful what you say.
You are bordering on heresy."

You say, "Heresy in what way?"

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "That you may be swayed to the Taint."

You say, "It was dry humour, I apologize."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Anyway, please continue."

You say, "I'm still rather shaken up."

Kaalak nods his head at you.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "I can understand, Creslin. The Taint
is more than just physical. It is spiritual corruption as well. Those who have
been in it always bear a mark."

You say, "Veonira suggested I see the Megalith on Astral, which concerned me,
but given their actions thus far, I didn't think too concerning."

Kaalak ponders the situation.

You say, "I was following Mire, she led me there before I'd realized we'd left
prime. They showed me the node which was originally corrupted."

You say, "They then attacked me, binding me."

You say, "And Morgfyre ordered them to not kill me, but keep me bound."

You say, "At that point, I called for help and Talkan and Raikogen came and
helped me escape."

You say, "I know now that Morgfyre was going to perform a ritual on me, from
what Veonira said after I escaped."

Kaalak blinks.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Creslin, this must have been
terrifying."

You say, "She has been trying to convince me since to return and allow Morgfyre
to cast the Illusion of the Taint over me, so that I can 'safely' experience it.
Is it possible to forcefully Taint someone?"

You say, "Yes, yes it was."

You say, "I'm not leaving Celest for awhile."

You say, "I intend to spend some time on Celestia."

Kaalak ponders the situation.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Ah. This is now clear."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "And I suspect Lady Veonira is Lord
Morgfyre's main Priest, beneath Visaeris. Yes. It now makes sense."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Hmm. Perhaps a rite of purifcation
would set your mind at ease?"

You say, "Do you know what they were attempting?"

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "I have never heard ot such a thing."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Let me consider this a moment."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Well...."

Kaalak's exhausted mind can stay awake no longer, and he falls into a deep
sleep.

Inside the Celestines' administration office.
A rhythmic thrumming saturates the area, drawing attention to a war shrine of
Terentia nearby. Deep thick carpet covers the floor, in a thick pelt of soft,
deep blue fibres. Near the door is a tall floor standing vase, filled with tall
cut flowers, each standing as tall a man. The entire north wall, from ceiling to
floor is a mosaic in coloured glass, depicting in fine detail, the Sacrifice of
Marilynth during the Taint Wars. Numerous tall, fat candles in hefty brass
bases, light the room from different angles. A comfortable leather chair rests
here. An elegant chair carved of black onyx sits here. A sigil in the shape of a
small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A painting of Zyaran, the Midnight
Eagle is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge
is here, shrouded. He wields a holy symbol of the light in his left hand and an
orc bone wand in his right.
You see a single exit leading out (closed door).

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Blast I wish I had recollection of
the histories as well as Neerth."

You say, "What are you seeking? I've studied them fairly well, I think."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "But the taint can be forcibly removed
by the serpents as we sawI would expect the process could be reversibleto induce
Taint."

You say, "Veonira said they'd tried to do so before, but to disastrous results,
though I'm not sure how trustworthy that is."

Most recent tells to you:
1 ) Veonira: "Bah, I will have to scold Dvyrus. I think he intended only f..."
2 ) Veonira: "We were instructed not to harm you."
3 ) Veonira: "I am sorry that we seemed so desparate to keep you with us. ..."
4 ) Veonira: "We ask but one more chance, your safety is promised."
5 ) Veonira: "A shame, I am most disheartened."
6 ) Veonira: "I do understand your trepidation, but I do feel this is a on..."
7 ) Veonira: "I swear on my life, you will not be harmed."
8 ) Veonira: "We were not tainting you, if that is what you think."
9 ) Veonira: "I am sure as a scholar you would know this much, the taint i..."
10) Veonira: "Lord Morgfyre is an Elder God, His powers are vast. We seeke..."
11) Veonira: "We have foolishly attempted to taint in the past, and you ar..."
12) Veonira: "We do not wish for that to happen again, we only wish for Ne..."
13) Veonira: "We seek mutual understanding."
14) Veonira: "I assure you this does not break any vows you have taken."
15) Veonira: "I may be one of the tainted, but this does not make the vows..."
16) Veonira: "Lord Morgfyre will only be here a short time longer."
17) Veonira: "His power is required for the illusion to be woven, though m..."
18) Kaalak: "Mostly."
19) Veonira: "Unfortunate."
20) Kaalak: "Certainly Meet me in my office. Be there in a few."

You recall that Veonira told you:
"We have foolishly attempted to taint in the past, and you are too young to
recall, but it led almost to our own destruction."

You say, "Is there a way to be sure I'm whole and untouched?"

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Possibly."

A pulsing white glow forms in the air, and Terentia emerges from within it.

You bow respectfully to Terentia.

Kaalak bows respectfully to Terentia.

Inside the Celestines' administration office.
A rhythmic thrumming saturates the area, drawing attention to a war shrine of
Terentia nearby. Deep thick carpet covers the floor, in a thick pelt of soft,
deep blue fibres. Near the door is a tall floor standing vase, filled with tall
cut flowers, each standing as tall a man. The entire north wall, from ceiling to
floor is a mosaic in coloured glass, depicting in fine detail, the Sacrifice of
Marilynth during the Taint Wars. Numerous tall, fat candles in hefty brass
bases, light the room from different angles. A comfortable leather chair rests
here. An elegant chair carved of black onyx sits here. A sigil in the shape of a
small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A painting of Zyaran, the Midnight
Eagle is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. Terentia, the Even Bladed stands
here, radiating a sense of austerity. She wields Judgement in Her left hand.
Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge is here, shrouded. He wields a holy symbol
of the light in his left hand and an orc bone wand in his right.
You see a single exit leading out (closed door).

Terentia gives a bottle of eisweinn to Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge.

Terentia gives a bottle to Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge.

Terentia inclines Her head politely to you.

Terentia sniffs you, trying to decipher just what that smell emanating from you
is.

You blink.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "I was to suggest Lady Elohora."

Terentia, the Even Bladed says to you, "Do stay away from that Blob, Creslin."

You nod your head emphatically.

Terentia, the Even Bladed says to you, "I've no fancy in raising up to hack and
slash at Him, puerile child that He is."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge trembles in the divine radience.

Terentia, the Even Bladed says, "Rather grumpy that I banished Him, He is.."

Terentia, the Even Bladed says, "So now He's trying to attack those that I watch
over."

Terentia looks about Herself suspiciously.

Terentia smiles wryly at Kaalak.

Kaalak coughs softly.

Terentia, the Even Bladed says to Kaalak, "You're trembling, Kaalak."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "A-a-all of the Divine Spark have a
majesty ..."

Terentia peers about Herself unscrupulously.

Terentia, the Even Bladed says, "Not the Twelve."

Terentia spits on the ground in disgust.

Terentia, the Even Bladed says, "Nearly destroyed Us, They did."

Terentia, the Even Bladed says, "And if We'd failed, no mortal would exist."

Terentia gives a pained sigh.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge carefully sips the bottle.

Terentia, the Even Bladed says to you, "I'd suggest visiting Elohora. The
Half-formed that Celest worship have a lovely way with the Taint."

Terentia, the Even Bladed says, "You'll either die, or not."

Terentia, the Even Bladed says, "Let's hope for the latter."

Terentia is suddenly surrounded by an aura of translucent divine fire.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says to Terentia, "Thank you L-l-lady."

A white seagull glides in on a salty wind, drops a letter into Kaalak's hands,
then majestically soars away.

Terentia, the Even Bladed says to Kaalak, "And in the future, do remember.."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "And I will die of paperwork it
seems."

Kaalak tilts his head and listens intently to Terentia.

Terentia, the Even Bladed says, "Oh. Nevermind."

Terentia smiles wryly at Kaalak.

Kaalak rants and raves like a madman, directing his curses at an elegant white
letter.

Terentia, the Even Bladed says, "Walk Well, Kaalak, Creslin..."

Kaalak bows respectfully to Terentia.

You say, "Thank you, Lady."

You bow respectfully to Terentia.

Terentia fades into an explosion of white light, a lingering voice, "..I'll be
watching..."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Lady Terentia, the whisky is divine.
Very smooth, yet with a bite."

Inside the Celestines' administration office.
A rhythmic thrumming saturates the area, drawing attention to a war shrine of
Terentia nearby. Deep thick carpet covers the floor, in a thick pelt of soft,
deep blue fibres. Near the door is a tall floor standing vase, filled with tall
cut flowers, each standing as tall a man. The entire north wall, from ceiling to
floor is a mosaic in coloured glass, depicting in fine detail, the Sacrifice of
Marilynth during the Taint Wars. Numerous tall, fat candles in hefty brass
bases, light the room from different angles. A comfortable leather chair rests
here. An elegant chair carved of black onyx sits here. A sigil in the shape of a
small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A painting of Zyaran, the Midnight
Eagle is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge
is here, shrouded. He wields a holy symbol of the light in his left hand and an
orc bone wand in his right.
You see a single exit leading out (closed door).

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Creslin?"

You nod your head emphatically.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "I have a few more questions for you
before we attempt this procedure."

You nod your head emphatically.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Hmm. What did Lord Morgfyre say to
you. Was he taunting? Anything could give a hint of what was to come. And what
did Lady Veonira say? And when did you know exactly what their objective was?"

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "And by exactly, where were you
standing? On prime or in astral?"

You say, "His comments were mostly taunting, commenting on my fins and dress, my
responses."

You say, "I don't remember any indication that He was doing anything other than
making fun for His amusement until on Astral."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Lord Morgyre is a subtle creature as
are His servants it seems..."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Lord Morgfyre rather. ..this whisky
has a delayed kick."

You say, "I had asked Mire and Dvyrus how they experienced the Taint at one
point, when he was telling me about the demon lords, which is when Veonira
stepped in, to poke fun at my responses about the Taint from my perspective."

Kaalak's exhausted mind can stay awake no longer, and he falls into a deep
sleep.

Kaalak stands up and stretches his arms out wide.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Last question. I need a timeline for
months in this. This will allow me to deduce a few things."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "When did Veonira appear from the time
you entered Magnagora? When did Lord Morgfyre?"

You say, "It all happened in the last several days, a total of maybe 4 from when
I was on the highway leaving Glomdoring."

You say, "It was not planned on my part, I'd only decided to the do pilgrimages
earlier this month."

You say, "Mire was the first person I saw from Magnagora listed in the help
magnagora scroll present."

You say, "I was purposely not offering very much while listening to them, for
fear of saying something to insult or anger, and I wanted them to keep telling
me about the history and their beliefs."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "That is wise. Open them up."

You say, "That might have made me seem more pliable to them, though, and led to
the end."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Silence is the hook for answers."

You say, "I am just glad I was summoned away, and died before they could finish
attempting to summon me back."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Regardless Creslin, you put yourself
in harm's way and found out some very useful information. Because of the nature
of this information I will have to think hard on it before we distribute it."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "This could lead to panic in the city
if not carefully treated."

You say, "I would have found the ability to kill myself very handy when bound
with them, though..."

You nod your head emphatically.

You say, "That is why I've only spoken to you."

You say, "I'm not prepared to share generally what happened to me on Astral."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Thank you. I will consider who I
speak to about this."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Creslin I have to warn you, because
of this situation, some in the city MAY see you as Tainted and attempt to kill
you."

You say, "I know."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Given zealous attitudes at the
moment."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "But they are wrong."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Enough time for questions. Lets get
provisions and go to Celestia."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "If you are ready."

You nod your head emphatically.

You say, "The sooner the better."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Yes...hmm."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Hmm. Creslin do you have a book?"

You say, "I have my journal, and a booklet I'm writing something in."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Good. We may need those. Do you have
a bell? Or candel on you?"

Kaalak sticks his tongue out and says 'Ack.'

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Candle."

You say, "No."

Kaalak nods his head emphatically.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Creslin, can you lead me to the
nearest market? My sight is failing me."

Kaalak begins to follow you.

You open the walnut door to the out.

You get up off a leather chair.

Kaalak follows you out.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Good. Lets go to Celestia and the
Pool of Stars there."

You nod your head emphatically.

You place your hands on the Pool of Stars and find the link to the cosmic plane.
Pulsating energy flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself
tumbling through the aether pathways.
Kaalak follows you ether.

Pool of Stars.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Soft, flowing sands
surround the Pool of Stars, pale as freshly fallen snow. A lonely desert palm
grows beside the pool, casting shadows upon its magical waters. Small indigenous
rocks are scattered around the base of the pool, glistening with flecks of mica
and quartz. A powerful aura of peace and tranquility hangs in the air here,
penetrating the soul of any traveller who passes through. Beside the pool, a
creosote bush blooming in beautiful yellow flowers grows. Inside the bush, a
nest of desert insects chirps, filling the peaceful locale with the sound of
life. An enormously wide circular pool, as dark as the night sky, glitters
softly under the luminous sky. An imposing sword of radiant white metal has been
driven deep into the ground in a silent statement of intent. There are 20
archons of Eternal Light here. Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge is here. He
wields a holy symbol of the light in his left hand and an orc bone wand in his
right.
You see a single exit leading down.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Now Creslin, I believe it would be
wise to repeat your oaths to reaffirm your Faith."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "And connection to the Light."

You nod your head emphatically.

(Celestines): Terentia says, "Alodia, one of the Twelve was being rather
dastardly this month. Do see to it that your Celestines are more careful when
regarding the Taint."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "That you took upon your anointment."

(Celestines): Terentia says, "I'd rather not see whatever it was that the Blob
was up to, come to fruition."





(Celestines): A beatific cherub says, "Celestia stands against a tide of
darkness!"

The breathy song of an angelic choir fills the air, as a beam of white light
descends from the heavens upon which travels a celestial archangel who bows to
you in answer to your call.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Drat."

Communing with the Holy Supernals, you reach out and channel the powers of the
Light into a celestial archangel.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Our enemies may try and stop you."

You make a subtle gesture towards your angelic companion, cloaking it from
prying eyes.

(Celestines): A divine deva says, "Infidels have invaded Celestia!"

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says to you, "Quickly. We must go to
Elohora. Now."

(Celest): Genevieve (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Celestia under
attack."

Before the Throne of Brilliance.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. A comforting feeling
of privacy pervades the area. There are 2 celestial archangels here. The
effulgence of Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light, radiates out from her
incandescent body in waves of scintillating brilliance.
There are no obvious exits.

You bow respectfully to Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light.
Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light laughs, sending ripples of soft light
twirling in the air.

(Celestines): A beatific cherub says, "By the Light! Celestia is under attack at
the sands of Celestia!'"

(Celestines): Genevieve says, "Creslin, Kaalak, come to the pool."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge trembles, covering himself with his black
cloak.

(Celestines): A beatific cherub says, "Infidels have invaded Celestia!"

who
Lord Voyager Razenth, Prelate of Japhiel(The sands of Celestia)
Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge (Before the Throne of Brilliance)
Adherent Genevieve, Blade of Twilight (The sands of Celestia)
Postulant Creslin, Theologian of Japhiel(Before the Throne of Brilliance)
Xanon, Wrath of Brom (The sands of Celestia)
Terentia, the Even Bladed

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "Approach her, Creslin. Speak to Lady
Elohora and ask her for Her forgiveness. Confess to her...ahh..."

You kneel before Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light, swearing your allegiance to
her.
Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light raises a hand and releases a soft glow that
touches your heart and fills you with joy.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge's legs spasm.

(Celestines): A beatific cherub says, "May the Light have mercy on us! We're
under attack in the holy realm!"

An exhilarating choir of angels reverberates throughout the plane, filling the
air with warmth and blessing.

You say to Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light, "I wandered too far in my search
of knowledge. I came too close to that which we oppose and fight, to our lives'
end. Forgive me for my misjudgement of the wiles of Taint, Lady Elohora, I
implore you."

(Celestines): A beatific cherub says, "By the Light! Celestia is under attack at

who
Lord Voyager Razenth, Prelate of Japhiel(Beneath a hill of celestial sand)
Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge (Before the Throne of Brilliance)
Holy Mother Alodia Luminare, Ecclesiarch of Celestia (Pool of Stars)
Adherent Genevieve, Blade of Twilight (Beneath a hill of celestial sand)
Postulant Creslin, Theologian of Japhiel(Before the Throne of Brilliance)
Xanon, Wrath of Brom (Beneath a hill of celestial sand)
Terentia, the Even Bladed

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light raises a hand and releases a soft glow that
touches your heart and fills you with joy.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge watches Creslin from a distance, kneeling
and whispering words of prayer.

(Celestines): Alodia says, "Did anyone from our side die?"

(Celestines): Razenth (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "No."

(Celestines): Alodia says, "Ah excellent!"

An exhilarating choir of angels reverberates throughout the plane, filling the
air with warmth and blessing.

(Celestines): Alodia says, "I love you all!"

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says to you, "Ask for forgiveness again. The
remains of the Taint may not allow Her to hear you."

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light purses her lips, deep in thought as she
contemplates you.

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light says, "Welcome, child..."

Kaalak bows respectfully to Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light.
Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light smiles radiantly and places a hand upon
Kaalak's brow.

You say to Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light, "I beseech your forgiveness,
dearest Lady. I reached too far in my search for knowledge. I pray that I did
not reach too far to return."

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light smiles softly at you.

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light says, "Forgiveness is not what you need,
child. There is nothing to forgive when your heart remains pure."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge gives Creslin a faint smile.

You flash Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light a joyous smile.
Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light raises a hand and releases a soft glow that
touches your heart and fills you with joy.

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light says, "Why do you stand so far, Merciful
Judge?"

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says to Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light,
"Your radiance has grown over the years, Lady Elohora."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says to Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light,
"And I still need my 'sight' to scribe by. For service to Your Will."

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light smiles softly.

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light says, "The Light welcomes all, and hurts
none."

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light says, "Creslin, child, you are troubled by
this venture?"

You nod your head at Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light.
Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light raises a hand and releases a soft glow that
touches your heart and fills you with joy.

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light smiles softly.

An exhilarating choir of angels reverberates throughout the plane, filling the
air with warmth and blessing.

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light says, "You do not require such, but if you
seek it, you have it. You embody the Light in your venture, seeking to
understand, in order to oppose it. The once Holy Emanations are tormented in
their present state and those who come before them do not understand the
significance. Creslin, you remain a child of the Light, and rightfully so."

Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light says, "Walk with our blessings, child."

The echoes of giggling cherubs surround you, making you smile with happiness.

You say to Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light, "I am heartened by your words.
Thank you."

You bow respectfully to Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light.
Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light smiles radiantly and places a hand upon your
brow which warms at her touch.

In a stoic but old, cracking voice, Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says to
you, "Let us return to the Pool Creslin. The Lady has said your Faith has
purified you. We must continue to defend Celestia and prepare to repel the
invaders."

You nod your head emphatically.

You embrace Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light with great ardour.
Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light says, "Go with my blessings, child. And
remember that the Light will always guide you."
As you embrace Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light, her purity and grace surround
you with such intensity that you almost faint in rapture. Without knowing how,
you find yourself before the Pool of Stars, still feeling blessed.
Kaalak follows you ether.

Pool of Stars.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. An enormously wide
circular pool, as dark as the night sky, glitters softly under the luminous sky.
An imposing sword of radiant white metal has been driven deep into the ground in
a silent statement of intent. There are 20 archons of Eternal Light here.
You see a single exit leading down.

Kaalak nods his head at you.

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says to you, "You have been given a great
gift Creslin."

You say, "Gift?"

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says to you, "The Lady does not speak to
everyone. Scribing her words would be the best way to venerate them."

Exorcist Kaalak, The Merciful Judge says, "To Cresln You have been honoured."

You nod your head emphatically.

You say, "I have much to consider, and tomes I could write."


….

Much thanks to everyone for being so nice! And especially to Talkan and Raikogen (Prince at the time) for rescuing me (and dying), and still not yelling at me, even though I was entirely inept at being a good rescuee at the time.

good log. I don't remember any of it :/

That was completely awesome in more ways then one. I like this part:



I also miss Terentia =(

Come back to Magnagora, we're nicer now!

We'll also bring monoliths!

Looks like a lot of fun. Wish I'd been around.

Come to think of it, this happened the day before I started playing Lusternia. Crazy.

I love Morgfyre, I wish he was around more as a God and less as a coder

Think there's a chance Glomdoring would be able to do this with a few Seren novices?












No, I didn't think so.

Excellent player-run 'event', though!

It actually has happened, though without the "Divine Intervention" bit (as no player can really control that).

Wow. Yeah I'm surprised you remember this Creslin. That was fun.


By the way, just as a note if you are an elected official (GM, GA, Champ, Order Head) and there is a divine around that isn't busy sometimes you can make things happen.

Epic log, though I was honestly wondering why Creslin didn't find it suspicious that everyone was pretending nothing was going on while Morgfyre was working his magic.

Also, now since Kaalak bumped this post, I realize I'm reading it just after Morgfyre's left us.

Well, by that point it was long, long into this (the total thing was several hours) and I had gotten disconnected somewhere near going to astral (I think I edited that out.) I was mostly concentrating on the conversation at that point, too.

I had started being concerned about the direction things were taking when they wanted to go to astral, because it was kind of out of the blue, but I let myself be talked into it. What happened was never anything I could have considered possible, though.

This was awesome. Epic indeed