Jukashi
Four Thousand Club
... I'll have to ask here.
Can spirits practise sorcery? If not, what happens to mortal sorcerors who become gods?
Can spirits practise sorcery? If not, what happens to mortal sorcerors who become gods?
Since I'm lacking in relevant books...
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Jukashi
Four Thousand Club
But are former mortals really like other gods? Do they get sucked in to having a role and purpose within Creation, or is it more similar to Exaltation?
Jukashi
Four Thousand Club
How does that work? When someone gets turned into a god, does some Celestial ricruiter turn up and say "awright, sonny-jim, time knuckle down to some serious business"?
memesis
One Thousand Club
Spirits may not practice sorcery.Jukashi said:
Mortal sorcerers who become gods retain the knowledge but not the ability to shape Essence as before.
You may of course assign new spirit Charms to represent their occult abilities, depending on the nature of the spirit they just became. Â The patron saint of sorcerers probably has some kind of interaction with sorcery through his Charms.
memesis
One Thousand Club
The girl, her tail's fluffy tip swaying and darting about as she walks, creeps up the incline. Voices grow louder, easing into comprehensibility as Gallius and the girl come over the crest. ".. begin the ceremony in a few minutes," one voice - Luluri, the No Moon - is saying. Ma-Ha-Suchi's distinctive head bobs in agreement. He turns, scenting something, and smiles. "Gallius. Sanith." He beckons with a clawed hand. "Come to our wake."Jukashi said:
Gallius follows the girl, staying quiet. She hasn't a clue just what this shall be, though she hears something of a ceremony. Hopefully it is a less painful ceremony than her trials proved to be. She believes she may have a layer of blisters still on her feet from that experience.
Down the hill, away from the fire, is a bier. Sacrificial preparations have been made, and Luluri begins the process of invoking a great and powerful spirit. She speaks in the tongue of the Old Realm, describing the god she wishes. It is a great and terrible apparition, a beast of fire, whom she names at last, at the height of her chanting: "Phoenix!"
An explosion rocks the small clearing; the bier, and any body that may have been inside, is engulfed in flames and charred in an instant. A fireball bursts outward, sending Gallius' hair streaming back in the sudden outrush of scorching wind. A pillar of solid fire shrieks to the heavens, growing wings as it does, and a glorious and incomparable bird of fire can be seen, hovering in the skies above. "Phoenix!" bellows Ma-Ha-Suchi. "The body you've taken is that of a great warrior. His name is Tinias, of the southeastern tribes. He has done great honor to his tribe and his people!"
Gallius watches calmly, her eyes narrowed against the sudden coming of light. The Solar studies the spirit carefully, wondering idly just why it was brought here by the Lunars. Time, she imagines, will make this quite clear. She has little to do but wait.
A figure - dark and grey, resembling in some fashion the man Mosiah whom Gallius sent to his final rest - steps out of the conflagration. For him you wish this honor? asks Phoenix, its form billowing with flame as its voice shakes the heavens. Then I so bestow it. And the dark figure in the fire writhes and twists, growing larger, merging with the incandescent rage. The fires grow dim, extinguishing themselves - almost. What's left is a tall figure of flame, about six yards in height. "Lord, I thank you," bellows the newly crafted fire-spirit.
Gallius considers the birth of the spirit with a curious eye. Somehow it fits, though. It seems right. She shows no sign of approval, however. In her mind, this is a Lunar matter, and is outside her right to approve or speak against in such a way.
The fire burns away, and the giant man of flame grows skyward, dissolving in a puff of smoke as he streaks away. "A good phoenix he will be," murmurs Sanith, from beside Gallius. And she turns, as does the war-leader, to see a woman coming down the hill, followed by two children. Ma-Ha-Suchi turns, while Luluri backs away, tending to the ritual components spread out for the ceremony that just ended.
The woman draws near, and bows low - it seems that there are three children with her, rather than two, for Gallius sees and hears a child in a bundle, held tightly in her arms. "The wife of Tinias," explains Sanith, in a low voice. Ma-Ha-Suchi smiles rather proudly as the woman draws nigh to him, and he extnds a hand, indicating the consumed bier's remains. "The phoenix accepted him, and you should be proud," he commands. The woman beams, wiping her eyes for a moment. The Lunar extends a claw, very lightly scratching something onto the brow of the baby she holds. "May you grow strong as your father, child," murmurs he. "I, Ma-Ha-Suchi, give you my blessing." Drawing back, he smiles again. "The tribe will support you until your others are old enough to join the hunt," he declares.
Flagg
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I've always assumed that the newly-made spirit in question would end up as the Celestial lackey of the god who elevated him, unless there were more specific plans in place to supercede that.
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