Khadavla
Bibliophile
It was almost two hundred miles south and east to the adamant castle. On the journey, Sakura, a milky skinned, fire haired elf of a girl in blue mini kimono and bloomers, grew increasingly antsy, and had erotic nightmares wherein she moaned Yume's name.
Yume looked pale and nervous the whole time, constantly throwing pained looks to one they might find out had been a close friend for a very long time.
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Feel free to insert PC roll play here.
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First night at the castle of Admant and Granite, Yume groaned, "Let's get this over with," and organized an honor gaurd to take them out into a moonlit clearing.
The feeling was clear to all of them that someone was out there and something was coming.
Yume looked about nervously, then into her friends desperate flame collor eyes. Sakura was wearing a white shirt this time with intricate silver threat embroidery that shone gently in the moonlight. "Are you sure about this Sakura? About this, about me, and about now."
Sakura whimpered, "Yume-chan, I don't know how long I can hold off the other. It creeps up on my like cold shadow, fills my like a cancer. I chose you long ago, Yume-chan. Please help me."
The redhead's eyes shone in tears, but she nodded and stood up straight.
All around them, four armed mumies leapt form the forest to join the other exalts in battle, and it was up to the others to fight, for Yume and Sakura were already committed to the ritual.
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Though anima's flared and streaked as the great force of mighty zombies blurred and switched from oponent to oponent, blood apes and hungry ghosts moving amonst them, the heroes held a calm ring free around the ritual.
Yume trembled, and it was hard to say if she strode to the moonbeam in the center of the clearing where she stood with determined tears shining in her eyes, or simply fled blindly away and found herself there.
Sakura whiped at the tears in her own eyes then she stepped out alone into the grass and strode across it barefoot to kneel before Yume, arms crossed over the elegently cut but painfuly simple pale pink dress she wore.
"Master,
"As to the beat of your heart my blood sings,
"From your blood my purpose springs.
"The oath that on my pyrogenesis sang loving from my heart,
"to Tepet, through his blood and by my love, I now to your impart.
"From your blood my purpose springs,
"To your blood my obedience is given.
"To your Lineage I swear eternal service.
"To the cause of yoru House I plege my driving passion.
"To the protection of you and yours I plege my power,
"To your desire I plege my heart of eternal deviotion and submision.
"May my body/soul do as is comanded.
"To you, Master, I plege my soul so taht my words may never be forfiet,
"And say that any that spring form your body may claim such a plege.
"To you and all that follow is bound this humble servant.
"As your blood seals my fate, let my own be given to join our fates."
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I'm pausing here, please feel free to describe how your character's participate in the honor guard battle scene. No need to roll.
Yume looked pale and nervous the whole time, constantly throwing pained looks to one they might find out had been a close friend for a very long time.
* * *
Feel free to insert PC roll play here.
* * *
First night at the castle of Admant and Granite, Yume groaned, "Let's get this over with," and organized an honor gaurd to take them out into a moonlit clearing.
The feeling was clear to all of them that someone was out there and something was coming.
Yume looked about nervously, then into her friends desperate flame collor eyes. Sakura was wearing a white shirt this time with intricate silver threat embroidery that shone gently in the moonlight. "Are you sure about this Sakura? About this, about me, and about now."
Sakura whimpered, "Yume-chan, I don't know how long I can hold off the other. It creeps up on my like cold shadow, fills my like a cancer. I chose you long ago, Yume-chan. Please help me."
The redhead's eyes shone in tears, but she nodded and stood up straight.
All around them, four armed mumies leapt form the forest to join the other exalts in battle, and it was up to the others to fight, for Yume and Sakura were already committed to the ritual.
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* * *Ten Thousand Glorious Sunsets had been feeling an itch' date=' normally associated with a Celestial's journey, investigation, research, or path of conquest. The itch had grown, much like hitting the reflex and feeling the numbing funny pain that occurs. Weeks and months had passed in Creation and like a sore tooth, the pain held a morbid fascination. the last time he had been under this kind of uncomfortable joy he had almost died. Drawn by this revelation, Ten Thousand Glorious Sunsets finds himself walking the avenues of the Cemetary of Centinal Cenotaphs of Ceremonious Celestial Celebrations. Drawing himself up in front of Inada Navdas monument, he watched as the shifting images moved through the successes of the Lunar who last caused this type of sensation. "Now who could you have told Inada Navda my dear, who?" As the sensation and the images continued, Ten Thousand Glorious Sunsets focuses on a young child "Yume"
With that statement Ten Thousand Glorious Sunsets falls before the monument the first taste of true pain licking up his spine. Yume had started the ritual.
Though anima's flared and streaked as the great force of mighty zombies blurred and switched from oponent to oponent, blood apes and hungry ghosts moving amonst them, the heroes held a calm ring free around the ritual.
Yume trembled, and it was hard to say if she strode to the moonbeam in the center of the clearing where she stood with determined tears shining in her eyes, or simply fled blindly away and found herself there.
Sakura whiped at the tears in her own eyes then she stepped out alone into the grass and strode across it barefoot to kneel before Yume, arms crossed over the elegently cut but painfuly simple pale pink dress she wore.
"Master,
"As to the beat of your heart my blood sings,
"From your blood my purpose springs.
"The oath that on my pyrogenesis sang loving from my heart,
"to Tepet, through his blood and by my love, I now to your impart.
"From your blood my purpose springs,
"To your blood my obedience is given.
"To your Lineage I swear eternal service.
"To the cause of yoru House I plege my driving passion.
"To the protection of you and yours I plege my power,
"To your desire I plege my heart of eternal deviotion and submision.
"May my body/soul do as is comanded.
"To you, Master, I plege my soul so taht my words may never be forfiet,
"And say that any that spring form your body may claim such a plege.
"To you and all that follow is bound this humble servant.
"As your blood seals my fate, let my own be given to join our fates."
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* * *Khadavla said:There is a prayer so potent and so rare that 10,000 Glorious Sunsets has only heard it 7 times since the end of the Primordial War.
Heard might not be the right word. Though the Prayer of Celestial Need technically entreats 10,000 Glorious Sunsets to grant the boon, it can only be successfully called upon by a Solar or Lunar Exalted within fate faced with need not only great, but of the most intimate sort.
It was the kind of moment no one could ever acclimate too, over a century had past since the lunar elder Inada Navda was the last to use it, so desperate to find meaning to her life with her mortal husband about to succumb to death, that her cry for aid seized control of the divinities siezuring body minutes before she began the prayer and moved him out through the courtyards to the tomb of her exaltation to throw open the most sacred chambers of identity that he might cry out her need with her voice and pluck through his mind every hint of heaven's geographic and geomantic secrets so that she might steal a peach of immortality for her dying beloved to restore his youth.
Though Inada Navda returned with the peach too late, the challenge was sufficient to restore her love of life, and peach redoubled the lifespan of her son Khadvla, and brilliant teacher of medicine and martial arts he grew into was a Celestial Success of the sort he wished more Exalts would take as great pride in as Inada Navda.
This time it was that first age lunar's granddaughter whose need seized him with passion such as he'd never felt before. Her love was burning him alive! Her need shook him 'til his bones cracked! He fell down in supplication in the memorium halls of 22,000 years of knowledge, experience, and power, and understood that it fell to his terribly reduced self to be the filter between all that and an eighteen year old girl who'se compassion for a friend was already on the verge of destroying him.
The words the girl who was a dreamer barely begun to achieve womanhood, he screamed out with all the passion and power she was so afraid to unleash.
"10,000 Glorious Sunsets, by my life's blood, my heart's fire, my eternal duty, and my divine power, I renew my pledge to work unceasing for the greater good of all Creation, from the moment of my second breath 'til mine identity takes it's rest in death. By my duty, by my oath, by my right, and by my divine power, I pray, I plead, and I command you, open the gates of yesterday and reveal to me the secrets Suna took with her into eternity..."
I'm pausing here, please feel free to describe how your character's participate in the honor guard battle scene. No need to roll.