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Cyril Darkcloud · 02-12-2005, 01:00 AM

ooc: Another in a series of posts made on TAO’s behalf by someone who isn’t her.

KayLisa Greywolf

She does not answer his question immediately, but quietly places several items in a leather pouch. The last item that she adds is a small bottle of water. “This water,” she says quietly, “was taken from the spring at the heart of this Grove. It is bitterness to those who walk not according to the ancient ways, and it is cleansing and life to those that do.” She closes the pouch and places it in the hands of the man. Her grip is firm on his hands and it lingers as she speaks, the pressure of her fingers adding emphasis to her words, “A friend of mine was lost this night beyond all hope of living again. I would see that his death is not meaningless.” With these words she releases her hold and steps away. The droning calls of the banewolves have grown silent, but the cowering of the wolves within the circle announces that the danger has drawn close.

“There is not much time and you must move swiftly,” she says. “You must find the spot where he was slain and you must do so before his blood has finished draining into the earth. Arcades was his name, the dragon who served as guardian of the Ley Lines. His blood will seek to return to the lines but it has been corrupted by the banewolves. Should it not be purified the Lines shall be poisoned beyond all healing.” She pauses, her ears now very alert to any changes in sound. “When you find the place, crumble the herbs into the water and press the runestone into the soil. Then cry out to the gods as the spirit within you knows how and pour the water over the rune.” Again she stops. Her gaze is the frightened and solemn look of one both well aware of the dangers she is to face and willing to meet them. “You must follow the steps in the order I have given you and you must not stop for any reason once you have begun.”

A low growling intrudes upon the quiet of the grove. Even the oldest of the wolves whimpers in response. “Go!” she says, “before your limbs grow numb and movement is impossible. Go!”

02-12-2005, 01:00 AM	#150
Cyril Darkcloud Lord Soth Join Date: February 7, 2002 Location: New York Posts: 1,980	ooc: Another in a series of posts made on TAO’s behalf by someone who isn’t her. KayLisa Greywolf She does not answer his question immediately, but quietly places several items in a leather pouch. The last item that she adds is a small bottle of water. “This water,” she says quietly, “was taken from the spring at the heart of this Grove. It is bitterness to those who walk not according to the ancient ways, and it is cleansing and life to those that do.” She closes the pouch and places it in the hands of the man. Her grip is firm on his hands and it lingers as she speaks, the pressure of her fingers adding emphasis to her words, “A friend of mine was lost this night beyond all hope of living again. I would see that his death is not meaningless.” With these words she releases her hold and steps away. The droning calls of the banewolves have grown silent, but the cowering of the wolves within the circle announces that the danger has drawn close. “There is not much time and you must move swiftly,” she says. “You must find the spot where he was slain and you must do so before his blood has finished draining into the earth. Arcades was his name, the dragon who served as guardian of the Ley Lines. His blood will seek to return to the lines but it has been corrupted by the banewolves. Should it not be purified the Lines shall be poisoned beyond all healing.” She pauses, her ears now very alert to any changes in sound. “When you find the place, crumble the herbs into the water and press the runestone into the soil. Then cry out to the gods as the spirit within you knows how and pour the water over the rune.” Again she stops. Her gaze is the frightened and solemn look of one both well aware of the dangers she is to face and willing to meet them. “You must follow the steps in the order I have given you and you must not stop for any reason once you have begun.” A low growling intrudes upon the quiet of the grove. Even the oldest of the wolves whimpers in response. “Go!” she says, “before your limbs grow numb and movement is impossible. Go!”