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 Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 3:24 pm
This is the place where all riturals are performed on Saraga.
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Jet walked onto the huge black stone circle and sighed, a few tears still rolling down his cheeks. 'I have to do this for her. This war isn't her fault and she deserves to not be where she is. I'll do this to make things right.' Jet bit down hard on his tumb causing a small amount of blood to begin gathering. He quickly walked over to the exact middle of the stone and allowed the blood to drop to the stone. Then he healed the wound and took out a piece of white chalk and began the long process of making the nesicarry marks.
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 4:36 pm
"You can't stop my death."
Her voice echoed, her slender frame standing behind him as she listened to the scrape of chalk.
"But there is a flaw in the curse, that if you all make the journey, you all and possibly even I, can still live."
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 4:56 pm
Jet finished the last mark as Winter finished talking. "I'm not taking any chances." Jet stepped into the middle of the stone and streached out his arms to that they were parallel to the ground. Black Flame erupted from his fingers colliding with the marks on the stone. "Mit diesen Wörtern nehme ich von meiner Seele teil und lege sie in Sie eine Sperre folglich verursachend, die Ihr sollte und Leben schützt, bis der Krieg rüber sein."(translation:With these words, I take part of my soul and place it in you thus creating a barrier that will protect your sould and life until the war is over.) Blue light burst from Jet's chest and went into Winter's. Jet gave a weak smile before collapsing to the ground unconcious.
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 5:06 pm
She watched him collapse, and looked down, only to laugh.
"Fool..."
She looked down at a nearby rock, watching the glow escape from her and into it.
"This Curse won't allow protection spells, or any other spells for that matter. Instead, it'll be transferred to the nearest object."
She walked over to him and picked him up, allowing his body to lean against hers.
"I tell you all...You can't stop my death. The only way to possibly bring me back is to look to the past, to the most famous Epic known to all the World...The Oddessy{sp?}. Completing the journey written in the Poem, will you find my soul."
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 5:22 pm
Jet didn't know that his plan had succeded, but Winter didn't know how old Saraga's true and deep magic was. The blue light was a cloak for the actual spell, which was now active inside of Winter's body. Saraga's true and deep magic was written before the gods time for Saraga was here before any god. The spell would slow down the effects of the curse gradually and eventually make it so weak that it could be broken by Jet and Illuminatus. There was no way to reverse this or simply get rid of it for it had taken root to Winter's body. Only Jet could remove it and he was unconsious.
((read the update thread. We have a medical bay. that's where you can take me. Just read the update thread.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 5:41 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 10:12 pm
*Looks at the topic* I think you mean Ritual...not Ritural..
~He sits and awaits nightfall`
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 12:11 pm
looks around and sees a guy sitting in the sand. "I haven't seen him here before."
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2008 3:38 pm
massiva try looks around and sees a guy sitting in the sand. "I haven't seen him here before."
Suiken: Buh...
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 11:00 am
"damned, I'm discovered. Ach well." Jonas starts walking to suiken.
"Hello what brings you here?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 2:21 pm
The sky begins to darken and the area around the ritual site begins to shake. The clouds grow darker and darker as bolts of dark energy streak in the air as the lightning strike the ritual site and a large blast of energy is released. The darkness subsides and a Albel stands in the place where the energy was released. He slowly rises up and opens his eyes and begins to laugh with delight
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 6:55 pm
Five black pods being propelled by green fire crashed into the desert sands and five black robed figures emerged from them and formed together near the ruins, the lead one addressed the other four
"Commence operation, eliminate our target" he spoke and with that those four teleported away
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 7:25 pm
Vragen wandered into the grounds, muttering to himself, stumbling around. He had a black, lighting bolt shaped dagger in his hand. Vragen ignored the presence of five black pods, and did not seem to notice the demonic standing on the grounds, he was too wrapped up in what he was doing.
Vragen found a spot in the middle of the grounds and started working. He used his sword to start carving all forms of symbols into the ground, centering everything around a pentagram. He was again muttering to himself the whole time, talking about someone he called 'Master'.
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 4:46 pm
Vragen threw the dagger into the middle of the pentagram, then he lifted his hand. He made some symbols and chanted some words in some incomprehensible language, if it was even any language at all.
Suddenly, the ruins on the ground started to glow as if they were on fire. The fire circled around the pentagram and went towards the dagger. The pentagram itself then seemed to glow with a similar evil, sinister aura. The blade of the dagger then began to glow with a dark radiance.
After several minutes of this, Vragen said a name quietly, "Malcherisa." then the glowing stopped, the ruins began to fade away, and so did most of the carvings, save for the pentagram, which appeared to be burnt into the ground. Vragen then knelt down to pick up the dagger, and stayed sitting there, staring at the dagger for a while.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 1:17 pm
((As it would appear, SinnerXion has no interest in his introduction at my hands...Ah, well))
Vragen then picked up the dagger and walked away, seeing as nothing else was going to happen at the ritual grounds. He began walking back towards the underground base, laughing in delight as he looked at his dagger, this was, he thought, the thing that would now bring Master back.
Whether or not that was true, he did not think to question, he was far too hopeful. It would only be a matter of time, and this mission should serve to further his quest quite nicely. Draining the lifeblood of a god would definitely bring him much closer to returning his master to him.
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