Ivellios' Sacrifice
AK510-40 Cool Summer End Week 4 [Charon Guiding, Shale Resting, Cycles Watching]
Shaleday (afternoon)
Ivellios laid Tin Tan to rest in the fires of the forge of Tionscail. His brash and boastful mask had slipped away. He made a rousing speech to eulogise his lost companion and humbly beseeched Tine to return the Ashrat to him so that they could continue the work of Tine and the fight against the Fallen.
An aspect of Tine heard the heartfelt prayer and it asked Ivellios what he would be willing to sacrifice for the return of his familiar. Ivellios heart burned with renewed hope. A sacrifice was required. Something of great value would have to be burned to balance against Tin Tan's life. Ivellios was willing to sacrifice anything. His mind darted to the Kellum rod as he prayed. His friends were horrified that he would even consider destroying an ancient magic item of such power in the slight hope of reviving the self absorbed little rat. But Tine was unimpressed by such a trinket.
Bas' price must be paid. A life must be bought from the wall of souls to keep the eternal balance.
Ivellios understood. He nodded to the Vedic and Tanner handed him 5 large fire opals from the temple's safe and started the ceremony of life, praying to Bas, Saol and Tine. Ivellios concentrated as the others prayed and his life force was accepted by the gems. He felt a growing weakness, spells ebbed from his mind, as his energy poured out into the gems. Tanner glanced at him as the ceremony reached it's conclusion and Ivellios mustered his remaining strength to throw the glowing gems into the fire.
Then silence.
Breathless anticipation filled the temple as the ceremony suspended, all hoping, awaiting the judgement of the Gods.
The forge fires bubbled and broke the stillness. A whiskered face popped out of the molten metal.
'Neep!!' shouted Tin Tan with a ratty grin on his smoky face. He splashed around enjoying the heat returning to his body and revelling in the blessing of Tine.
With a quick burst of energy, he leapt out of the flames and into Ivellios' arms. His flames burned intensely at the pleasure of being reunited with his master. Ivellios could feel that Tine had infused the Ashrat with his blistering energy. The heat from his familiar was like a forge.
"Tin Tan!" said Ivellios. "You are indeed blessed by Tine!"
^What did you expect?^ replied Tin Tan, ^I'm the best character in the village! And... I have a gift for you.^
Tin Tan buried his nose in the folds of Ivellios' robes and concentrated. Tine's energy flowed out from him and into his master. It burned away the weakness and replaced the life force that had been sacrificed. Spells of smoke and fire scorched his brain as knowledge of Tine's magic flickered to life. The intense heat welled up inside him and burned. Images of fire ignited in his mind. Flames flickered along his skin. Flame glowed behind his eyes.
^You are now a servant of Tine^, the Ashrat stated with unprecedented seriousness, ^But be warned, Fire is a harsh master.^
He paused. Then winked.
^It's not all bad though, the powers of Tine are great fun!^ He leapt back into the molten metal and started to splash around as if nothing more serious had occurred than a debate over which wood burnt the best.
In celebration Vedic Tanner called upon his divine granted powers and created a massive feast. They ate and drank their fill and the faithful were gifted with healing and divine protection. Todd's Filth Fever was washed away. The gutworms were destroyed and their wounds were healed. They could feel the power of The Chosen within them.
Ivellios laid Tin Tan to rest in the fires of the forge of Tionscail. His brash and boastful mask had slipped away. He made a rousing speech to eulogise his lost companion and humbly beseeched Tine to return the Ashrat to him so that they could continue the work of Tine and the fight against the Fallen.
An aspect of Tine heard the heartfelt prayer and it asked Ivellios what he would be willing to sacrifice for the return of his familiar. Ivellios heart burned with renewed hope. A sacrifice was required. Something of great value would have to be burned to balance against Tin Tan's life. Ivellios was willing to sacrifice anything. His mind darted to the Kellum rod as he prayed. His friends were horrified that he would even consider destroying an ancient magic item of such power in the slight hope of reviving the self absorbed little rat. But Tine was unimpressed by such a trinket.
Bas' price must be paid. A life must be bought from the wall of souls to keep the eternal balance.
Ivellios understood. He nodded to the Vedic and Tanner handed him 5 large fire opals from the temple's safe and started the ceremony of life, praying to Bas, Saol and Tine. Ivellios concentrated as the others prayed and his life force was accepted by the gems. He felt a growing weakness, spells ebbed from his mind, as his energy poured out into the gems. Tanner glanced at him as the ceremony reached it's conclusion and Ivellios mustered his remaining strength to throw the glowing gems into the fire.
Then silence.
Breathless anticipation filled the temple as the ceremony suspended, all hoping, awaiting the judgement of the Gods.
The forge fires bubbled and broke the stillness. A whiskered face popped out of the molten metal.
'Neep!!' shouted Tin Tan with a ratty grin on his smoky face. He splashed around enjoying the heat returning to his body and revelling in the blessing of Tine.
With a quick burst of energy, he leapt out of the flames and into Ivellios' arms. His flames burned intensely at the pleasure of being reunited with his master. Ivellios could feel that Tine had infused the Ashrat with his blistering energy. The heat from his familiar was like a forge.
"Tin Tan!" said Ivellios. "You are indeed blessed by Tine!"
^What did you expect?^ replied Tin Tan, ^I'm the best character in the village! And... I have a gift for you.^
Tin Tan buried his nose in the folds of Ivellios' robes and concentrated. Tine's energy flowed out from him and into his master. It burned away the weakness and replaced the life force that had been sacrificed. Spells of smoke and fire scorched his brain as knowledge of Tine's magic flickered to life. The intense heat welled up inside him and burned. Images of fire ignited in his mind. Flames flickered along his skin. Flame glowed behind his eyes.
^You are now a servant of Tine^, the Ashrat stated with unprecedented seriousness, ^But be warned, Fire is a harsh master.^
He paused. Then winked.
^It's not all bad though, the powers of Tine are great fun!^ He leapt back into the molten metal and started to splash around as if nothing more serious had occurred than a debate over which wood burnt the best.
In celebration Vedic Tanner called upon his divine granted powers and created a massive feast. They ate and drank their fill and the faithful were gifted with healing and divine protection. Todd's Filth Fever was washed away. The gutworms were destroyed and their wounds were healed. They could feel the power of The Chosen within them.
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