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Wyvern Wednesdays

2024-01-23T22:17:02Z

GREATFALLS: /* Upcoming */

[[image:Crestdragon small.jpg|200px|right]]
Wyvern Wednesdays is an ongoing campaign sponsored by key members of the [[Crimson Legion]] and the [[Ilyan Syndicate]] in an effort to promote community and roleplay in [[Ta'Vaalor]].

Every Wednesday, we encourage interested parties to meet at King's Court [Lich ID: 3519] around 8:50pm Elven to be directed to our destination for that week.

==Upcoming==

A Story for the Ages! Come play a storytelling game with us where improv and fun is all you need.

Come join us on the deck of Spirit of the Mists (lich: #33404) at 9pm or meet a little earlier in King's Court for a guided escort. Rules: Each person will be given a bag containing three items. Every participant will have five minutes to craft their epic tale. There's no winners or losers, just an opportunity to flex improv skills a bit but you do get to keep whatever is in the bag!

==Previous Wyvern Wednesdays==
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! Date
! Event
! Notes
|-
|01/03/2024
|Fishing Tournament at the Ravelin Docks
|Winners: Missoni, Gaturnius, Perigourd, Yukito
|-
|}<section end=previous wyvern wednesdays 2023 />
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! Date
! Event
! Notes
|-
|12/13/2023
|Socks for Soldiers
|Knitting socks at Amaranth Farmstead.
|-
|12/06/2023
|Patrolling the Sea of Mists
|Sending pirates to the depths!
|-
|11/29/2023
|Socializing in King's Court
|That's it. That's the event. Be social!
|-
|09/19/2023
|Honor the Fallen
|In lieu of no formal Festival of the Fallen this year, join us for a time of remembrance!
|-
|09/05/2023
|A Tour of Amaranth Farmstead
|Hosted by the esteemed owner, Agathilea!
|-
|08/30/2023
|Sea of Mists Patrol
|Sailing aboard the Sanguine Leviathan. Send those pirates to the depths!
|-
|08/23/2023
|Duskruin Arena
|Lord Anduin sponsored runs of the arena!
|-
|08/16/2023
|Poetry Contest
|Winners:
|-
|07/12/2023
|Cheese and Drink Pairing Contest
|Winner: Yardie
|-
|06/28/2023
|Miniature Jousting
|Winners: Alosaka, Rivienne, Thaxius, Arenglae
|-
|06/07/2023
|Pirates!
|We gathered at Mistwatch to patrol for pirates in the Sea of Mists.
|-
|05/31/2023
|Wishing Master Torbot a happy retirement
|We gathered to exchange spells and tales of Master Torbot, who unfortunately was not able to attend. We hope he knows how much the entire community appreciates him and his crew!
|-
|05/17/2023
|Bee Plus
|Attendees worked together to collect bees in order to help aid the Greengair gnomes.
|-
|05/03/2023
|Defense of Mistwatch
|The Gilded Talon Consortium welcomes all aboard their man o' war the ''Sanguine Leviathan'' to assist with combating the pirates that infest the Sea of Mists.
|-
|04/04/2023
|Investigating the Carmine Triumph, cont.
|Vandraxas provided documents for us to scour, including shipping manifests, to discover what happened to the Carmine Triumph.
|-
|03/31/2023
|Fishing Contest! And something more..
|Winners: Syari, Yardie. Not Winners: The First Mate Yanias, who suspiciously lied and is nowhere to be found! Stay tuned!
|-
|03/25/2023
|Memorial for the Carmine Triumph's crew
|(Not a Wednesday.)
|-
|03/17/2023
|Wyverns Try Friday..Again!
|Interested parties reviewed the lost ship the Carmine Triumph's manifests. The erstwhile First Mate arrives, sorrowed by the apparent loss of her comrades. A memorial is declared next week in Mistwatch.
|-
|03/10/2023
|Wyverns Try Friday
|Touring the Spirit of the Mists. Additionally, word arrives of a GTC ship lost at sea.
|-
|03/01/2023
|Noble Spirit Awards
|Winners: Yardie, Faerinn, Yavs/Yukito
|-
|02/22/2023
|A View to a Kill
|Honor and glory in the Duskruin Arena!
|-
|02/15/2023
|For Your Eyes Only - Duskruin Charades
|Winners: Tikba, Yardie, Agathelia
|-
|02/08/2023
|Tea and Sympathy: Redux
|Notes: A solemn night of reflection and solidarity at Misted Serenity in Ta'Illistim for the current state of affairs.
|-
|02/01/2023
|It's Dangerous to Go Alone
|Notes: An evening of patrols along Aradhul Road
|-
|01/25/2023
|Capped Night at the Academy Run
|Winners: Kreinos for finding the last artifact
|-
|01/18/2023
|Fishing Tournament at the Mistydeep Docks
|Winners: Orssus, Yardie and Aphaedra
|-
|01/11/2023
|Ta'Vaalor, the World and You
|A public discussion about the state of Vaalor's political concerns.
|-
|01/04/2023
|Dinner at the Gilded Pavilion
|Vaalor welcomed the Icemule Delegates in a show of hospitality.
|}<section end=previous wyvern wednesdays 2023 />
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! Date
! Event
! Notes
|-
|12/28/2022
|Gilded Talon Patrol
|Guarding the Sea of Mists from pirates and ghost ships.
|-
|12/27/2022
|Bonus Tuesday: Snowball fight!
|Winners: Everyone!
|-
|12/21/2022
|Snow Sculpture Contest
|Winner: Vyctus
|-
|12/14/2022
|Socks for Soldiers
|Continuing the long-standing tradition of supplying knitted socks to active Legionnaires.
|-
|11/9/2022
|A Welcome Respite
|Casual gathering for darts and drinks at the Hunter's Respite in the Ravelin.
|-
|11/2/2022
|Bonfire Gathering
|Casting away what we wish to leave behind as Winter approaches.
|-
|10/12/2022
|Naidem Fishing Tournament
|Winners: Yukito, Missoni, Yardie
|-
|09/28/2022
|Know Your Neighbor
|Week 4
|-
|09/21/2022
|Know Your Neighbor
|Week 3
|-
|09/14/2022
|Know Your Neighbor
|Week 2
|-
|09/07/2022
|Know Your Neighbor
|Week 1
|-
|08/17/2022
|Poker Dice
|Playing poker dice with Duskruin vouchers for all winners!
|-
|08/10/2022
|Summer Fishing Tournament
|Winners: Length - Tabubu; Weight - Beldannon; Number - Beldannon
|-
|08/03/2022
|Bonfire gathering at Hunter's Respite
|Shanks are for cooking.
|-
|07/27/2022
|Ice cream social at Misted Serenity
|I screamed, you screamed, we all screamed for ice cream.
|-
|07/20/2022
|Northern Ardenai Spiritcaller/Taking Root Conclusion
|Wedding is OFF!
|-
|07/06/2022
|Model (Not toy!) Jousting Tournament
|Champion: Alosaka
|-
|06/22/2022
|Ardenai Weaving
|Hosted by Solvei Aeldrish Ardenai
|-
|06/15/2022
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: Mounts and Riding
|-
|06/08/2022
|Tales of Jousting and Horsemanship
|Agathilea won a prize for best dressed, and Alosaka for his story although it did not include horses.
|-
|06/01/2022
|Discussion of Summer Plans
|Tied In With [[Taking Root (Player-Run Storyline)]]
|-
|04/13/2022
|Spring Fishing Tourney
|Cancelled due to lack of participation
|-
|03/23/2022
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: Springtime
|-
|03/16/2022
|Darts Practice
|Casual darts and conversation at the Hunter's Respite
|-
|03/09/2022
|Tiles of Chance
|Win Lord Anduin's Money! (Nobody did. *laughs in one-percenter*)
|-
|02/23/2022
|Enemy Mine
|Theme: Duskruin Arena
|-
|02/16/2022
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: War (Duskruin Arena)
|-
|02/09/2022
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: Love (Voaris and Laethe)
|-
|01/19/2022
|Myths, stories, and conspiracy theories
|Is there a story or myth that you know is probably not true but you still love? Are there any conspiracy theories that you feel have some merit?
|-
|01/12/2022
|Sack of Lies
|Winners: Arenglae, Agathilea
|-
|01/05/2022
|Fortune Telling
|Uniana reading the Nalfein Black Rose Deck; Silima reading a Seer's Crystal.
|}<section end=previous wyvern wednesdays 2022 />
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! Date
! Event
! Notes
|-
|12/29/2021
|Darts Tournamanent - Killer
|Winner: Corlyne
|-
|12/22/2021
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: Winter Festivities
|-
|12/15/2021
|Sock It Toe Me
|Knitting socks as Solstice gifts to Legionnaires
|-
|12/08/2021
|Vaalorian Vineyards
|Wine discussion and tasting at Stacked Vintners
|-
|12/01/2021
|Fishing Tournament
|Winners: Kayse, Yardie, Vyctus
|-
|11/24/2021
|What nourishes you?
|Tea and roleplaying to answer the aforementioned prompt
|-
|11/17/2021
|To Be Honest!
|Game hosted by Uniana Le'Gondren
|-
|11/10/2021
|Apple Harvest
|Harvesting apples and roleplaying in the orchard
|-
|11/03/2021
|OOC Ta'Vaalor Meeting
|An unofficial OOC meeting to discuss RP in Ta'Vaalor
|-
|10/13/2021
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: Ebon Gate
|-
|09/08/2021
|Imbibe and Inspire
|Lord Teveriel Anduin hosts storytelling about conquest and bravery.
|-
|08/25/2021
|Stocking the Ballistas
|Helping the Crimson Legion chop trees and cut wood for Vaalor's defenses.
|-
|}<section end=previous wyvern wednesdays 2021 />
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[[Category:Ta'Vaalor]][[Category:Player-run events]]

Wyvern Wednesdays

2024-01-23T21:45:23Z

GREATFALLS: /* Previous Wyvern Wednesdays */

[[image:Crestdragon small.jpg|200px|right]]
Wyvern Wednesdays is an ongoing campaign sponsored by key members of the [[Crimson Legion]] and the [[Ilyan Syndicate]] in an effort to promote community and roleplay in [[Ta'Vaalor]].

Every Wednesday, we encourage interested parties to meet at King's Court [Lich ID: 3519] around 8:50pm Elven to be directed to our destination for that week.

==Upcoming==

Come join us 12/13/5123 for a good old-fashioned solstice celebration down on the farm. We will be knitting socks for soldiers of the Fortress in the cozy barn of Amaranth Farmstead.

Arrive there (lich: #5985) at 9pm or meet a little earlier in King's Court for a guided escort. Needles, yarn and instruction will be provided and mind the chickens, they sulk if they aren't fed!

==Previous Wyvern Wednesdays==
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|- style="padding: 0.3em 0.4em; background-color: #ddd; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"
! Date
! Event
! Notes
|-
|01/03/2024
|Fishing Tournament at the Ravelin Docks
|Winners: Missoni, Gaturnius, Perigourd, Yukito
|-
|}<section end=previous wyvern wednesdays 2023 />
</div>
<div class="mw-customtoggle-2024" style="overflow:auto;color:#0000FF">2024</div>
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{| cellpadding=4 class="alternating" style="font-size: 95%; margin: 1em; background-color: #f9f9f9; border: none; border-collapse: collapse; outline: 1px #aaa solid;"
|- style="padding: 0.3em 0.4em; background-color: #ddd; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"
! Date
! Event
! Notes
|-
|12/13/2023
|Socks for Soldiers
|Knitting socks at Amaranth Farmstead.
|-
|12/06/2023
|Patrolling the Sea of Mists
|Sending pirates to the depths!
|-
|11/29/2023
|Socializing in King's Court
|That's it. That's the event. Be social!
|-
|09/19/2023
|Honor the Fallen
|In lieu of no formal Festival of the Fallen this year, join us for a time of remembrance!
|-
|09/05/2023
|A Tour of Amaranth Farmstead
|Hosted by the esteemed owner, Agathilea!
|-
|08/30/2023
|Sea of Mists Patrol
|Sailing aboard the Sanguine Leviathan. Send those pirates to the depths!
|-
|08/23/2023
|Duskruin Arena
|Lord Anduin sponsored runs of the arena!
|-
|08/16/2023
|Poetry Contest
|Winners:
|-
|07/12/2023
|Cheese and Drink Pairing Contest
|Winner: Yardie
|-
|06/28/2023
|Miniature Jousting
|Winners: Alosaka, Rivienne, Thaxius, Arenglae
|-
|06/07/2023
|Pirates!
|We gathered at Mistwatch to patrol for pirates in the Sea of Mists.
|-
|05/31/2023
|Wishing Master Torbot a happy retirement
|We gathered to exchange spells and tales of Master Torbot, who unfortunately was not able to attend. We hope he knows how much the entire community appreciates him and his crew!
|-
|05/17/2023
|Bee Plus
|Attendees worked together to collect bees in order to help aid the Greengair gnomes.
|-
|05/03/2023
|Defense of Mistwatch
|The Gilded Talon Consortium welcomes all aboard their man o' war the ''Sanguine Leviathan'' to assist with combating the pirates that infest the Sea of Mists.
|-
|04/04/2023
|Investigating the Carmine Triumph, cont.
|Vandraxas provided documents for us to scour, including shipping manifests, to discover what happened to the Carmine Triumph.
|-
|03/31/2023
|Fishing Contest! And something more..
|Winners: Syari, Yardie. Not Winners: The First Mate Yanias, who suspiciously lied and is nowhere to be found! Stay tuned!
|-
|03/25/2023
|Memorial for the Carmine Triumph's crew
|(Not a Wednesday.)
|-
|03/17/2023
|Wyverns Try Friday..Again!
|Interested parties reviewed the lost ship the Carmine Triumph's manifests. The erstwhile First Mate arrives, sorrowed by the apparent loss of her comrades. A memorial is declared next week in Mistwatch.
|-
|03/10/2023
|Wyverns Try Friday
|Touring the Spirit of the Mists. Additionally, word arrives of a GTC ship lost at sea.
|-
|03/01/2023
|Noble Spirit Awards
|Winners: Yardie, Faerinn, Yavs/Yukito
|-
|02/22/2023
|A View to a Kill
|Honor and glory in the Duskruin Arena!
|-
|02/15/2023
|For Your Eyes Only - Duskruin Charades
|Winners: Tikba, Yardie, Agathelia
|-
|02/08/2023
|Tea and Sympathy: Redux
|Notes: A solemn night of reflection and solidarity at Misted Serenity in Ta'Illistim for the current state of affairs.
|-
|02/01/2023
|It's Dangerous to Go Alone
|Notes: An evening of patrols along Aradhul Road
|-
|01/25/2023
|Capped Night at the Academy Run
|Winners: Kreinos for finding the last artifact
|-
|01/18/2023
|Fishing Tournament at the Mistydeep Docks
|Winners: Orssus, Yardie and Aphaedra
|-
|01/11/2023
|Ta'Vaalor, the World and You
|A public discussion about the state of Vaalor's political concerns.
|-
|01/04/2023
|Dinner at the Gilded Pavilion
|Vaalor welcomed the Icemule Delegates in a show of hospitality.
|}<section end=previous wyvern wednesdays 2023 />
</div>
<div class="mw-customtoggle-2022" style="overflow:auto;color:#0000FF">2022</div>
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{| cellpadding=4 class="alternating" style="font-size: 95%; margin: 1em; background-color: #f9f9f9; border: none; border-collapse: collapse; outline: 1px #aaa solid;"
|- style="padding: 0.3em 0.4em; background-color: #ddd; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"
! Date
! Event
! Notes
|-
|12/28/2022
|Gilded Talon Patrol
|Guarding the Sea of Mists from pirates and ghost ships.
|-
|12/27/2022
|Bonus Tuesday: Snowball fight!
|Winners: Everyone!
|-
|12/21/2022
|Snow Sculpture Contest
|Winner: Vyctus
|-
|12/14/2022
|Socks for Soldiers
|Continuing the long-standing tradition of supplying knitted socks to active Legionnaires.
|-
|11/9/2022
|A Welcome Respite
|Casual gathering for darts and drinks at the Hunter's Respite in the Ravelin.
|-
|11/2/2022
|Bonfire Gathering
|Casting away what we wish to leave behind as Winter approaches.
|-
|10/12/2022
|Naidem Fishing Tournament
|Winners: Yukito, Missoni, Yardie
|-
|09/28/2022
|Know Your Neighbor
|Week 4
|-
|09/21/2022
|Know Your Neighbor
|Week 3
|-
|09/14/2022
|Know Your Neighbor
|Week 2
|-
|09/07/2022
|Know Your Neighbor
|Week 1
|-
|08/17/2022
|Poker Dice
|Playing poker dice with Duskruin vouchers for all winners!
|-
|08/10/2022
|Summer Fishing Tournament
|Winners: Length - Tabubu; Weight - Beldannon; Number - Beldannon
|-
|08/03/2022
|Bonfire gathering at Hunter's Respite
|Shanks are for cooking.
|-
|07/27/2022
|Ice cream social at Misted Serenity
|I screamed, you screamed, we all screamed for ice cream.
|-
|07/20/2022
|Northern Ardenai Spiritcaller/Taking Root Conclusion
|Wedding is OFF!
|-
|07/06/2022
|Model (Not toy!) Jousting Tournament
|Champion: Alosaka
|-
|06/22/2022
|Ardenai Weaving
|Hosted by Solvei Aeldrish Ardenai
|-
|06/15/2022
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: Mounts and Riding
|-
|06/08/2022
|Tales of Jousting and Horsemanship
|Agathilea won a prize for best dressed, and Alosaka for his story although it did not include horses.
|-
|06/01/2022
|Discussion of Summer Plans
|Tied In With [[Taking Root (Player-Run Storyline)]]
|-
|04/13/2022
|Spring Fishing Tourney
|Cancelled due to lack of participation
|-
|03/23/2022
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: Springtime
|-
|03/16/2022
|Darts Practice
|Casual darts and conversation at the Hunter's Respite
|-
|03/09/2022
|Tiles of Chance
|Win Lord Anduin's Money! (Nobody did. *laughs in one-percenter*)
|-
|02/23/2022
|Enemy Mine
|Theme: Duskruin Arena
|-
|02/16/2022
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: War (Duskruin Arena)
|-
|02/09/2022
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: Love (Voaris and Laethe)
|-
|01/19/2022
|Myths, stories, and conspiracy theories
|Is there a story or myth that you know is probably not true but you still love? Are there any conspiracy theories that you feel have some merit?
|-
|01/12/2022
|Sack of Lies
|Winners: Arenglae, Agathilea
|-
|01/05/2022
|Fortune Telling
|Uniana reading the Nalfein Black Rose Deck; Silima reading a Seer's Crystal.
|}<section end=previous wyvern wednesdays 2022 />
</div>

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{| cellpadding=4 class="alternating" style="font-size: 95%; margin: 1em; background-color: #f9f9f9; border: none; border-collapse: collapse; outline: 1px #aaa solid;"
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! Date
! Event
! Notes
|-
|12/29/2021
|Darts Tournamanent - Killer
|Winner: Corlyne
|-
|12/22/2021
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: Winter Festivities
|-
|12/15/2021
|Sock It Toe Me
|Knitting socks as Solstice gifts to Legionnaires
|-
|12/08/2021
|Vaalorian Vineyards
|Wine discussion and tasting at Stacked Vintners
|-
|12/01/2021
|Fishing Tournament
|Winners: Kayse, Yardie, Vyctus
|-
|11/24/2021
|What nourishes you?
|Tea and roleplaying to answer the aforementioned prompt
|-
|11/17/2021
|To Be Honest!
|Game hosted by Uniana Le'Gondren
|-
|11/10/2021
|Apple Harvest
|Harvesting apples and roleplaying in the orchard
|-
|11/03/2021
|OOC Ta'Vaalor Meeting
|An unofficial OOC meeting to discuss RP in Ta'Vaalor
|-
|10/13/2021
|Categor'Aies
|Theme: Ebon Gate
|-
|09/08/2021
|Imbibe and Inspire
|Lord Teveriel Anduin hosts storytelling about conquest and bravery.
|-
|08/25/2021
|Stocking the Ballistas
|Helping the Crimson Legion chop trees and cut wood for Vaalor's defenses.
|-
|}<section end=previous wyvern wednesdays 2021 />
</div>

[[Category:Ta'Vaalor]][[Category:Player-run events]]

Category:Opportunistic Strife

2024-01-23T21:13:41Z

GREATFALLS: added vignette link

==Summary==
The Opportunistic storyline began in April 2023 and is an ongoing storyline. The storyline is focused in the [[Elven Nations]] in the city-state of [[Ta'Vaalor]] and the nearby port of [[Mistwatch]].

===Chapter 1 - [[Olaesta]] to [[Ivastaen]], 5123===
To view the Chapter 1 Synopsis, click <span class="mw-customtoggle-chapter1" role="link" style="color:#0000ff">'''here'''</span>.
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*On the 2nd of Olaesta, Lady Nueleth was missing a shipment for [[The Woodsman's Chisel]]. Local adventurers helped her locate the shipment in Mistwatch, where a band of thieves was attempting to lift the shipment from a trader. They were able to eliminate the threat and escort the trader and the shipment to the [[Ravelin]].
*Pirates harass the ports of Mistwatch, running afoul of several adventurers before fleeing on their ship.
*High Legionnaire [[Aureliano_(prime)|Aureliano]] encounters more pirates at the port, summoning the Crimson Legion Reserves and other defenders to his aid. They question the portmaster, who mentions that there has been a great deal of complaints about increased pirate activity in the nearby seas.
*As an impending storm brewed over Ta'Vaalor, the road to Mistwatch was once again besieged by bandits. Simultaneously, pirates attacked Mistwatch. The defenders were able to subdue a bandit, and with the aid of [[Avawren_(prime)|Avawren]]'s empathetic abilities, question him to find out he was part of a group called the Poisonous Lunatics who said they were simply capitalizing on the distraction of the pirate attack.
*A brawl breaks out in the Airmen's Rest while [[Igges]] is working. Pirate [[Shteve]] has been accused of cheating at dice. After the offending pirates are removed, Shteve is questioned about his dealings with these pirates. He claims to have only been traveling with them, unaware that they were "those kind of pirates." After being vouched for by [[Yardie_(prime)|Yardie]], he is released from [[Crimson Legion]] custody.
*Adventurer Gwynek fends off another pirate attack at Mistwatch.
*An unnamed contact reveals to [[Yardie_(prime)|Yardie]] that the Poisonous Lunatics fell apart due to heavy losses sustained during their raids, but indicates that there are numerous groups attempting to fill the void, most notably the Cobalt Viper Company.
*Legionnaire Captain Tyavasinne states that her father, a Council of Regents member, is working on a defense proposal after being contacted by [[Teveriel_(prime)|Teveriel]].</div>

===Chapter 2 - [[Koaratos]], 5123===
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*Heavy furls of smoke past Neartofar Forest lead [[Ta'Vaalor]] locals to find a band of cobalt-masked bandits harassing traders on Neartofar Road, near Mistwatch.
*After a week of patrols, the cobalt-clad bandits strike again, continuing to assault traders. Legionnaire Captain Tyavasinne joins the bands of defenders and helps push back the attackers, who retreat for a second time into the forest. The defenders note that they seem to have grown in strength, employing the use of potent nature magic in their offense.
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==Cast of Characters==
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* Tyavasinne Ghiran - Legionnaire Captain, Crimson Legion
* [[Shteve]] - a completely innocent bystander
* Poisonous Lunatics - disbanded bandit group
* Cobalt Viper Company - bandit group
* "M" - an unnamed contact
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==Official Vignettes==
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* [[Opportunistic Strife (storyline)/A Threatening Letter to the Sovereign (vignette)|A Threatening Letter to the Sovereign]] - 07-17-23
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==Character Vignettes==
* [[Yardie_(prime)/Antidote|Antidote]] by Yardie
* [[Teveriel_(prime)/Another_Letter_to_the_Sovereign|Another Letter to the Sovereign]] by Teveriel
* [[Agathilea_(prime)/Disturbing News|Disturbing News]] by Agathilea
* [[Teveriel_(prime)/A_Focusing_Task|A Focusing Task]] by Teveriel
* [[Uniana_(prime)/A Disturbing Lack of Confidence|A Disturbing Lack of Confidence]] by Uniana

==Logs==

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Uniana (prime)

2024-01-23T21:11:14Z

GREATFALLS:

[[Image:UnianaoftheNalfein.jpg|thumb|Uniana and her expansive thistle tattoo, illustrated by brighnasa.]]

[[Image:TeverielUniana.png|thumb|Uniana and Teveriel on their way to the Festival of the Fallen ball, illustrated by Ashley Lange.]]

'''Lady Uniana Anduin Nalfein''' is a prominent socialite and currently maintains partial citizenship in [[Ta'Vaalor]].

Uniana was the only child of Lady Vlienive and Lord Chengric Le’Gondren [[Nalfein]]. Her father a minor noble and aspiring vintner, her mother of an ancient noble house and a former courtesan. She is the cousin of [[Lysistrata]], [[Lear]] and [[Vyctus]] Scio on her mother's side.

When she had come of age she was inducted to the Order of the Lily, a revered training house for the courtesan arts, though it was alleged to create operatives in all matters of the clandestine. When it was discovered that she had a latent aptitude for manipulating air currents she briefly was put into their elemancer program but her ability to pull and weave the flows of essence was sloppy and she seemed uninterested in attempting to apply herself to their rigorous research requirements. Even still, more recently she became something of a student of Lord [[Veythorne]], prior to his reclusion, learning more about the theology of air as well as the physical properties of the element.

After graduating from the Order of the Lily, she spent several years entertaining and offering companionship to the upper echelons of the City-States' society. Hearsay suggests that sometime around 5102 her frequent trips to the West were due to her supposed involvement with the [[Dark Alliance]] and that she was perhaps intimately connected to the Painlord [[Eryael]]. It is rumored that at some point around 5107 Ta'Illistim put her on trial for her supposed crimes towards the City-State during the second [[Griffin Sword Saga|Griffin Sword War]]. This could explain her complete disappearance from society and the gossip that she was serving as a lady's maid. At the end of summer 5121 she reappeared into society on retainer under the mysterious "H". This would be her last assignation and she retired from her Order before the end of the year.

She married Lord [[Teveriel (prime)|Teveriel]] Anduin Vaalor on Ivastaen the Twenty-First of 5122 and using her passion of cartography and understanding of air currents serves as the Chief Navigator for his fleet.

===Appearance===

:You see Lady Uniana Le'Gondren Nalfein the Socialite.
:She appears to be an Elf.
:She is shorter than average. She appears to have come of age. She has violet-shadowed, pale lilac eyes and ivory skin. She has long, silky black cherry-hued hair twisted into loose ringlets. She has an unlined face and subtly arched eyebrows. Her soft lips are tinged with understated carmine.
:She has a thin scar of delicate intertwined thorns on her neck.
:She is in good shape.
:She is holding an alum-slated viridian silk fan in her right hand.
:She is wearing a fanning necklet of cabochon emeralds and minute black pearls, a shoulder-gathered emerald satin chiton with a dramatic plunging neckline, an upward terminating faenor cincher of wrought thorn vines, a domed rich viridian faenor signet ring, and some soft ebon suede ankle-tied sandals beaded with oblong nephrites.

:'''an alum-slated viridian silk fan'''
: ''Intricately etched to mimic the curve, length, and texture of a rose vine, three of the fan's alum slats are imbedded with tiny malachite chips, while the remaining three are carved into a twisted thorn shape. Viridian marbrinus silk stretches between beautifully wrought slats and is painted with a blooming ebon rose, whose petals are appliqued with crushed velvet. A pair of malachite cabochons is set within the alum handle, which is fitted with an ebon-veined viridian silk wrist strap.''

:'''a domed rich viridian faenor signet ring'''
: ''The signet is made of faenor in the design of an elven-style crest, divided in the imperial style. The background is composed of green jade with a single blood red spiral curling from the top to encompass a black rose. Set below the rose is a thistle of deep amethyst accented with hues of blood red, resting atop a black dagger. Flanked to the right side is a stalk of golden foxglove resting on an ebon wine goblet and to the left is a pure white lily with a blood red center.''

===Wedding Attire===

:You see Lady Uniana Anduin Nalfein.
:She appears to be an Elf.
:She is shorter than average and has a nipped waist silhouette. She appears to have come of age. She has violet-shadowed, pale lilac eyes and ivory skin. She has long, silky black cherry-hued hair falling about her body in fragile tufts with some speckled pale apple blossoms amid the large, soft curls. She has an unlined face and subtly arched eyebrows. Her soft lips are tinged with understated carmine. She has some helical nacreous vaalin chains adorned with some gold-dipped feathers dangling from her ears.
:She has a thin scar of delicate intertwined thorns on her neck.
:She is in good shape.
:She is holding a feathery silk-tied bouquet of vibrant greenery and pale blossoms in her left hand.
:She is wearing a hair-thin chain of electrum and nacre resting against the sternum, a long vert train of tonal silk forming dark-hearted roses and gilt-traced dragonstalks over a tiered-hem hunter green chiffon gown hung from two wispy diaphanous panels, a floriated petite lasimor band gracing the left ring finger, a voluminous jade silk dupioni underskirt warmed by honey sheens, and a pair of thick cork-heeled sandals secured by a cagelike array of gold samite straps.

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'''Sometime in 5105'''

It was in his nature to approach with humility but his demeanor now might even border on timid perhaps even fearful. After a lifetime of service and the multitude of times entering somewhere unheard, there was so much effort extended now into being respectful and quiet, almost silent. The study was darker than it should have been, a symptom of the prompt dismissal of any who dare to enter. The concentration of light was focused on a heavy wood desk. The silhouette of a fragile female elf leaned against the edge of the tabletop focused on what lay beneath.

Without looking up from the map that she so intently studied, her voice questioned with a tiredness she either couldn't manage to hide or no longer cared to, "what?"

The recent intruder offered in a gentle tone, "can I get you something? When was the last time you accepted a meal?"

Though her fist tightened her tone did not change as she repeated, "what is it?"

There was no getting around what had to be said and it felt like even a sigh of exasperation would be a wasted breath. He mustered all of the courage and strength that he had gained from being in the employ of such an infamous creature and explained, "The bank will loan no more on your credit and your accounts are exhausted. Perhaps it is time to consider calling off the expedition."

Finally, the female elf lifted her face and settled her heavy purple-toned gaze upon her servant. Her demeanor was neither cold nor angry, she spoke evenly almost as a matter of fact, "then levy the estates, the vineyard, the lake house, sell the galleon. Clean out every closet, every jewelry box, anything of value that is remotely in my possession."

As her servant opened his mouth in what was sure to be a cautious protest she cut him off and made her intent clear once again. "The only conclusion to this endeavor is finding Eryael Ladrinyth alive."
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''< Originally posted in 2005>

''Harsh, shrill air whipped over her face with a violent sting, bringing tears to her blood-shot eyes. The cold of the mountain made the muscles of her face burn deep into the nerves. With a hopeless sigh, she turned and looked at the darkness that surrounded her, icy crags shrouded in grey fog. It would not be much different than the maze exercises her Order had insisted that she practice. Her watery gaze studied the incline for an extended moment and then the lithe elf shut her eyes. Inside her mind a pattern developed --each twist and turn, each rock and ravine she would be able to surmount and comb through. After calculating erratically the position of where the Black Temple had fallen, she began her ascension up the Dragonspine.

''Her movement was sluggish as she trudged along in the deep snow, sinking into her knees with each step. The thin silk skirt that was draped over her legs was dampened by the wet fall. Like a thousand slivers digging into her feet, she could feel every crack and point of unleveled ground beneath her. Feebly, she tried to keep her hands warm by sheltering them within her sleeves but it was only a matter of hours before the painful sensations that plagued them were replaced with consuming numbness.

''It was difficult for her to focus on the white-capped peaks ahead, even where she stood now the wind howled and clawed at her exposed skin. She took a gasping breath of frozen air that made her lungs burn in her chest and cried out, agonized voice echoing among the looming alpines, “Eryael!”
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''Warm tears flooded her eyes until they breached the edges, succumbing to the frigid environment. Stumbling under a large conifer the girl huddled against the tree to shield herself from the unrelenting chill. The wind peeled at the layers of her cracked lips, while she parted them to murmur, “I will find you…”.''

'''Autumn 5105'''

How long had it been since she was found atop the side of the mountain? When she was found her extremities were a dark blue-purple with frostbite, malnourished and near completely under the influence of Zelia. She was recovering but her delicate elven features were now gaunt and sickly, her lips still healing from the deep chapped cracks. In the past months she spent most of her time laying on a chaise longue next to the window in her room that faced the Dragonspine. Days were spent in eerie silence as she looked at the mountain forlornly.

After all this time, she finally sent for him in the midst of getting her ringleted hair brushed. She did not dismiss her handmaiden as she spoke but neither turned to look at him either. “Is it true?”

He took a step where she reclined and nodded to dismiss the handmaiden. He claimed the brush from her before she left and began to pull through the black cherry-hued strands with a loving gentleness. “The City-State is calling in your loans,” pausing to add for clarity, “all of them.”

She made no sound but stretched out her legs from next to her, extending them to the end of the chaise. “Then we return home, for now,” she responded.

The hesitation was almost paralyzing as her servant spoke, “there is more. Our sources have stated they have seen a warrant being drafted at the magistrate’s office. They know that the expedition is not a recovery but a rescue. Evidence has mounted and it is only a matter of days before you are formally charged with treason and high-crimes against the Shining City. It seems reasonable that the Sapphire Guard will be at our door within the week.”

He couldn’t see her smile but he could hear the musing in her soft voice, “then we had better pack fast.”

The idle brushing continued as he delivered a grim counter, “we would have been safe from extradition had the state of the accounts not been so vast. The debt is nearly immeasurable. Nalfein will deliver us without hesitation.”

“Oh,” was the simple reply and it was followed by a length of silence with only the subtle rustle of the horsehair brush through her dark red hair. Then she sat up, pulling away and stated with no urgency, “have Samiel lay out the cardinal dupioni silk gown, the gold and eahnor pendant that goes with it. Then I want you to give whatever we have left to the remaining servants and dismiss them under the cover of night.” Standing up then, she turns towards her servant, “you have been the truest and given more than I ever had the right to ask for. There is a bottle in the cellar that is marked with a faint golden script near the bottom of the middle rack. Inside are the details of a seaside villa that has no ties to me or my family in the Bay of Black Pearls. It is yours with my deepest gratitude.” Another pause was taken so that she could place her hands upon his, clutching them around the brush. “This is my final ask of you and I will hear no retort.”

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'''Winter 5107'''

Her hands were bound with steel cuffs, it seemed unnecessary but also rather ironic. At least she could find some humor in the situation, if not a bit of flattery. As she shifted her small wrists in the heavy shackles a booming voice rang out in the small chamber.

“Uniana Le’Gondren Nalfein, you stand charged with treason against the City-State of Illistim, stimulating war against the Shining City, encouraging sorcery within the city walls, endangering the safety of others and aiding and abetting known war criminals. How do you plead?”

“Often and believably. Would you like to hear?” Uniana pulled her lips into a side-set grin.

Another voice came from off to the side, as Murstyr Javilerre quipped “Of course she wouldn’t take this seriously.”

Uniana shook her head. “I noticed there is no one recording this briefing but I would like to go on record that I appreciate Lord Javilerre’s forceful method of cuffing.” She raised her shackled wrists for emphasis and changed her gaze to focus directly on the aged elf and murmured lasciviously, “now I know where your son acquired his skills.”

Murstyr moved towards the small enclosed platform where she stood in a threatening manner before the commanding voice from before ordered, “Enough. The evidence against you is insurmountable. We have every believable argument to sentence you to death.” The voice took a pause while Uniana remained in silence looking into the darkened corners of the chamber unphased. “Though, you have curried favor with the Argent and at the suggestion of the Council of Thrones we offer you some conditions that will see your life spared in return for effective services.”

“Like what?” Uniana asked with her voice dripping with aloofness.

“Describe your familiarity with the sorcerer Mekthros Savius Faendryl?”

Her blood ran like fire and her voice became sharp and biting, “if you expect to me to sit in one of your dungeons playing a part in incriminating anyone but myself you should just kill me here and now. Death over bondage.”

A new voice, one distinctly feminine spoke out now, “ah, she’s just as melodramatic as was suggested.”

Uniana narrowed her eyes and retorted, “not unlike having a puppet court in a dark chamber with your interrogators in shadow.”

Another voice now, scholarly and low, explained “we are interested in your ability to record potentially illegal sorcerous activity within and without the city walls. There is mounting pressure after the events of the past years to ensure that we are aware of any potential individuals of concern. Your proximity and unfettered access to one of the most powerful and feared Faendryl sorcerers at present places you in a unique position.”

“To simply walk up and insert myself?” Uniana thought to herself. She knew that the Illistimi were problematic when it came to subterfuge but even this must seem poorly thought out.

“There is a prominent sorceress of a well-to-do family who is in need of a lady's maid and guide to Ta’Illistim. She coincidentally also is looking for an enchantress on retainer. She has agreed to pay a large amount of interest on your debts in order to take you into her service. You are to watch and report on any findings,” the female voice explained, “despite the manner of your recent apprehension it is said you are a master at discretion.”

Murstyr spoke again, “and there are additional conditions for this arrangement. You are to now and forever cease contact with anyone who ever had an association with the Dark Alliance, including family members. While under this agreement you are prohibited from performing any other,” he paused to emphasize disgust in the next word, “duties. You are simply a lady’s maid and an indentured enchantress. If there is any inclination that you are attempting to contact or signal someone with supposed ties to enemies of the City-State, it will be deathwort for both of you.”

A plea for death rose up in her throat. What life would that be? And what if a sorcerer conclave discovered what had she been doing? Most assuredly a fate worse than death. Then briefly, she felt it. The subtle pound of an alien heart within her chest, it was momentary but undeniable. She could almost hear the thumping. An echo of the connection that they once shared. Something to cling to. Something to live for.

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'''Summer 5121'''

“Fourteen years and nothing reported,” the voice outside her cell was heavy with anger.

“Fourteen years and nothing TO REPORT.” Uniana shouted with annoyance and laid her head back against the stone wall of her cell. “I told your Commander a year ago, kill me. I have no desire to waste away in this cell giving myself over to madness.”

“It will not be much longer now, Commander Javillerre requested your file this morning. You’ll be in the embrace of Gosaena before sunrise tomorrow.”

She didn’t want to give in to the fear or the taking stock of how she got here and what it all meant. Her regrets, her struggles, her joy, and triumphs were vacant now. She found solace in the fact that maybe that was true for everyone at the end. Her laments were mostly with regards to her cousin. Lysistrata was never overly tender but her words always provided a measure of strength to Uniana when she doubted herself and she desperately wished she could tell her how much her mentorship and guidance had meant. Somehow she still managed to feel embarrassed that she had never discovered the fate of Eryael.

She paused to quiet her mind and still her breath. Only one heartbeat. Her own lonely heart pumping with increasing speed at the threat of her anxiety.

A loud clatter made her recoil in fear. The gate to her cell was pulled open. A small box filled with her things was placed on the ground and then kicked inside. Atop her belongings was an elegantly scripted vellum letter sealed by a dark crimson wax imprinted with a storm griffin rending a deer. Her dirty hands pulled it apart with a frustrated curiosity.

''Lady Uniana Le’Gondren Nalfein,

''I await you at the garden shrine. This is not a request.''

''- H''

Her lips parted into an open-mouth smile as she let out a pant of relief that ended up sounding more like a chuckle.

''Some things never change.''

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'''Imaerasta 5121'''

Fifteen years. It had been fifteen years since she last attended a ball. She had danced with Teveriel then too though she couldn’t quite remember the whole of the details. There wasn’t much to note at the time; it was just another event in a string of balls that she would attend for the social season. The most she recounted was a masquerade in Ta’Illistim and she recalled she had a metallic lace rose mask fashioned especially. They were still enemies at the time, sharing a dance under veiled pretense of civility. A small piece of her had hoped that the ball to honor the fallen would serve as an opportunity to rewrite a history that should have been. But her story was never much intended to be a fairy tale and she knew as much.

The events of last night would serve as an opportunity. She had let her guard down, she felt too safe in Ta’Vaalor. Too safe under the eyes of the Legion. A mistake that would be immediately corrected. Today she was awake early, not in the typical way where she was restless and cursing Ronan. This morning, she woke with purpose and found Teveriel still asleep on the divan where Hanshayr had deposited him last night. She fetched a folded blanket from a cabinet, draped it over him and then departed the chalet. He was awake when she returned carrying a large object with a canvas shroud in her hand. Other packages followed behind her, a couple members of the household staff ushering them in. She called for them to be taken to the kitchen and have all that was presently in the pantry and larder tossed out. Though she briefly considered if she could season, preserve and package it and have it delivered to the Obsidian Tower in the West.

Then she greeted him, setting the object down on the floor next to the divan. She inquired into his current state and gave him a slow, chaste kiss on the forehead, then held her cheek there to check the warmth. Seeming pleased with his progress of recovery she'd call for his breakfast - a large plate of poached eggs covered in sliced beetroot and a herbaceous green sauce served with a chilled glass of pomegranate juice. As he went to reach for a fork she halted him, pulled the cover off the large object and revealed an alert, small sparrowhawk in a gilt-frosted iron cage. She took the silverware and cut a tiny piece from the side of his eggs and placed it in the cage, watching the bird devour it. Taking the spoon she dotted it into the juice and allowed the bird to nip at the dark liquid. Sitting in silence for a moment she watched the bird keenly, before nodding in approval, "I'll see a clean spoon is brought up." She offered him a kind smile and went off to tend to more fortifications to ensure the chalet would remain a safe haven in a city where she no longer felt safe.

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'''Imaerasta 5121'''

She was up early, again. Not troubled or restless, she could see the path before her clearly and resolutely. The bower had grown too cold as it seemed the snowfall had continued throughout the night. After tea was delivered and the fire tended she gathered a fur robe about herself and leaned up against the mullioned windows, her violet-haunted gaze focused on the glade below.

Teveriel had probably been up for hours at this point but you wouldn’t know it by the swing of his arm as he cut through the air with his blunted sword. His aim was true time and time again, slashing into a barkless tree marked with notches to represent the heights of various enemies. There was a new notch this morning, one towering above the others and he seemed to swing relentlessly at it with grim determination.

“The berserker,” she thought as she adjusted the teacup in her hands to palm the bottom of it while her other steadied the handle, taking a pause to flex her fingers and release some of the stiffness. No doubt this was a result of her attempting to aid Akenna last night with the imbuing of runes. Such tedious work, manipulating the elements. Not like people.

The flurry of hacking sounds pulled her from her thoughts as Teveriel made a rapid assault against the tree. She knew the idea of Zerroth’s return had brought him dark thoughts and opened old wounds that never really healed. But that wasn’t all the news there was to consider. Her carmine lips pulled into a faint smile before she took another sip of tea. She longed to have this chapter concluded and return east. There was so much to do. Parties to plan, dinners to host as the festive season drew near.

And then there was her harp. People had said before that she was something of an artist at it. She'd like to earn that title once more.

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'''Jastatos 5121'''

'''Who would she reunite with if given the chance?'''

Her mother? No. She doesn’t need to see all the ways she’s failed. Let her rest.

Eryael? Well, he doesn’t really seem to be dead now. Makes that answer a bit easier.

But what about...oh yes, ''him''. And then she thought about his funeral.

It was a typical day and she was bringing up a tray to her Mistress. The paper had been folded neatly, placed off to the side as she had done morning after morning but today when she reached the top of the stairs it slipped down and became a clump on the floor. Bending down to pick it up, she tried to crease it neatly the way it had been folded before when she took note of a headline along the corner: “SUPPOSED DEMONOLOGIST FROM NALFEIN SUCCUMBS TO FAILED SUMMONING”

She left the tray unattended on a nearby console table as she reviewed the details of the article. The facts were murky enough but his name was there and that he would be sent back home for a private funeral.

''They executed him.''

She had heard rumors that his name had come up numerous times in the treason and sedition trials following the war. She had seen him manipulate the forces beyond a hundred times and his power over them was confident, even aloof. He would have never lost control.

''They wouldn’t suffer a sorcerer.''

His family probably paid good money to keep the real cause from public record and this helped shape the continued narrative of the Shining City, that demons were dangerous and unyielding, even to pure elves.

Reclaiming her composure, she delivered her mistress her breakfast, paper neatly folded on the side and then requested a brief leave to visit her ailing great aunt in Ta’Nalfein. During the whole of her trip she was shadowed by a lithe figure in a dark cobalt silk cloak. The Sapphire Guard wasn’t being subtle, they didn’t need to be, but then again whoever was assigned to this task probably wasn’t exactly operating as one of their best.

The day of the funeral she made her way down into the kitchen of her aunt’s townhouse. She did have an aunt in Ta’Nalfein, though she was more alcoholic than ailing. And she wasn’t even staying here at the townhouse. Nothing made Uniana come to terms with her fallen status in society as much as the fact that her own great aunt would not receive her at the family estate but rather kept her at one of her minor properties, like she was some lukewarm acquaintance or passing merchant. Uniana vowed that if she lived through this ordeal she would ensure her status among her family and society would be elevated once more.

''If.'' He certainly didn’t make it out alive.

She grabbed one of the aprons and a plain leather-backed chainsil cloak from off one of the hooks near the backdoor and quietly made her way down the var, head lowered in discretion and possibly shame. The sidegate that led to his family’s garden was left open so that visitors could pay their respects but when she came upon the gathering there were only two males, about his age, dressed in plainish mourning clothes, a half-elf who was in brigandine and his mother. She had met his mother once. Uniana found her kind and smart, real smart. Not some kind of Nalfein feigned intelligence where you read a bit about this or that so you can manage conversations at parties but rather brilliant.

She looked so frail now, pouring loam and ash over a newly dug mound. Next to the smallish mound was a stone of ebony marble and Uniana could determine that it might have been rimmed in black ora but she didn’t dare get closer to the gathering. She remained near the gate out of both respect and fear. This was her fault. He was her mark. She had brought him to the Dark Alliance. She made his mother childless.

It wasn’t all a game to her though. Uniana was actually quite fond of him. He took things easily and he was powerful, a bit of a scoundrel but ever clinging to his elven superiority. There may have even been love between them if they could ever stop using each other.

The small group began to walk back towards the main house, the mother stopped to consider Uniana at a distance but turned away.
''
She doesn’t recognize me.''

Why would she? Uniana was concealed in outerwear suited only for the scullery and the dress underneath was an ill-fitted hand-me-down from her mistress who never used proper Elven tailors. Uniana took the opportunity to draw near the loose soil and she could see now that the small plaque had his name and had a tiny fragment of his runestaff contained within. From within the pocket of her loose dress she removed a single cutout snowflake crafted from dull metallic parchment. The necklace he had given her was long since sold for whatever meager silver it would have fetched but she still felt sentimental about it. And the ball where she wore it and after, the first time they kissed, even if it was all pretense.

He was by no means innocent but did he deserve this? Did he hate her for it all? Was any of it worth it? She didn’t deserve those questions answered though. If she could bring him back for one night, for the Eve of the Reunion, it wouldn’t be to calculate the cost of her deeds. She’d simply ask if he had a message for his mother.

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'''Eve of the Reunion 5121'''

As they raced down the pier Teveriel called for the crew to begin cutting the lines. The entire dock rolled under the swell of water that came in fast, continuous waves. The onslaught of rain in the whipping wind and the blinding flashes made it nearly impossible to see and Uniana was certain if she hadn't made the journey across the gangplank numerous times before she would have lost her footing. She kept a close grip on Yukito as Teveriel ushered both of them from a sentinel position in the rear.

As soon as they were aboard the ship lurched away from the dock, the sails flapping in the wind. Teveriel ordered the capstan up and Uniana saw Yukito positioned safely below deck. When she got to the helm she questioned their departure but Teveriel assessed rightly that they had no time to spare. To punctuate his statement a crashing wave came over the railing and forced the ship against the dock briefly. Uniana pulled the wheel away and managed to give Teveriel a fearful glance but he confidently assured her, "she will hold." He captained the crew to adjust the sails to catch the frightful wind and they instantly pulled away from the structure.

Goliath waves crashed into the island as they sailed north and away from the doomed land. The peril was far from over as they struggled to navigate the storm. At one point Uniana realized they had been going west again for the better part of half hour but was able to chart them back to the northeast. A few hours into their journey the storm gave way to a gentle, though constant, rain. Uniana took the opportunity to tie the wheel off and give her hands a rest. She went below deck and had tea brewed for herself, the captain and their guests. Before she went back to attend her duties she offered Yukito a blanket and encouraged him to find some real rest.

Dawn broke on the horizon but it only lit the clouds from behind, doing nothing to cease the rains. Before midday they reached their port and Calepher was as good as his word. Upon pulling into the bustling port of Ta'Loenthra, a skiff bearing a silver-harp on a purple sail came out to meet them. They were not permitted to dock but they were granted permission to anchor, supply and take rest for the evening. When morning came it did not go unnoticed that somehow Teveriel had smuggled aboard some artisan pastries and fresh coffee. Then while the crew prepared the ship for the exhausting voyage back to the West the trio of them leaned against the railing of the Blue Fortress, sipping their coffee and watching the sun come up in a clear sky for the first time in what seemed to be the better part of a month.

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'''Eoantos 5121'''

She had met with “H” all of three times before this encounter and each time he had used his intimidating presence to establish the nature of their relationship. He was in absolute control, he knew her movements, he knew things she assumed she had whispered in empty rooms and the way he regarded the things she said with a questioning, imperious glare made her feel as though he could sense her innermost thoughts. It made her wonder if he hadn’t a student or two of Harith in his service as well.

Even still, there was something to be said for the way he deferred to her insight or recommendations about how to rally or connect with the pockets of elves who privately acknowledged Mularos as their patron. He knew that she was a lynchpin to Eryael and if Eryael accomplished nothing else he fostered a new era of Mularosian worship in the City-States. Politicians, nobility, commanders --though without leadership these silent proselytes were floundering. They were in need of a sycophant and “H” was just the type to take up the mantle or at least instill a puppet figurehead.

That’s where the necessity of Eryael’s fate came in. Too many of them were even still under somewhat of his spell, much like Uniana. They required closure before they could possibly consider accepting a new head of their sects. No one would have been more knowledgeable or better equipped to discover the truth of his fate besides one of his soulbonds, Uniana. Uniana, who had spent years searching amongst the rubble of the Black Temple. Uniana, who had learned cartography to better understand the layout of the Dragonspine. Uniana, who studied under Lord Veythorne to learn more of wind currents and possible trajectories of debris on that day. Uniana, who still bore his mark with as much pride as one would display a wedding ring.

“The terms you had placed on my contract are complete,” she offered in the dark office that smelled of bourbon, velvetier and freshly-inked parchment. There was no lingering hint of roses in this room and she wondered if that would begin to dissipate from the other rooms of the estate as well. She reiterated to him the details she had collected and her own interpretation for him, “he is not dead but he is not on this plane. If you wish to commune with him I would recommend finding the best painters, vocalists and musicians and watching them. He will look for beauty and creativity as an anchor, only ones that are born of suffering and anguish. Though they have to be the very best, they would have to make Eorgina inclined to steal them away to build a second Li'aerion.”

“H” made no immediate reaction but drummed his fingers along a vellum that rested atop his desk. “Eager to have your new paramour buy you out from the Order hrm? And what of Eryael, will you try to lure him back? You’re artistically inclined or at least the documents suggest.” He paused his hand and regarded her with a cruel smile, “I’ve never had the pleasure.”

She opted not to address his second question and instead correct him on the details of his first, “the Order of the Lily does not deal in slavery or indentured servitude, I am free to resign at will. However, Lord Anduin is offering them a fair amount to ensure that we part amicably. Though my worth to them is obviously diminished along with my credibility.”

“H” offered her a dark smile. “Yes, a bit of a novelty now, aren’t you? No longer a main attraction. Still my contacts at the bank suggest that Lord Anduin is pulling together a prince’s ransom. At least someone still thinks you are worth that kind of trouble. Are you?”

Uniana didn’t respond, keeping her expressionless gaze on him.

“H” stood from behind his desk in a precise, clipped motion. He announced, “well then, there is one more bit of business to conclude. You will join me in the garden,” he gestured behind her towards the door and added with a barely suppressed maliciousness, “I trust you remember the way, if not, permit me to '''show''' you.”

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'''A letter crafted in the middle of the night on Phoenatos 28th, 5121.'''

''The folded parchment bears no other detail on it except the word “Diamond” in a neat, black ink across the front''

I apologize for not writing again since the sentence was commuted. It is difficult to ensure that these will get to you without the risk of any obtrusion. I have found myself in the West for the time being. Making contact with old connections for old purposes.

You were always my council, my heart and head are never to be trusted. I worry that my time away has made me soft and weak. The long years are giving me a desire to resign myself from all this wretched business. Is that pathetic? If I do press forward am I being stubborn? A part of me feels like I have already invested so much, I have to see an end.

Dear, I find myself questioning if I am foolish. What kind of madness am I infected with that I would continue to give myself to this thankless cause? Isn’t everything I lost enough of a reason to abandon my foolish need for closure? For resolution? There is another aspect of all this too, one I dare not even put down on the page lest the documentation of it makes it more real.

I would give anything to be in your radiant presence again but for now your words will more than suffice.

Your Loving Cousin,

Ruby

'''A letter crafted in the morning on Eoantos 23rd, 5121.'''

''Uniana held her quill above the parchment and considered for a moment that she should write the following in their coded hand. Upon further reflection, the nature of the letter spoke to honesty and the absence of clandestine operations in her life, so she wrote freely in Elven.''

Beloved Cousin,

I hope this finds you ever radiant and in proud spirits. Vyctus seems to be thriving with his naval endeavors and I hear that Lear is once more the talk of the Ardenai court with his charm and steady aim.

By now you have learned that I have left the Order of the Lily, my last contract fulfilled and myself now retired. My credibility amongst certain circles tarnished after my exposed allegiance during the war, my movements would never hold the power they once did. At least not as a courtesan.

And that brings to the point of this letter. These last few months I have been keeping the company of Lord Teveriel Anduin, who you know to be of good character and renowned as a hero among his house. He has inherited the title and estates of his father after his passing during the war. Some fifteen years ago we were so much in each other’s orbit but now the pull is undeniable. As the matriarch of our house, I seek your blessing if there is the opportunity for a formal alliance.

''The fine scripting on the vellum becomes a bit less neat.''

I know I have not always brought honor to our family and so your council in this matter will be heeded.

With Love,

Uniana

''She took great care once more as she addressed the front with “Lady Lysistrata Scio”''

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The fires in the grand hall were roaring but only the loudest pops and crackles were heard over the litany of conversations and the upbeat, rhythmic playing of the orchestra. Everywhere she looked were glittering metallic ornaments and ladies garbed in rich jewel toned velvet. Her own gown felt unnecessarily warm between the barrage of the fires and the density of the crowded room. It made her feel flush or perhaps that was the passing smile of a familiar face across the room.

Evergreen and gingerbread hung heavy in the air and she could almost taste the cinnamon and nutmeg of the mulled wine. Almost. Because none of this was real. Just another meditative daydream in an effort to escape the grim reality of her cold, dark cell somewhere in the labyrinthian building of the Ta'Illistim Keep. The pleasant noise of her dream was replaced by the constant patter of dripping water from the ceiling. A soft sob could be heard from down the hall within another cell. Uniana rolled on her cot and shut her eyes, trying not curse Ronan for the thousandth time. She hoped briefly that execution would come quickly, she couldn't take another winter in solitude. ''She wouldn't.''

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It was the sixth evening of their honeymoon in Ta’Nalfein and everything in her soul called to Uniana to remain in their shared bed. Yet, who knew when they would return to Ta'Nalfein again. At least some business would require her attention before more pleasure. She had made time to dive deeper into the organization known as the Sparrows of the Night Queen, she and her new husband had visited some family and prominent shops and that left one final distraction.

She had barely put her feet on the floor when her husband asked with a hint of disappointment, "you still mean to go then?" Her dark curls shifted subtly around her face as she nodded wordlessly which prompted him to rise as well. They dressed in cloaks with encompassing hoods and made their way to the distant side of the city to a small domed basilica trimmed in ivory marble.

The curved doors were open allowing for the quiet interior to be cooled by the sea air. Uniana stepped in first followed by Teveriel who narrowed his eyes as he studied the dim sanctuary. Uniana had no sooner pushed back her hood when a robed figure approached, arms outstretched. "I was hoping you would pay us a visit," the older elf's voice was warm and his demeanor full of familiarity. Uniana embraced him and he put an arm around her, nodding over to Teveriel. "You are very welcome here, Lord of Vaalor."

The older elf and Uniana began to walk down the aisle that led to the altar. Teveriel shifted a moment and considered following them but opted to sit and allow the two a private reunion. Teveriel watched them as they whispered back and forth with smiles, his own lips set firm with displeasure as they drew closer to an ivory statue of an elf with rose vines binding his wrists, the thorns piercing into the stone with such detail that it appeared as pliable flesh.

The duo bowed their heads before the statue and continued in muted conversation. The priest disappeared and returned, taking Uniana by the arm as he escorted her back to Teveriel who could now hear some of their conversation.

"We didn't win," the priest said emotionlessly, "and yet we did not lose. You are a good ambassador, you could have been a good scion but that was not your path," and the priest looked out into the pews to Teveriel who sat in a terse silence. "You are in a cycle of pleasure and beauty, doesn't the pain and loss you felt make it all the sweeter?" He did not let Uniana answer, "I have something for you. You earned it. You can walk in the light but the shadow of Lornon will always welcome you."

He opened a small box of night-dark glass rimmed in pearls that were just as black. Even as he opened it the jeweled item inside sparkled in the sparse light. His aged hands held it reverently and he lifted it to crown her. As it blended into Uniana's dark cherry curls the blazestar halo began to fade away and her form was bathed in a muted crimson essence. Teveriel took in a deep, steading breath.

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==Storyline Vignettes==

[[/Can't Be Washed Away | Can't Be Washed Away]]<br>
[[/Mapping The Future | Mapping The Future]]<br>
[[/Dark Water | Dark Water]]<br>
[[/An Oblique Fracture | An Oblique Fracture]]<br>
[[/A Disturbing Lack of Confidence | A Disturbing Lack of Confidence]]

==Lore Contributions==

[[/Fanning the Spark of Dissent: An Introduction to the Sparrows of the Night Queen | Fanning the Spark of Dissent: An Introduction to the Sparrows of the Night Queen]]

[[/Vaalorian Coastline Myth | Vaalorian Coastline Myth]]

[[/Socks for Soldiers | Socks for Soldiers]]

[[Hiemaltide| A Glimpse into the Ardenai Celebration of Hiemaltide]]

[[Category: Player Characters]]
[[Category: Prime player characters]]
[[Category: Ta'Vaalor player characters]]
[[Category: Elf player characters]]
[[Category: Nalfein player characters]]

Uniana (prime)/A Disturbing Lack of Confidence

2024-01-23T21:07:54Z

GREATFALLS: Created page with "''During a couple of weeks of Phoenatos 5123, Uniana traveled to Ta'Nalfein to secure contracts between the Gilded Talon from the Eastern Seaboard Collective of Traders. She also used these meetings in an attempt to gather information about greater concerns regarding the lack of security and support from King Qalinor and his government with regards to Mistwatch and the eastern seaboard.'' As she approached the garden table set for lunch he noticed how golden her skin ha..."

''During a couple of weeks of Phoenatos 5123, Uniana traveled to Ta'Nalfein to secure contracts between the Gilded Talon from the Eastern Seaboard Collective of Traders. She also used these meetings in an attempt to gather information about greater concerns regarding the lack of security and support from King Qalinor and his government with regards to Mistwatch and the eastern seaboard.''

As she approached the garden table set for lunch he noticed how golden her skin had gotten, something he missed in welcoming her home the night before after their prolonged separation. But now in the light of day, he could see against the soft jade silk of her chiton how the sun had warmed the tone of her pale flesh.

"I see you enjoyed the pleasures of the Talsen Lakes well enough during your trip," he quipped before taking a drink of lemonade.

Uniana leaned in to kiss the cheek of her husband before taking a seat next to him, looking over the light afternoon spread. "I did some work," she responded wryly. She reached out to spoon a salad of acistira leaves laced with maedatha goat cheese onto her plate before continuing, "we have secured a triad of new contracts from the collective, others were hesitant as they feel we are too closely aligned to the Crown's interests."

Teveriel drew his mouth into an even line, his wife knowing that it was meant as an expression of disdain. "As if the Sovereign's interests are not the safety and well-being of all who set foot within his realm."

She sighed and rested her silverware against the fine porcelain of her plate. He took note of her hesitation and instructed gently, "I would hear it all."

"I do not know who but one of the Council of Regents has vocalized no confidence in Qalinor," she added to clarify the poignancy of the revelation, "enough that it could be faithfully repeated to me though the source would not reveal them by name."

Teveriel threaded his fingers on the table, grounding his thoughts momentarily. "For a variety of reasons, the path forward is clear. We must discover -who-."

[[category: Opportunistic Strife]]

Opportunistic Strife (storyline)/2024-01-21 - Vanathys visits King's Court (log)

2024-01-23T20:54:54Z

GREATFALLS: per Casil's approval, added appropriate storyline category

This log is from Ta'Vaalor on 01-21-2024 from the viewpoint of [[Uniana (prime)|Uniana]].

(Ambients prior to Vanathys' arrival)
:A pair of well-dressed elven ladies converse beneath some maple trees. "I heard he's reluctant until all this business with that boy and Ardtin is resolved," the taller one says. After an understanding nod, the other adds grimly, "Hopefully the former isn't inadvertently our fault. I'd hate for that to complicate things." The pair glances around and then lowers the rest of the conversation into hushed whispers.

:A bandon of soldiers marches west in pairs. Snippets of quiet chatter sound above the rhythmic pounding of their boots on the cobblestones. "--scouts to the south ran into a couple." "--socks are going to be wet for days from--" "--no answers yet from the one they--"

Vanathys just arrived.

:You see Botanist Vanathys.
:He appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
:He is taller than average and has a lean, athletic physique. He appears to have come of age. He has darkly lined, almond-shaped indigo eyes and golden bronze skin. He has long, sun-kissed sandy blonde hair twisted into a loose, disheveled bun, with wavy strands escaping to frame his face. He has a gently angled face, a slim, upturned nose and a well-defined jawline. A pair of small scars cuts through the pale arch of his right eyebrow.
:He is in good shape.
:He is wearing a neutral plaid scarf looped about his neck, a vine-carved sephwir longbow slung over his shoulder, a flora-branded myrtle suede back quiver with crossed chest straps, a hip-length taupe suede jacket laced to the elbows, a sage vicuna tunic with a central panel of foliated brocade, a rectangular brushed nubuck kit, a slim pair of chocolate leather pants riveted in ivory roses, and some cire leather boots lightly caked in soil.

You respectfully greet, "Good evening, Vanathys."

Vanathys greets, "Good evening, Lady Anduin."

Speaking to Vanathys, Krystalena says, "Good eve."

Krystalena smiles.

Speaking respectfully to Krystalena, Vanathys greets, "Legionnaire."

You cheerfully observe, "You've been hunting!"

Squire Legionnaire Aylysha's group just arrived.

Vanathys dryly remarks, "Not sure I would call it hunting."

You suggest, "Sporting? Birding?"

Laermeluion nods to Vanathys in greeting.

Speaking to Krystalena, Aylysha says, "There we go."

Orssus chuckles.

Vanathys ponders.

Vanathys says, "Guarding."

You curiously repeat, "Guarding."

You gaze with interest at Vanathys.

Vanathys says, "Mm. Some unwanted visitors yesterday."

Aylysha says, "True."

Speaking to you, Laermeluion says, "We did check the darkwoode area, and the area with the bobcats as well."

You worriedly ask, "Did they bother the shop?"

You nod understandingly at Laermeluion.

Aylysha says, "I would think not, that guard in the shop should deter most pirates."

Vanathys says, "Not the shop. They wandered onto my... ah, property. And from what Prisys has told me, into the compound."

You frown at Vanathys.

You quickly ask, "That's awful, is everyone alright?"

Vanathys adds, "Not sure where they thought they were going, but it was certainly a wrong turn from my point of view."

Vanathys nods to you.

Laermeluion says, "That is odd."

(Uniana glances at the longbow over Vanathys's shoulder.)

Laermeluion says, "The report was of some pirates being seen wandering around reading from a map."

You say, "I am sure they realized it was the wrong turn from their point of view too late."

Speaking to you, Vanathys says, "I'm not sure they had time to realize they made a wrong turn."

Vanathys quirks a half-smile.

Speaking to Vanathys, Laermeluion asks, "Does your property connect to the swamp lands of the Toadwort at all?"

Vanathys looks over at Laermeluion and shakes his head.

Laermeluion says, "That's were they were tracked to last night."

Vanathys says, "I'm a bit further east and on the north side of the road."

You notice Anarquendi moving stealthily into the area.

Laermeluion asks, "Would that be south of the weald?"

Speaking to Laermeluion, you say, "They could have been very lost, either the ones we found or the ones found about Vanathys' property."

Aylysha says, "Some people just don't know how to read maps."

Speaking to Laermeluion, Vanathys says, "Somewhere to that effect."

Vanathys says, "If they were meant to be going to the Toadwort, then they were rather lost."

Laermeluion nods
.
Laermeluion says, "I believe Legionnaire Tylanthriel mentioned seeing pirate on Aradhul road though."

Laermeluion says, "Or that might have just been peculiar bandits."

Vanathys glances northeast.

Vanathys curiously asks, "Really?"

You nod at Vanathys.

Speaking to Vanathys, Aylysha asks, "Would it possible to see where these Pirates fell?"

Laermeluion says, "So it is possible there are bandits and pirates roaming all over the lands."

You say, "He was patrolling and found them wandering."

Speaking to Laermeluion, you say, "With so much trade from Mistwatch it is not surprising that they might even blend in among the traders and crews."

Vanathys says, "I'd rather not have visitors, and they are... disposed of anyway."

Laermeluion says, "I would say they were scouting for a new location to set up camp."

You think to yourself, "Fertilizer."

Laermeluion says, "But I'm not sure if that makes sense with a map in hand."

(OOC) Vanathys's player whispers, "LOL."

Laermeluion says, "Unless they are using the map to chart the areas in detail."

Seem just arrived.

Seem walks over to the bench and settles down.

Speaking to Laermeluion, you say, "When I heard the calls yesterday it sounded like they had a specific destination in mind. And then Lady Akenna saw one with a map."

:[Ta'Vaalor, King's Court - 3519] (u14100047)
:Maple trees line the edges of the court, filtering the moonlight cast over the orderly cobblestones. Several elven guards stand beside a lasimor-framed board, chatting quietly amongst themselves as they scan the gathered crowds. Darkly stained wooden benches, spaced between gilded pots of dragonstalks, provide a chance for a brief respite from the bustle of the city. You also see the Seem disk, a sleek golden ferret that is lying down, a blue wolf, a peak tiger, a pile of freshly fallen snow and a wooden barrel.
:Also here: Seem who is sitting, Orssus, Squire Legionnaire Aylysha, Botanist Vanathys, Legionnaire Krystalena, First Legionnaire Laermeluion
:Obvious paths: north, east, south, west

Vanathys says, "It would seem this isn't as isolated of an incident as we were hoping."

Vanathys frowns.

Speaking to Vanathys, you ask, "The compound is on guard now as well?"

Vanathys says, "Though it was a bit odd that a couple of sea-faring types were so deep in the woods, on both counts."

Vanathys nods to you.

The voice of Anarquendi asks, "When the pirates first appeared; weren't they, and the Cobalt Vipers, trying to find something?"

Speaking to you, Vanathys assures, "They did not get far."

You let out a sigh of relief.

Vanathys says, "You do not want to be on the wrong end of a Greengair trap."

Laermeluion says, "The pirates first appeared as a means to distract from the cobalt vipers I believe."

Laermeluion says, "The pirates were cooperating to potentially smuggle goods off shore that the bandits stole from the merchants arriving in Mistwatch."

Speaking to Laermeluion, Vanathys asks, "You destroyed the Cobalt Vipers though, yes?"

The voice of Anarquendi says, "Hopefully those little gnomes that stayed with me will be able to cause enough trouble..."

You glance over your shoulder.

You unsuccessfully try to stifle your grin.

Vanathys gazes up into the heavens.

Laermeluion says, "We destroyed the camp we founds, and killed their leader."

The voice of Anarquendi says, "The leader of the Cobalt Vipers was killed, but who knows if another bandit took their place."

Vanathys says, "If I get hit with one more tornado of leaves, I will personally hunt you down, Watcher."

The voice of Anarquendi says, "There was a pirate captain present, but they got away."

Laermeluion says, "But there was word of three Captains if I remember correctly."

Anarquendi clears his throat.

Anarquendi says, "I claim no responsibility for their actions."

Vanathys shakes his head.

Speaking to Laermeluion, Vanathys says, "Well, perhaps the pirates are picking up where the bandits left off, if they were in league with them, as you all say."

Vanathys allows, "Or it's entirely unrelated."

Laermeluion says, "Off the top of my head Cooper was the name of the pirate captain we encountered."

Laermeluion asks, "'or was it Copper?"

You muse, "Terrible name for a pirate captain."

Laermeluion says, "It was mentioned the pirates were masked."

Laermeluion says, "But they weren't wearing the cobalt viper colors."

Vanathys nods in agreement.

Speaking to Vanathys, Laermeluion asks, "Did you get a good look at the clothe the pirates that tresspassed on your property were wearing?"

Vanathys nods at Laermeluion.

You cock your head at Vanathys.

Laermeluion says, "The ones encountered last night were wearing black."

Vanathys says, "No cobalt, if that's your question. I went through their things, but there was nothing of note."

You nod understandingly at Vanathys.

Laermeluion says, "I wonder if we are seeing potential recruits to this new outfit."

Laermeluion says, "Maybe prospects are given a vague map and if they make it there, they are allow to join."

Vanathys asks, "They just simply seemed... Ah, I don't know. Out of place?"

Orssus says, "That's most pirates on dry land."

Vanathys says, "Not very good in the woods. I could hear them coming from quite a distance."

Vanathys nods at Orssus.

Speaking to Vanathys, Orssus says, "Seen Krol pirates all the way up in the mountains before."

You say, "They certainly did not seem inclined to be stealthy."

Aharil suddenly fades into view.

Aylysha says, "They seemed to be recruiting a few months ago as well."

Vanathys says, "You said you tracked them into the Toadwort? They may not be stealthy, but they know how to lose a trail. Or it was sheer luck."

Laermeluion asks, "Have there been any further reports of merchants being harassed?"

Anarquendi asks, "Forgive me if it has been mentioned, but we came a little late. There was mention of a map, was that ever recovered?"
.
Speaking to Vanathys, Laermeluion says, "The search party last night say tracks toward the toadwort, Squire Legionnnaire Stavio encountered a few pirates in the swamp of the Toadwort."

You look at Anarquendi and shake your head.

Speaking to you, Vanathys says, "It's very difficult to track through water and swamps."

Laermeluion says, "But by the time the captive was taken into custody and I was able to join Legionnaire Tylanthriel and Krystalena to search the area it was all too much of a soupy mess out there."

Aylysha nods.

As the hooded crow bobs her head and lets out a series of percussive, two-toned chirps, threads of smoke drift from her open beak.

Anarquendi works his fingers under his sephwir circlet and scratches his head.

You nod understandingly to the hooded crow.

Vanathys says, "It throws off the scent if you're using tracking animals, and the terrain reforms quickly or fills with water when it's disturbed."

Vanathys shakes his head.

A peak tiger blinks impassively and lets out a raspy utterance of hunger.

As Anarquendi scratches the peak tiger behind the ears, the feline tilts her head into Anarquendi's hand.
Laermeluion says, "And there's a bunch of frenetic goblins out there doing all manner of chaos."

Vanathys says, "It'd be difficult to tell what way they went."

Vanathys nods at Laermeluion.

Aylysha agrees with Laermeluion.

You say, "It seems they have gone well beyond simply bothering merchants, that much can be assumed."

Vanathys says, "I mean, there's still some harassing happening at the port, from what the guards at the shop tell me, but that's been going on for months now. I've not seen much activity on Neartofar Road."

Laermeluion says, "Most of the harassing I imagine is coming from the riots."

Vanathys says, "Well..."

Vanathys says, "I don't think that's always the case."

Laermeluion says, "Oh, captives were mentioned as well."

Aharil frowns.

Laermeluion says, "Legionnaire Tylanthriel said something about seeing captives last night."

Lowering her head, a smoke-swirled hooded crow rocks her body and caws three times in succession.

Laermeluion says, "But I'm not sure of the details of that."

Uniana is beginning to wonder if this is giving Illistim a case not to want to treaty with House Vaalor. It comes off as very messy.

Laermeluion says, "I know we saw someone being pushed aboard a ship a few weeks ago."

Speaking to Laermeluion, Vanathys asks, "Drunk urging or against their will?"

Vanathys glances at a smoke-swirled hooded crow.

Vanathys pets a smoke-swirled hooded crow, which nuzzles his hand softly.

Speaking to Laermeluion, Anarquendi asks, "That was when the handkerchief was found, yes?"
Laermeluion says, "Looked like a young male elf, malnourished could be how you might describe him."

Laermeluion says, "And he was being partially dragged aboard as the pirates fled our defense of Mistwatch."

Laermeluion nods at Anarquendi.

Aylysha blinks.

Vanathys says, "Well, I've dragged people off before because they were too slow."

Vanathys ponders.

Speaking to Vanathys, you explain, "It was quite hard to see, it was dark and they were far away."

Laermeluion says, "We found the torn gentian blue silk handkerchief with the letter G embroidered on it at the end of that same pier."

Vanathys glances east.

Vanathys mutters, "I hope I do not regret buying a shop in that port."

Aylysha ponders.

Speaking to Vanathys, you reassure, "The Gilded Talon has a business office in the port. They have never had any trouble."

Speaking to Vanathys, Orssus asks, "Do you think Ta'Vaalor should try and negotiate ownership of the port?"

Vanathys nods to you.

Vanathys casts a quick glance toward the keep.

Speaking to Orssus, you say, "There is a lot of freedom in keeping the port privately owned."

Speaking carefully to Orssus, Vanathys says, "I don't think it should have been allowed to be built under private ownership in the first place."

Uniana was trying to be diplomatic. She isn't sure Vanathys' feelings about Qalinor, even given his closeness with Oirisu.

Aylysha says, "That would certainaly would make things easier."

Speaking amusedly to you, Vanathys remarks, "Freedom for who, though?"

Laermeluion says, "If the port was owned by Ta'Vaalor there would likely not be the pirate problem currently."

Speaking to Vanathys, you say, "For the crews and companies who do business there. For the government, who can levy taxes against the private industry and take little to no responsibility for the problems."

Speaking to you, Vanathys says, "Freedom for the pirates of the seas, too, it would seem."

Aylysha ponders.

Vanathys says, "Even still, one can't just go around taking other people's things like a child plucking a toy out of another's hand."

Aylysha says, "Yes there needs to be rules."

You say, "The Sea of Mists must be one of the most dangerous due to the protection of the Gilded Talon, at times the Sentinel Fleet and not to mention getting through Nalfein's naval presence to the south, and including the natural defenses of the fog and low banks. There has to be something greater than simple piracy at hand. They would have a much easier time with some of the less guarded outposts, even if the plunder is not as grand. They would at least likely leave with lives intact."

Laermeluion says, "The issue is the port doesn't have the means to currently defend themselves effectively."

(Uniana strokes the tip of her origami thorn thoughtfully along her jaw.)

Hucko just arrived.

Hucko chuckles.

Hucko asks, "Party?"

Vanathys allows, "They do seem rather persistent, considering the consequences continually inflicted upon them."

As Hucko drops his sonic tiger-claw, it hovers in mid-air and gently bobs up and down.

Aylysha says, "Not realy a party."

Speaking kindly to Hucko, you explain, "We are discussing the presence and persistence of pirates as of late."

Hucko says, "Its pretty crowded."

Hucko nods to you.

Aylysha says, "Just a tad."

Speaking to you, Vanathys says, "I do not mean to disparage the efforts of the Gilded Talon, of course. I imagine it would be worse without it."

You look at Vanathys and shake your head.

Vanathys says, "But the First Legionnaire is likely right. The port does not have the means to defend itself effectively."

Anarquendi reaches over and leans a hand on the peak tiger's back, rubbing her gently. The peak tiger looks toward him and purrs in response.

Speaking to Vanathys, you reassure, "Not at all, you and the First Legionnaire are right. My lord husband agrees. I believe he means to send a proposal to the keep regarding his suggestions of safety measures."

Squire Legionnaire Stavio just came marching in.

Vanathys nods slightly.

Anarquendi nods to Stavio in greeting.

Stavio and Anarquendi clasp forearms in greeting.

Stavio gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

Vanathys says, "I wonder how much of it is our responsibility, though."

Vanathys glances east.

Speaking to Vanathys, you say, "But even still, all of that requires funding and ---yes."

Aylysha ponders.

You pleasantly quip, "The freedoms of a private port."
Hucko just went east.

Vanathys says, "I return to that it should never have been allowed in the first place. Now resolving the issues is more complicated, I imagine."

A pair of young reservists walk by, their hands resting on their swords with pride.

Vanathys says, "I generally stay out of politics, but I would prefer I did not have pirates stumbling onto my property."

Speaking to Vanathys, you say, "Any intervention will mean more than just that of the port itself too."

You disapprovingly murmur, "That road."

Speaking to you, Vanathys agrees, "I have been complaining about the road for years."

You tilt your head up.

Squire Legionnaire Stavio just marched off to the south.

Speaking gently to Vanathys, you say, "I hope your household was none too bothered."

Speaking to you, Vanathys admits, "Not much of a household to speak of, in truth. I don't like all the..."

Vanathys ponders.

Aylysha glances at Vanathys.

Speaking to Vanathys, Anarquendi says, "Clutter."

Anarquendi appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Vanathys chuckles.

Speaking to Anarquendi, Vanathys says, "I was going to say bother, but I don't like that either."

A unit of Vaalorian soldiers, resplendent in their crimson and gold armor, marches through at a rapid pace.

You curiously ask, "No guests to worry about then?"

Vanathys glances at you.

You swap your origami thorn from your left to your right hand.

Vanathys smirks.

(Uniana uses the tip of her nails to adjust the point of her origami thorn.)

Vanathys says, "No one was bothered. The intruders were dispatched of quickly enough."

You nod slightly.

Aylysha says, "All roads have issues."

You gaze up into the sky and see stars sparkling in the darkness...

Twelve stars form a faint but jagged pattern in the skies, the vague outline of a six-talon claw barely visible in the inky darkness of the night.

Aharil cleans his spidersilk cloak.
Aharil picks a mummified cricket off of his spidersilk cloak and drops it.
Aharil picks a silk-wrapped grasshopper off of his spidersilk cloak and drops it.
Aharil picks a silk-wrapped beetle off of his spidersilk cloak and drops it.
Aharil picks a silk-wrapped butterfly off of his spidersilk cloak and drops it.
Aharil picks a dried fly off of his spidersilk cloak and drops it.
Aharil picks a silk-wrapped butterfly off of his spidersilk cloak and drops it.
Aharil picks a mummified moth off of his spidersilk cloak and drops it.
Aharil picks a dried cricket off of his spidersilk cloak and drops it.
Aharil picks a silk-wrapped butterfly off of his spidersilk cloak.
Aharil dusts himself off.
Aharil drops a silk-wrapped butterfly.

Anarquendi glances at Aharil.

Laermeluion glances down.

Anarquendi shakes his head, clucking his tongue.

Vanathys pointedly says, "We didn't used to have issues."

Aylysha says, "Thats alot of bugs."

Aharil holds up his hand and tilts it side to side in a so-so gesture.

Uniana notes which side of the Sovereign debate Vanathys' bread is buttered.

Anarquendi whispers something to Aylysha.

A complete and utter feeling of smugness envelops you.

Vanathys says, "We've too many roads in disrepair."

Aylysha says, "Only in dire straits would I eat those."

Vanathys shakes his head.

You diplomatically ask, "Running on a platform of trade should mean an increase in state coffers, shouldn't it?"

Speaking to Vanathys, Aylysha asks, "How would you pay to maintain the roads?"

Vanathys says, "Well, I stay out of politics, but I would imagine so."

Speaking to Aylysha, Vanathys replies, "We are not exactly hurting economically."

You think to yourself, "You mean ceasing trade with the shanty halfling gambling town didn't financially ruin an elven City-State? I for one am *shocked*."

Anarquendi glances down.
Anarquendi gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Anarquendi gestures.
A strong breeze suddenly picks up and begins to blow around in different directions through the area!
A silk-wrapped butterfly is suddenly picked up by the wind and blown west!
A silk-wrapped butterfly is suddenly picked up by the wind and blown west!

Anarquendi dusts off his hands.

Vanathys glances at Anarquendi.

A strong breeze continues to swirl through the area.

A dried cricket is suddenly picked up by the wind and blown north!

Anarquendi clears his throat.

Squire Legionnaire Stavio just came marching in.

Stavio checks his equipment, adjusting and rearranging his gear.

Speaking to Anarquendi, Vanathys asks, "Nothing to do with the children's behavior, you said?"

A silk-wrapped beetle is suddenly picked up by the wind and blown west!
Anarquendi makes a simple gesture, and the strong breeze stops as suddenly as it arrived.

Krystalena says, "Critters flying everywhere."

Speaking to Vanathys, Anarquendi says, "Just because I showed them out to do something, doesn't mean I can control WHEN they do it."

Anarquendi rocks back on his heels.

Aharil takes a slow, deep breath then pinches the bridge of his nose.

The hooded crow ruffles her feathers.

Speaking to Anarquendi, you warn, "If one of those ends up in my hair."

Anarquendi picks up a silk-wrapped grasshopper.

You narrow your eyes.

Anarquendi offers you a silk-wrapped grasshopper. Click ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

Anarquendi flashes a wide grin.

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Anarquendi says, "It's probably dead."

You accept Anarquendi's offer and are now holding a silk-wrapped grasshopper.

You swap a pristine blush rose origami thorn to your left hand and a silk-wrapped grasshopper to your right hand.

You feed your hooded crow a bite of your silk-wrapped grasshopper.
Roundtime: 3 sec.

You nod to the hooded crow.

Speaking to Vanathys, Aylysha says, "Yes but wagons, carts and mounts damage roads."

Speaking to Anarquendi, Vanathys laughs, "It is amazing they still let you in the gates. Or do you have to sneak in?"

s>feed crow
You feed your hooded crow the last of your silk-wrapped grasshopper.
Roundtime: 3 sec.

Speaking in Elven to Laermeluion, Stavio says, "When you search toadwort did you see the shed , it could be someone held or hiding in it."

Laermeluion nods at Stavio.

Laermeluion says, "I noticed it the other night."

Speaking to Vanathys, Anarquendi says, "On occasion I have been... encouraged to not come inside."

Laermeluion says, "It looks ramshackled and destroyed."

Anarquendi says, "But most of the time it was mostly suggestion."

Speaking to Anarquendi, Aharil says, "Most of the time."

Anarquendi holds up his hand and tilts it side to side in a so-so gesture.

Vanathys plucks a silk-wrapped bug out of one of the pots of dragonstalks, then pinches a couple of dead buds off the plant.

Stavio nods.

Speaking to Aylysha, Vanathys says, "Roads can have regular repairs done to them when they are damaged."

You hear very soft footsteps.

You notice Anarquendi moving stealthily into the area
.
Anarquendi carefully inspects his mummified moth.

Ribbons of smoke lazily drift from the hooded crow's feathers and coil sinuously on the air before dispersing.

Anarquendi feeds a smoke-swirled hooded crow a bite of his mummified moth.

Anarquendi nods once.

You remove a sea blue and green-striped roly poly from in your charmeuse mantle.

You show Anarquendi your green-striped roly poly.

Anarquendi grins at you.

Vanathys says, "We used to take more pride in our roads."

You listen carefully to Vanathys.

Speaking to Aylysha, Vanathys asks, "Why settle for less than that?"

(Aylysha gives Lady's Anduin's a hair a quick check for unwanted items.)

You gratefully say, "Thank you, dear."

Anarquendi whispers, "Be careful not to get too close to Aharil, his cloak will snatch up your little roly poly."

Speaking to you, Aylysha says, "Your welcome."

Aharil leans in toward the cloak, his pointed ears raised ever so slightly.

A raven black spider-shaped clasp crawls up to Aharil's ear for a moment before returning to his throat.

Anarquendi nods once.

Anarquendi shudders.
A sourceless breeze ruffles the hooded crow's feathers, scattering smoke.

Uniana realizes that Vanathys is probably a bit unhinged given his evening of murdering brigands and she loves to see him unrestrained. This doesn't bode well for Qalinor *at all*.

Speaking to Anarquendi, you say, "All the way from Niima's temple at Kraken's Fall."

You tilt your green-striped roly poly side to side, making the light play off it.

Speaking to you, Vanathys says, "Interesting specimen."

Stavio removes an ornate delicate case painted with a resplendent sun on the top from in his sturdy leather pack.

Stavio carefully examines his delicate case.

Anarquendi says, "Insects are not really my area of interest..."

Anarquendi says, "It is fun to assume their aspects though."

You offer your green-striped roly poly to Vanathys, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Click CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.

Vanathys has accepted your offer and is now holding a sea blue and green-striped roly poly.

Vanathys gazes thoughtfully at his green-striped roly poly.

Squire Legionnaire Stavio just marched off to the east.

Anarquendi scratches his chin.

Anarquendi says, "Although I guess spiders aren't inspects."

Anarquendi makes a nearly imperceptible motion while whispering a soft phrase...

You say, "Given the coloring, it is hard to imagine it is not blessed by the Wavedancer herself. It looks like the color of the ocean."

Anarquendi gestures.
Gold-traced pale green ribbons of energy swirl about and coalesce upon Anarquendi.

A dull black sheen forms over Anarquendi's eyes, accompanied by numerous spindly fibers sprouting from his limbs.

A peak tiger butts up against Aharil, whiskers twitching as she blinks up at him trustingly.

Aharil glances at Anarquendi.

Vanathys says, "It is a rather unusual color for its type."
Vanathys offers you a sea blue and green-striped roly poly. Click ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

You accept Vanathys's offer and are now holding a sea blue and green-striped roly poly.

The wind picks up, causing a weathervane to creak as it adjusts to its new heading.

You nod in agreement at Vanathys.

Vanathys says, "All the ones in my garden are just regular grey."

Vanathys amusedly adds, "Sometimes a light grey."

You say, "I cannot decide if I want to put its likeness on a hat for Lady Bayvel's Rolton Racing."

Vanathys asks, "When is that this year?"

You lament, "Not until later, in the spring."

You put a sea blue and green-striped roly poly in your charmeuse mantle.

Vanathys says, "Perhaps I'll take Oirisu..."

Aylysha says, "I fear the hour has gone late, I must retire for the evening."

Anarquendi nods at Aylysha.

Vanathys asks, "Though, she will make me wear a horrible hat, won't she?"

You nod understandingly at Aylysha.

Her hand lowered, Aylysha gives you a subtle wave.

Speaking to you, Vanathys says, "Perhaps you should take her instead."

You wish, "Rest well."

Aylysha nods to you.

Speaking to Vanathys, you ask, "I most certainly could but then you would miss the grounds of Veythorne. I imagine you and the lord are somewhat well known to each other given your common interests?"

Orssus says, "Unfortunately I think Krystalena and I need to head home for the evening."

Anarquendi nods at Orssus.

Laermeluion says, "Oh, it is getting rather late."

You agree, "The hour has grown late."

Anarquendi waves to Krystalena.

Vanathys says, "We may have had more than one chat in the past."

Anarquendi chuckles.

Vanathys gazes up into the sky.

Anarquendi agrees with you.

The hooded crow cocks her head to one side, the feathers of her hood briefly lifting into a spiky brush.

Orssus says, "Have a good night everyone."

Orssus waves.

Anarquendi waves to Orssus.

Vanathys says, "Oh, yes. It has. I should head back to the... well, I should go make sure that my guest hasn't had to throw fans at anyone."

Anarquendi begins chuckling at Vanathys!

You say, "I should check to see if Lord Anduin has taken a break from his guiding the fleet."

Orssus's group just went west.

Speaking to Vanathys, you say, "He's been relentless since last night."

You shake your head.

You stand back up.

Vanathys nods to you.

Anarquendi joins Aharil's group.

Vanathys says, "I have not slept much."

Speaking to Aharil, Anarquendi says, "Tomorrow we should check out the Toadwart and the Weald..."

Aharil glances at Anarquendi.

Speaking to Anarquendi, Aharil says, "Why? It's already been searched."

Anarquendi shrugs at Aharil.

Aharil takes a slow, deep breath then pinches the bridge of his nose.

Speaking kindly to Vanathys, you say, "Indeed, and not for the common reasons, hrm? Give my regards to your very empty household."

Vanathys glances at you.

Aharil says, "Have a nice evening everyone."

Anarquendi waves.

Vanathys clears his throat.

You perform a bow characteristic of the Nalfein.

Anarquendi hums distractedly to himself.

Aharil's group just went west.

Speaking to you, Vanathys says, "I am too tired to offer a witty retort."

Laermeluion chuckles.

You say, "A victory, is a victory."

Vanathys shakes his head.

Uniana is very Nalfein that way.
[[Category:Logs]][[category: Opportunistic Strife]]

Opportunistic Strife (storyline)/2024-01-21 - The Capture of a Bandit in the Toadwort (log)

2024-01-23T20:54:22Z

GREATFALLS: per Casil's approval, added appropriate storyline category

:[The Toadwort, Grasping Mire - 10512] (u14007019)
:As one of the moons pokes its face through the clouds, a dozen bald cypress trees encircling an ancient burial ground come into view. A :multitude of stone caskets are scattered around the cemetery. None of the stone caskets bears any marking to tell the tale of its :occupant. Some of the tombs lay wide open, as their covers have broken down to nothing more than dust and pebbles over the years. :You also see a water moccasin, a masked ebon-clad freebooter, a leather breastplate and a handaxe.
:Also here: Lady Uniana, Legionnaire Rulli, Xavanna, Taedon, Orssus, Legionnaire Krystalena, Lord Teveriel, Madisynne, Squire Legionnaire Stavio, Legionnaire Tylanthriel
:Orssus feints to the right. A masked ebon-clad freebooter buys the ruse and twists awkwardly to block the blow that never came!
:Tylanthriel comes out of hiding.
:Tylanthriel crouches and sweeps a leg at a masked ebon-clad freebooter!
:[SMR result: 330 (Open d100: 32, Bonus: 25)]
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter falls to the ground! Tylanthriel deftly regains his footing.
:The attack exposes a vulnerability in a masked ebon-clad freebooter's defenses!
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Orssus says, "Stop."
:You notice your companion Tylanthriel slip away into hiding.
:A shadowy figure springs from hiding and aims a blow to a masked ebon-clad freebooter's head!
:The ebon-clad freebooter appears paralyzed!
:The figure quickly disappears from view.
:Stavio says, "He been run from here and toward the south east and then back."
:The restricting force enveloping a masked ebon-clad freebooter fades away.
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter confusedly asks, "Stop?"
:Orssus feints to the left. A masked ebon-clad freebooter buys the ruse and twists awkwardly to block the blow that never came!
:Xavanna nods to the ebon-clad freebooter.
:Tylanthriel says, "Stop moving."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Xavanna says, "If you would, please."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter's air of vulnerability dissipates.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Madisynne says, "And sit down."
:You discreetly remove a beady-eyed white ora giantman statuette from your leather musette.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Orssus asks, "Are you a cobalt viper?"
:Uniana whispers to the group, "Sanctuary so he knows we mean no further harm?"
:Speaking confusedly to Madisynne, a masked ebon-clad freebooter asks, "Yer the captain?"
:You rub a beady-eyed white ora giantman statuette in your hand.
:A sense of peace and calm settles over the area.
:Taedon traces a sign while petitioning the spirits for cognition...
:Taedon gestures.
:A sense of peace and calm resettles over the area.
:You discreetly tuck your giantman statuette into your leather musette.
:Speaking to Madisynne, a masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "Y'don't look anythin' like the captain."
:(Uniana lowers her lasimor staff to her side, relaxing her stance.)
:Xavanna put a fir-handled vultite awl-pike in her red leather longcoat.
:Stavio says, "Maybe he asking for Ogges."
:Stavio says, "Igges."
:Madisynne says, "Him."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Orssus asks, "Are you Twit?"
:Tylanthriel says, "Their captain was someone different."
:[The Toadwort, Grasping Mire - 10512] (u14007019)
:As one of the moons pokes its face through the clouds, a dozen bald cypress trees encircling an ancient burial ground come into view. A :multitude of stone caskets are scattered around the cemetery. None of the stone caskets bears any marking to tell the tale of its :occupant. Some of the tombs lay wide open, as their covers have broken down to nothing more than dust and pebbles over the years. :You also see the smooth invar Madisynne disk, the Tylanthriel disk, the Xavanna disk, the Taedon disk, the translucent Rulli disk, a :downtrodden bog spirit that is flying around, a black fox, a smoke-swirled hooded crow that is flying around, a black-eared red and grey :fox, a masked ebon-clad freebooter that is lying down, a leather breastplate and a handaxe.
:Also here: Squire Legionnaire Stavio, Madisynne, Lord Teveriel, Legionnaire Krystalena, Lady Uniana, Legionnaire Rulli, Xavanna, Taedon, :Orssus, Legionnaire Tylanthriel
:Obvious paths: northeast, west
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Teveriel says, "I would advise you to worry less about the Legionnaires' respective ranks and :cooperate."
:Speaking confusedly to Orssus, a masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "Am I it? The captain? No."
:Krystalena says, "Maybe we should be asking about Gasen."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel asks, "What is so important for you in the toadwort?"
:Uniana whispers to the group, "Do they not teach you interrogation techniques?"
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "Nuthin'."
:Tylanthriel smirks.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel asks, "And that is why so many of you were headed this way?"
:Stavio whispers to the group, "Good thing you all showed up i was about to kill it."
:Tylanthriel says, "For "nuthin'"."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "S'just a big ugly swamp."
:Orssus whispers to the group, "Only interrogation techniques I know is grab a limb and twist until they tell me what I want to know."
:Orssus whispers to the group, "Only interrogation techniques I know is grab a limb and twist until they tell me what I want to know."
:The hooded crow circles lazily above.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, you say, "Sir, I suggest if you want to keep life and whatever limbs you have left to help us."
:Xavanna whispers to the group, "I know how to get gossip out of people, but not deep secrets I am afraid."
:You see a fairly typical ebon-clad freebooter that is lying down.
:It has minor lacerations about its head and a possible mild concussion, snapped bones and serious bleeding from its neck, a fractured :and bleeding right arm, a fractured and bleeding left arm, a fractured and bleeding left leg, deep lacerations across its chest and deep :lacerations across its back.
:It has a dark falchion and a polished black shield.
:Tylanthriel nods to you.
:You smile at the freebooter.
:Uniana whispers to the group, "So no *good* gossip."
:Uniana grins at Xavanna.
:Xavanna grins at Uniana.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel says, "Some answers now."
:Krystalena kneels down.
:Stavio whispers to the group, "Well you found out the s was for swamp."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel says, "If you indeed care for your limbs."
:Uniana glances over at Krystalena and winces.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Krystalena says, "I'd be happy to heal you."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter blinks several times, then gingerly raises a hand to his head, wincing as he moves his fractured arm.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel asks, "What is here in the Toadwort?"
:Stavio whispers to the group, "Now to find out the map leads too."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Krystalena says, "But you're going to have to help us a little."
:Teveriel suggests, "Haul them in. Spending a few nights in the Oubliette ought to loosen their tongue."
:Teveriel glances appraisingly at a masked ebon-clad freebooter.
:Speaking to Tylanthriel, a masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "Ya a twit or something? I said nuthin'."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, you ask, "Then why were so many of you headed this way?"
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, you ask, "Then why were so many of you headed this way?"
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel says, "I tend to not believe pirates and bandits."
:You cock your head at a masked ebon-clad freebooter.
:Krystalena stands up.
:Orssus says, "Would be difficult sailing in here."
:Uniana whispers to the group, "Twit," reminding of earlier, "from the crooked essess."
:Speaking accusingly to you, a masked ebon-clad freebooter spits, "Why're so many of y'headed this way?"
:Stavio whispers to the group, "Maybe twit is a name of ashop being built."
:You smile at the freebooter.
:Uniana breathes in slightly.
:Speaking evenly to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Teveriel says, "Because we didn't get the answers we sought from your friends, and :now they litter the Neartofar's floor."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "Seems like there's just one-uv me an' a whole bunch of you."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel says, "We were following the trail you and your friends left."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter dazedly remarks, "Two of some-a ya."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, you say, "It isn't our fault you made a mistake and separated from the rabble."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel says, "That is correct. So it would be smart to answer truthfully."
:Xavanna nods.
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter squints at Teveriel.
:Krystalena says, "Perhaps some of us should back off."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Xavanna says, "Especially since I can make the inside of your head become the outside with :a single note."
:Uniana whispers to the group, "Can we get him some rose-marrow?"
:Speaking to Tylanthriel, a masked ebon-clad freebooter laughs, "Pirates ain't got any friends."
:You press the copper latch on your leather herb kit and it springs open, exposing the waxed linen lining within.
:You retrieve a squat glass tincture of effervescent rose-marrow from within your leather herb kit.
:Tylanthriel smirks.
:Krystalena murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
:You carefully place a squat glass tincture of effervescent rose-marrow on the ground.
:Krystalena calls upon the local spirits to aid her in retrieving an herb...
:Some ephlox moss suddenly appears at your feet.
:You nod to the ebon-clad freebooter.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, you say, "For your head."
:Krystalena just edged a little closer to some ephlox moss!
:Krystalena says, "For your broken arm."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel says, "Excuse me, I forget I have to spell things out to you. Friends was used :loosely. Those you work with."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter asks, "Y'can't trust no one. Y'start trustin' people an' they're always gonna let y'down, y'know what I :mean?"
:Stavio says, "So true."
:Krystalena murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
:You let out a long, contemplative breath.
:Krystalena calls upon the local spirits to aid her in retrieving an herb...
:Some aloeas stem suddenly appears at your feet.
:You fold your hands behind your back, waiting patiently.
:Krystalena says, "For your neck."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel says, "Unless you find folks who have the same goals as you do."
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel says, "Then you have a reason to work together."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "I don't need yer help. Prob'ly all poisoned or somethin' or filled with some-a that tell-the-truth :stuff."
:Krystalena rubs her chin thoughtfully.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, you say, "Sir, on the life of my fox I would never poison a soul."
:Speaking to Tylanthriel, a masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "Workin' together ain't th'same as trustin' people, y'know."
:Stavio chuckles.
:Orssus asks, "They make that?"
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel asks, "Did I say that?"
:Uniana glances to her left.
:Krystalena says, "I'm afraid I don't know how to summon tainted herbs."
:Teveriel dryly says, "If only."
:Speaking to Tylanthriel, a masked ebon-clad freebooter asks, "Y'don't trust me anyway s'what's s'matter what I say, anyway?"
:Stavio deftly twirls his veil iron flamberge around his finger and stuffs it in his lacquered scabbard. Fancy!
:Krystalena says, "That would like require a sorcerer. I'm just a little empath."
:The mirror images surrounding Xavanna undulate and grow stronger.
:Xavanna renews her songs.
:You discreetly remove a beady-eyed white ora giantman statuette from your leather musette.
:Stavio removes a large ebon box from in his sturdy leather pack.
:You rub a beady-eyed white ora giantman statuette in your hand.
:A sense of peace and calm resettles over the area.
:Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel says, "If you give us information that makes sense you might make it out of this :place still breathing, that is why."
:The ebon-clad freebooter drops a polished black shield.
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter snatches up a squat glass tincture of rose-marrow.
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter takes a drink from its tincture of rose-marrow.
:Nothing happens.
:Tylanthriel says, "Otherwise."
:Tylanthriel removes a sephwir composite bow from in his shoulder quiver.
:Stavio removes a large ebon box from in his sturdy leather pack.
:Stavio put a large ebon box in his sturdy leather pack.
:You retrieve a squat glass tincture of effervescent rose-marrow from within your leather herb kit.
:Speaking to Tylanthriel, a masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "Rather be dead than in jail."
:Tylanthriel says, "You might gain a few more holes."
:You carefully place a squat glass tincture of effervescent rose-marrow on the ground.
:Krystalena says, "Aloeas stem first."
:You nod.
:Krystalena says, "You're too hurt for the rose-marrow."
:You say, "Stem first."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter snatches up some aloeas stem.
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter bites some aloeas stem.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel asks, "So this information is worth dying for then?"
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Stavio says, "Here one last drink before hand."
:Speaking to Tylanthriel, a masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "Not bein' in prison is worth dyin' for."
:The ebon-clad freebooter drops some aloeas stem.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel asks, "You refuse to help us?"
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Orssus says, "Well, if you'd rather be dead, that can come so quick you don't even realize it, :or can be very slow and drawn out."
:Speaking to Tylanthriel, a masked ebon-clad freebooter laughs, "Why would I help ya?"
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "Yer just gonna kill me or imprison me anyway."
:Xavanna asks, "Perhaps I should sing him to sleep and let him wake up in the oubliette?"
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Tylanthriel says, "I guess you should not. You would rather die, we can at least help you with :that."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter says, "Buncha crimson and gold-clad holier-than-thou...."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter mutters to himself.
:You cock your head at a masked ebon-clad freebooter.
:Xavanna says, "I am sure the Legionnaire Captain has good ideas about getting information."
:Teveriel evenly says, "The oubliette is an idea worth revisiting."
:Orssus nods at Xavanna.
:You nod in agreement at Teveriel.
:Tylanthriel put a sephwir composite bow in his shoulder quiver.
:Tylanthriel slowly empties his lungs.
:Orssus says, "I think if he would rather be dead, we should make sure that doesn't happen."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter asks, "S'an oubliette? One-a your fancy balls?"
:Orssus says, "Prison is good."
:Tylanthriel says, "Far be it from me to give you what you want."
:Tylanthriel smirks.
:Uniana appears to be struggling to keep a straight face.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Xavanna says, "Worse than prison."
:Krystalena says, "We are not heathens who torture people."
:Speaking to Krystalena, a masked ebon-clad freebooter repeats, "Holier-than-thou."
:Tylanthriel asks, "Who has bindings?"
:Xavanna changes her tune, adding a new element to her song...
:Stavio takes a drink from his of aged whiskey.
:Stavio says, "Good."
:Xavanna says, "Lower the sanctuary, if you would. I can then make him sleep."
:Stavio put a mug of aged whiskey in his sturdy leather pack.
:With a moment's concentration, you terminate the Minor Sanctuary spell.
:The sense of peace and security begins to wane from the area.
:Speaking to a masked ebon-clad freebooter, Krystalena says, "Nah, why would we want to torture you? Torture has been proven not to :work."
:Krystalena says, "You'd say anything to make it end."
:The sense of peace and security passes away from the area.
:Xavanna skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at a masked ebon-clad freebooter.
:The ebon-clad freebooter slips into a deep slumber.
:Orssus says, "Don't have any shackles on me."
:Xavanna says, "He should be easy to haul around now."
:Xavanna nods.
:Uniana disappointedly says, "We did not even ask his name."
:Uniana says, "We did not even ask his name."
:Speaking to Uniana, Xavanna asks, "Would it matter?"
:Krystalena agrees with Uniana.
:You say, "It might if we run into his associates."
:Uniana shoots Xavanna the smallest of dismayed glances, conveying her disapproval.
:Xavanna shrugs.
:Tylanthriel says, "He was not giving us any information."
:Xavanna says, "Exactly."
:You shrug.
:Xavanna says, "I figured we should leave it to the Captain. She will know what to do."
:Orssus says, "Might as well be named Shark bait."
:Stavio says, "We can just loot his body for clues."
:Krystalena asks, "'can we drag him to the fortress?"
:Uniana heartbrokenly says, "I cannot believe I am hearing this."
:Xavanna says, "Certainly."
:You ask, "Perhaps alter the guards?"
:Uniana nods in agreement to you.
:You say, "Have them come and take him."
:You say, "Alert that is."
:Xavanna says, "That is an excellent idea."
:You say, "They'll have shackles."
:You frown at a masked ebon-clad freebooter.
:Speaking to Stavio, Teveriel says, "You are a Squire Legionnaire of the Crimson Legion, not a common thug."
:Speaking to Uniana, Orssus asks, "Hearing what?"
:Teveriel evenly says, "Hopefully one of your superiors will remind you of that. I should not have to."
:Uniana whispers something to Orssus.
:Speaking to Teveriel, Stavio says, "Dont tell me what or whom I am i know whom I be and can do."
:Krystalena says, "We should have been able to handle this better."
:Uniana gazes up into the heavens.
:Orssus says, "He's still alive."
:Orssus glances at a masked ebon-clad freebooter.
:You say, "I think perhaps if he does have anything they will search him before throwing him into a cell."
:Tylanthriel nods.
:Xavanna nods.
:You say, "I'll go and alert the guard."
:Speaking to you, Xavanna says, "Quite so."
:You smile.
:Tylanthriel says, "Let us leave the rest to the Legion."

''Going to the Gate Guards''

:You curtsy to Sehdrenis. He bows slightly before you.
:Speaking to Guardsman Sehdrenis, you ask, "There is a bandit we caught in the woods who recently attacked us... he is in the toadwort, :could you see to him?"
:Speaking to Guardsman Sehdrenis, you say, "Several legionnaires have him pinned down...but we have no shackles."
:You smile at Sehdrenis. He offers a smile in return.
:Guardsman Sehdrenis says, "Oh. Uh, you caught a captive? Yes, let me send someone immediately."
:Speaking to Guardsman Sehdrenis, you say, "Thank you so much, sir."
:You curtsy to Sehdrenis. He bows slightly before you.

''returning back to the group''

:[The Toadwort, Grasping Mire - 10512] (u14007019)
:As one of the moons pokes its face through the clouds, a dozen bald cypress trees encircling an ancient burial ground come into view. A :multitude of stone caskets are scattered around the cemetery. None of the stone caskets bears any marking to tell the tale of its :occupant. Some of the tombs lay wide open, as their covers have broken down to nothing more than dust and pebbles over the years. :You also see some aloeas stem, a squat glass tincture of rose-marrow, a polished black shield, some ephlox moss, the smooth invar :Madisynne disk, the Tylanthriel disk, the Xavanna disk, the Taedon disk, the translucent Rulli disk, a downtrodden bog spirit that is flying :around, a black fox that is sitting, a smoke-swirled hooded crow that is flying around, a masked ebon-clad freebooter that is sleeping, a :leather breastplate and a handaxe.
:Also here: Squire Legionnaire Stavio, Madisynne, Lord Teveriel, Legionnaire Krystalena, Lady Uniana, Legionnaire Rulli, Xavanna, Taedon, :Orssus, Legionnaire Tylanthriel
:Obvious paths: northeast, west
:Speaking to Teveriel, Uniana asks, "Shall we depart this lurid scene?"
:You say, "They are on their way."
:Teveriel says, "Some time stewing in a cell."
:Tylanthriel nods to you.
:Xavanna smiles at you.
:Speaking to you, Tylanthriel says, "Thank you."
:You incline your head.
:A pair of guards trudge through the swampy earth.
:Speaking to Xavanna, Madisynne says, "I think you are right about having one person doing the questioning."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter snores quietly in its sleep.
:Speaking to Uniana, Teveriel says, "It would seem there's little else to do."
:Speaking to Madisynne, Xavanna says, "Thank you."
:Orssus says, "Remember the last time we tried to take a prisoner and bring him back to the keep."
:A masked ebon-clad freebooter snores quietly in its sleep.
:Orssus says, "The cobalt vipers assassinated him."
:Tylanthriel nods at Orssus.
:Madisynne says, "Follow quicly."
:The guards cast each other looks of amusement and then haul the sleeping freebooter up between the two of them, disappearing back :into the Toadwort with him.
:(Teveriel offers the guards a polite, if curt, nod.)
:Speaking to Orssus, Tylanthriel says, "That is always a possibility."
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[[Image:UnianaoftheNalfein.jpg|thumb|Uniana and her expansive thistle tattoo, illustrated by brighnasa.]]

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'''Lady Uniana Anduin Nalfein''' is a prominent socialite and currently maintains partial citizenship in [[Ta'Vaalor]].

Uniana was the only child of Lady Vlienive and Lord Chengric Le’Gondren [[Nalfein]]. Her father a minor noble and aspiring vintner, her mother of an ancient noble house and a former courtesan. She is the cousin of [[Lysistrata]], [[Lear]] and [[Vyctus]] Scio on her mother's side.

When she had come of age she was inducted to the Order of the Lily, a revered training house for the courtesan arts, though it was alleged to create operatives in all matters of the clandestine. When it was discovered that she had a latent aptitude for manipulating air currents she briefly was put into their elemancer program but her ability to pull and weave the flows of essence was sloppy and she seemed uninterested in attempting to apply herself to their rigorous research requirements. Even still, more recently she became something of a student of Lord [[Veythorne]], prior to his reclusion, learning more about the theology of air as well as the physical properties of the element.

After graduating from the Order of the Lily, she spent several years entertaining and offering companionship to the upper echelons of the City-States' society. Hearsay suggests that sometime around 5102 her frequent trips to the West were due to her supposed involvement with the [[Dark Alliance]] and that she was perhaps intimately connected to the Painlord [[Eryael]]. It is rumored that at some point around 5107 Ta'Illistim put her on trial for her supposed crimes towards the City-State during the second [[Griffin Sword Saga|Griffin Sword War]]. This could explain her complete disappearance from society and the gossip that she was serving as a lady's maid. At the end of summer 5121 she reappeared into society on retainer under the mysterious "H". This would be her last assignation and she retired from her Order before the end of the year.

She married Lord [[Teveriel (prime)|Teveriel]] Anduin Vaalor on Ivastaen the Twenty-First of 5122 and using her passion of cartography and understanding of air currents serves as the Chief Navigator for his fleet.

===Appearance===

:You see Lady Uniana Le'Gondren Nalfein the Socialite.
:She appears to be an Elf.
:She is shorter than average. She appears to have come of age. She has violet-shadowed, pale lilac eyes and ivory skin. She has long, silky black cherry-hued hair twisted into loose ringlets. She has an unlined face and subtly arched eyebrows. Her soft lips are tinged with understated carmine.
:She has a thin scar of delicate intertwined thorns on her neck.
:She is in good shape.
:She is holding an alum-slated viridian silk fan in her right hand.
:She is wearing a fanning necklet of cabochon emeralds and minute black pearls, a shoulder-gathered emerald satin chiton with a dramatic plunging neckline, an upward terminating faenor cincher of wrought thorn vines, a domed rich viridian faenor signet ring, and some soft ebon suede ankle-tied sandals beaded with oblong nephrites.

:'''an alum-slated viridian silk fan'''
: ''Intricately etched to mimic the curve, length, and texture of a rose vine, three of the fan's alum slats are imbedded with tiny malachite chips, while the remaining three are carved into a twisted thorn shape. Viridian marbrinus silk stretches between beautifully wrought slats and is painted with a blooming ebon rose, whose petals are appliqued with crushed velvet. A pair of malachite cabochons is set within the alum handle, which is fitted with an ebon-veined viridian silk wrist strap.''

:'''a domed rich viridian faenor signet ring'''
: ''The signet is made of faenor in the design of an elven-style crest, divided in the imperial style. The background is composed of green jade with a single blood red spiral curling from the top to encompass a black rose. Set below the rose is a thistle of deep amethyst accented with hues of blood red, resting atop a black dagger. Flanked to the right side is a stalk of golden foxglove resting on an ebon wine goblet and to the left is a pure white lily with a blood red center.''

===Wedding Attire===

:You see Lady Uniana Anduin Nalfein.
:She appears to be an Elf.
:She is shorter than average and has a nipped waist silhouette. She appears to have come of age. She has violet-shadowed, pale lilac eyes and ivory skin. She has long, silky black cherry-hued hair falling about her body in fragile tufts with some speckled pale apple blossoms amid the large, soft curls. She has an unlined face and subtly arched eyebrows. Her soft lips are tinged with understated carmine. She has some helical nacreous vaalin chains adorned with some gold-dipped feathers dangling from her ears.
:She has a thin scar of delicate intertwined thorns on her neck.
:She is in good shape.
:She is holding a feathery silk-tied bouquet of vibrant greenery and pale blossoms in her left hand.
:She is wearing a hair-thin chain of electrum and nacre resting against the sternum, a long vert train of tonal silk forming dark-hearted roses and gilt-traced dragonstalks over a tiered-hem hunter green chiffon gown hung from two wispy diaphanous panels, a floriated petite lasimor band gracing the left ring finger, a voluminous jade silk dupioni underskirt warmed by honey sheens, and a pair of thick cork-heeled sandals secured by a cagelike array of gold samite straps.

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'''Sometime in 5105'''

It was in his nature to approach with humility but his demeanor now might even border on timid perhaps even fearful. After a lifetime of service and the multitude of times entering somewhere unheard, there was so much effort extended now into being respectful and quiet, almost silent. The study was darker than it should have been, a symptom of the prompt dismissal of any who dare to enter. The concentration of light was focused on a heavy wood desk. The silhouette of a fragile female elf leaned against the edge of the tabletop focused on what lay beneath.

Without looking up from the map that she so intently studied, her voice questioned with a tiredness she either couldn't manage to hide or no longer cared to, "what?"

The recent intruder offered in a gentle tone, "can I get you something? When was the last time you accepted a meal?"

Though her fist tightened her tone did not change as she repeated, "what is it?"

There was no getting around what had to be said and it felt like even a sigh of exasperation would be a wasted breath. He mustered all of the courage and strength that he had gained from being in the employ of such an infamous creature and explained, "The bank will loan no more on your credit and your accounts are exhausted. Perhaps it is time to consider calling off the expedition."

Finally, the female elf lifted her face and settled her heavy purple-toned gaze upon her servant. Her demeanor was neither cold nor angry, she spoke evenly almost as a matter of fact, "then levy the estates, the vineyard, the lake house, sell the galleon. Clean out every closet, every jewelry box, anything of value that is remotely in my possession."

As her servant opened his mouth in what was sure to be a cautious protest she cut him off and made her intent clear once again. "The only conclusion to this endeavor is finding Eryael Ladrinyth alive."
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''< Originally posted in 2005>

''Harsh, shrill air whipped over her face with a violent sting, bringing tears to her blood-shot eyes. The cold of the mountain made the muscles of her face burn deep into the nerves. With a hopeless sigh, she turned and looked at the darkness that surrounded her, icy crags shrouded in grey fog. It would not be much different than the maze exercises her Order had insisted that she practice. Her watery gaze studied the incline for an extended moment and then the lithe elf shut her eyes. Inside her mind a pattern developed --each twist and turn, each rock and ravine she would be able to surmount and comb through. After calculating erratically the position of where the Black Temple had fallen, she began her ascension up the Dragonspine.

''Her movement was sluggish as she trudged along in the deep snow, sinking into her knees with each step. The thin silk skirt that was draped over her legs was dampened by the wet fall. Like a thousand slivers digging into her feet, she could feel every crack and point of unleveled ground beneath her. Feebly, she tried to keep her hands warm by sheltering them within her sleeves but it was only a matter of hours before the painful sensations that plagued them were replaced with consuming numbness.

''It was difficult for her to focus on the white-capped peaks ahead, even where she stood now the wind howled and clawed at her exposed skin. She took a gasping breath of frozen air that made her lungs burn in her chest and cried out, agonized voice echoing among the looming alpines, “Eryael!”
''
''Warm tears flooded her eyes until they breached the edges, succumbing to the frigid environment. Stumbling under a large conifer the girl huddled against the tree to shield herself from the unrelenting chill. The wind peeled at the layers of her cracked lips, while she parted them to murmur, “I will find you…”.''

'''Autumn 5105'''

How long had it been since she was found atop the side of the mountain? When she was found her extremities were a dark blue-purple with frostbite, malnourished and near completely under the influence of Zelia. She was recovering but her delicate elven features were now gaunt and sickly, her lips still healing from the deep chapped cracks. In the past months she spent most of her time laying on a chaise longue next to the window in her room that faced the Dragonspine. Days were spent in eerie silence as she looked at the mountain forlornly.

After all this time, she finally sent for him in the midst of getting her ringleted hair brushed. She did not dismiss her handmaiden as she spoke but neither turned to look at him either. “Is it true?”

He took a step where she reclined and nodded to dismiss the handmaiden. He claimed the brush from her before she left and began to pull through the black cherry-hued strands with a loving gentleness. “The City-State is calling in your loans,” pausing to add for clarity, “all of them.”

She made no sound but stretched out her legs from next to her, extending them to the end of the chaise. “Then we return home, for now,” she responded.

The hesitation was almost paralyzing as her servant spoke, “there is more. Our sources have stated they have seen a warrant being drafted at the magistrate’s office. They know that the expedition is not a recovery but a rescue. Evidence has mounted and it is only a matter of days before you are formally charged with treason and high-crimes against the Shining City. It seems reasonable that the Sapphire Guard will be at our door within the week.”

He couldn’t see her smile but he could hear the musing in her soft voice, “then we had better pack fast.”

The idle brushing continued as he delivered a grim counter, “we would have been safe from extradition had the state of the accounts not been so vast. The debt is nearly immeasurable. Nalfein will deliver us without hesitation.”

“Oh,” was the simple reply and it was followed by a length of silence with only the subtle rustle of the horsehair brush through her dark red hair. Then she sat up, pulling away and stated with no urgency, “have Samiel lay out the cardinal dupioni silk gown, the gold and eahnor pendant that goes with it. Then I want you to give whatever we have left to the remaining servants and dismiss them under the cover of night.” Standing up then, she turns towards her servant, “you have been the truest and given more than I ever had the right to ask for. There is a bottle in the cellar that is marked with a faint golden script near the bottom of the middle rack. Inside are the details of a seaside villa that has no ties to me or my family in the Bay of Black Pearls. It is yours with my deepest gratitude.” Another pause was taken so that she could place her hands upon his, clutching them around the brush. “This is my final ask of you and I will hear no retort.”

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'''Winter 5107'''

Her hands were bound with steel cuffs, it seemed unnecessary but also rather ironic. At least she could find some humor in the situation, if not a bit of flattery. As she shifted her small wrists in the heavy shackles a booming voice rang out in the small chamber.

“Uniana Le’Gondren Nalfein, you stand charged with treason against the City-State of Illistim, stimulating war against the Shining City, encouraging sorcery within the city walls, endangering the safety of others and aiding and abetting known war criminals. How do you plead?”

“Often and believably. Would you like to hear?” Uniana pulled her lips into a side-set grin.

Another voice came from off to the side, as Murstyr Javilerre quipped “Of course she wouldn’t take this seriously.”

Uniana shook her head. “I noticed there is no one recording this briefing but I would like to go on record that I appreciate Lord Javilerre’s forceful method of cuffing.” She raised her shackled wrists for emphasis and changed her gaze to focus directly on the aged elf and murmured lasciviously, “now I know where your son acquired his skills.”

Murstyr moved towards the small enclosed platform where she stood in a threatening manner before the commanding voice from before ordered, “Enough. The evidence against you is insurmountable. We have every believable argument to sentence you to death.” The voice took a pause while Uniana remained in silence looking into the darkened corners of the chamber unphased. “Though, you have curried favor with the Argent and at the suggestion of the Council of Thrones we offer you some conditions that will see your life spared in return for effective services.”

“Like what?” Uniana asked with her voice dripping with aloofness.

“Describe your familiarity with the sorcerer Mekthros Savius Faendryl?”

Her blood ran like fire and her voice became sharp and biting, “if you expect to me to sit in one of your dungeons playing a part in incriminating anyone but myself you should just kill me here and now. Death over bondage.”

A new voice, one distinctly feminine spoke out now, “ah, she’s just as melodramatic as was suggested.”

Uniana narrowed her eyes and retorted, “not unlike having a puppet court in a dark chamber with your interrogators in shadow.”

Another voice now, scholarly and low, explained “we are interested in your ability to record potentially illegal sorcerous activity within and without the city walls. There is mounting pressure after the events of the past years to ensure that we are aware of any potential individuals of concern. Your proximity and unfettered access to one of the most powerful and feared Faendryl sorcerers at present places you in a unique position.”

“To simply walk up and insert myself?” Uniana thought to herself. She knew that the Illistimi were problematic when it came to subterfuge but even this must seem poorly thought out.

“There is a prominent sorceress of a well-to-do family who is in need of a lady's maid and guide to Ta’Illistim. She coincidentally also is looking for an enchantress on retainer. She has agreed to pay a large amount of interest on your debts in order to take you into her service. You are to watch and report on any findings,” the female voice explained, “despite the manner of your recent apprehension it is said you are a master at discretion.”

Murstyr spoke again, “and there are additional conditions for this arrangement. You are to now and forever cease contact with anyone who ever had an association with the Dark Alliance, including family members. While under this agreement you are prohibited from performing any other,” he paused to emphasize disgust in the next word, “duties. You are simply a lady’s maid and an indentured enchantress. If there is any inclination that you are attempting to contact or signal someone with supposed ties to enemies of the City-State, it will be deathwort for both of you.”

A plea for death rose up in her throat. What life would that be? And what if a sorcerer conclave discovered what had she been doing? Most assuredly a fate worse than death. Then briefly, she felt it. The subtle pound of an alien heart within her chest, it was momentary but undeniable. She could almost hear the thumping. An echo of the connection that they once shared. Something to cling to. Something to live for.

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'''Summer 5121'''

“Fourteen years and nothing reported,” the voice outside her cell was heavy with anger.

“Fourteen years and nothing TO REPORT.” Uniana shouted with annoyance and laid her head back against the stone wall of her cell. “I told your Commander a year ago, kill me. I have no desire to waste away in this cell giving myself over to madness.”

“It will not be much longer now, Commander Javillerre requested your file this morning. You’ll be in the embrace of Gosaena before sunrise tomorrow.”

She didn’t want to give in to the fear or the taking stock of how she got here and what it all meant. Her regrets, her struggles, her joy, and triumphs were vacant now. She found solace in the fact that maybe that was true for everyone at the end. Her laments were mostly with regards to her cousin. Lysistrata was never overly tender but her words always provided a measure of strength to Uniana when she doubted herself and she desperately wished she could tell her how much her mentorship and guidance had meant. Somehow she still managed to feel embarrassed that she had never discovered the fate of Eryael.

She paused to quiet her mind and still her breath. Only one heartbeat. Her own lonely heart pumping with increasing speed at the threat of her anxiety.

A loud clatter made her recoil in fear. The gate to her cell was pulled open. A small box filled with her things was placed on the ground and then kicked inside. Atop her belongings was an elegantly scripted vellum letter sealed by a dark crimson wax imprinted with a storm griffin rending a deer. Her dirty hands pulled it apart with a frustrated curiosity.

''Lady Uniana Le’Gondren Nalfein,

''I await you at the garden shrine. This is not a request.''

''- H''

Her lips parted into an open-mouth smile as she let out a pant of relief that ended up sounding more like a chuckle.

''Some things never change.''

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'''Imaerasta 5121'''

Fifteen years. It had been fifteen years since she last attended a ball. She had danced with Teveriel then too though she couldn’t quite remember the whole of the details. There wasn’t much to note at the time; it was just another event in a string of balls that she would attend for the social season. The most she recounted was a masquerade in Ta’Illistim and she recalled she had a metallic lace rose mask fashioned especially. They were still enemies at the time, sharing a dance under veiled pretense of civility. A small piece of her had hoped that the ball to honor the fallen would serve as an opportunity to rewrite a history that should have been. But her story was never much intended to be a fairy tale and she knew as much.

The events of last night would serve as an opportunity. She had let her guard down, she felt too safe in Ta’Vaalor. Too safe under the eyes of the Legion. A mistake that would be immediately corrected. Today she was awake early, not in the typical way where she was restless and cursing Ronan. This morning, she woke with purpose and found Teveriel still asleep on the divan where Hanshayr had deposited him last night. She fetched a folded blanket from a cabinet, draped it over him and then departed the chalet. He was awake when she returned carrying a large object with a canvas shroud in her hand. Other packages followed behind her, a couple members of the household staff ushering them in. She called for them to be taken to the kitchen and have all that was presently in the pantry and larder tossed out. Though she briefly considered if she could season, preserve and package it and have it delivered to the Obsidian Tower in the West.

Then she greeted him, setting the object down on the floor next to the divan. She inquired into his current state and gave him a slow, chaste kiss on the forehead, then held her cheek there to check the warmth. Seeming pleased with his progress of recovery she'd call for his breakfast - a large plate of poached eggs covered in sliced beetroot and a herbaceous green sauce served with a chilled glass of pomegranate juice. As he went to reach for a fork she halted him, pulled the cover off the large object and revealed an alert, small sparrowhawk in a gilt-frosted iron cage. She took the silverware and cut a tiny piece from the side of his eggs and placed it in the cage, watching the bird devour it. Taking the spoon she dotted it into the juice and allowed the bird to nip at the dark liquid. Sitting in silence for a moment she watched the bird keenly, before nodding in approval, "I'll see a clean spoon is brought up." She offered him a kind smile and went off to tend to more fortifications to ensure the chalet would remain a safe haven in a city where she no longer felt safe.

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'''Imaerasta 5121'''

She was up early, again. Not troubled or restless, she could see the path before her clearly and resolutely. The bower had grown too cold as it seemed the snowfall had continued throughout the night. After tea was delivered and the fire tended she gathered a fur robe about herself and leaned up against the mullioned windows, her violet-haunted gaze focused on the glade below.

Teveriel had probably been up for hours at this point but you wouldn’t know it by the swing of his arm as he cut through the air with his blunted sword. His aim was true time and time again, slashing into a barkless tree marked with notches to represent the heights of various enemies. There was a new notch this morning, one towering above the others and he seemed to swing relentlessly at it with grim determination.

“The berserker,” she thought as she adjusted the teacup in her hands to palm the bottom of it while her other steadied the handle, taking a pause to flex her fingers and release some of the stiffness. No doubt this was a result of her attempting to aid Akenna last night with the imbuing of runes. Such tedious work, manipulating the elements. Not like people.

The flurry of hacking sounds pulled her from her thoughts as Teveriel made a rapid assault against the tree. She knew the idea of Zerroth’s return had brought him dark thoughts and opened old wounds that never really healed. But that wasn’t all the news there was to consider. Her carmine lips pulled into a faint smile before she took another sip of tea. She longed to have this chapter concluded and return east. There was so much to do. Parties to plan, dinners to host as the festive season drew near.

And then there was her harp. People had said before that she was something of an artist at it. She'd like to earn that title once more.

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'''Jastatos 5121'''

'''Who would she reunite with if given the chance?'''

Her mother? No. She doesn’t need to see all the ways she’s failed. Let her rest.

Eryael? Well, he doesn’t really seem to be dead now. Makes that answer a bit easier.

But what about...oh yes, ''him''. And then she thought about his funeral.

It was a typical day and she was bringing up a tray to her Mistress. The paper had been folded neatly, placed off to the side as she had done morning after morning but today when she reached the top of the stairs it slipped down and became a clump on the floor. Bending down to pick it up, she tried to crease it neatly the way it had been folded before when she took note of a headline along the corner: “SUPPOSED DEMONOLOGIST FROM NALFEIN SUCCUMBS TO FAILED SUMMONING”

She left the tray unattended on a nearby console table as she reviewed the details of the article. The facts were murky enough but his name was there and that he would be sent back home for a private funeral.

''They executed him.''

She had heard rumors that his name had come up numerous times in the treason and sedition trials following the war. She had seen him manipulate the forces beyond a hundred times and his power over them was confident, even aloof. He would have never lost control.

''They wouldn’t suffer a sorcerer.''

His family probably paid good money to keep the real cause from public record and this helped shape the continued narrative of the Shining City, that demons were dangerous and unyielding, even to pure elves.

Reclaiming her composure, she delivered her mistress her breakfast, paper neatly folded on the side and then requested a brief leave to visit her ailing great aunt in Ta’Nalfein. During the whole of her trip she was shadowed by a lithe figure in a dark cobalt silk cloak. The Sapphire Guard wasn’t being subtle, they didn’t need to be, but then again whoever was assigned to this task probably wasn’t exactly operating as one of their best.

The day of the funeral she made her way down into the kitchen of her aunt’s townhouse. She did have an aunt in Ta’Nalfein, though she was more alcoholic than ailing. And she wasn’t even staying here at the townhouse. Nothing made Uniana come to terms with her fallen status in society as much as the fact that her own great aunt would not receive her at the family estate but rather kept her at one of her minor properties, like she was some lukewarm acquaintance or passing merchant. Uniana vowed that if she lived through this ordeal she would ensure her status among her family and society would be elevated once more.

''If.'' He certainly didn’t make it out alive.

She grabbed one of the aprons and a plain leather-backed chainsil cloak from off one of the hooks near the backdoor and quietly made her way down the var, head lowered in discretion and possibly shame. The sidegate that led to his family’s garden was left open so that visitors could pay their respects but when she came upon the gathering there were only two males, about his age, dressed in plainish mourning clothes, a half-elf who was in brigandine and his mother. She had met his mother once. Uniana found her kind and smart, real smart. Not some kind of Nalfein feigned intelligence where you read a bit about this or that so you can manage conversations at parties but rather brilliant.

She looked so frail now, pouring loam and ash over a newly dug mound. Next to the smallish mound was a stone of ebony marble and Uniana could determine that it might have been rimmed in black ora but she didn’t dare get closer to the gathering. She remained near the gate out of both respect and fear. This was her fault. He was her mark. She had brought him to the Dark Alliance. She made his mother childless.

It wasn’t all a game to her though. Uniana was actually quite fond of him. He took things easily and he was powerful, a bit of a scoundrel but ever clinging to his elven superiority. There may have even been love between them if they could ever stop using each other.

The small group began to walk back towards the main house, the mother stopped to consider Uniana at a distance but turned away.
''
She doesn’t recognize me.''

Why would she? Uniana was concealed in outerwear suited only for the scullery and the dress underneath was an ill-fitted hand-me-down from her mistress who never used proper Elven tailors. Uniana took the opportunity to draw near the loose soil and she could see now that the small plaque had his name and had a tiny fragment of his runestaff contained within. From within the pocket of her loose dress she removed a single cutout snowflake crafted from dull metallic parchment. The necklace he had given her was long since sold for whatever meager silver it would have fetched but she still felt sentimental about it. And the ball where she wore it and after, the first time they kissed, even if it was all pretense.

He was by no means innocent but did he deserve this? Did he hate her for it all? Was any of it worth it? She didn’t deserve those questions answered though. If she could bring him back for one night, for the Eve of the Reunion, it wouldn’t be to calculate the cost of her deeds. She’d simply ask if he had a message for his mother.

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'''Eve of the Reunion 5121'''

As they raced down the pier Teveriel called for the crew to begin cutting the lines. The entire dock rolled under the swell of water that came in fast, continuous waves. The onslaught of rain in the whipping wind and the blinding flashes made it nearly impossible to see and Uniana was certain if she hadn't made the journey across the gangplank numerous times before she would have lost her footing. She kept a close grip on Yukito as Teveriel ushered both of them from a sentinel position in the rear.

As soon as they were aboard the ship lurched away from the dock, the sails flapping in the wind. Teveriel ordered the capstan up and Uniana saw Yukito positioned safely below deck. When she got to the helm she questioned their departure but Teveriel assessed rightly that they had no time to spare. To punctuate his statement a crashing wave came over the railing and forced the ship against the dock briefly. Uniana pulled the wheel away and managed to give Teveriel a fearful glance but he confidently assured her, "she will hold." He captained the crew to adjust the sails to catch the frightful wind and they instantly pulled away from the structure.

Goliath waves crashed into the island as they sailed north and away from the doomed land. The peril was far from over as they struggled to navigate the storm. At one point Uniana realized they had been going west again for the better part of half hour but was able to chart them back to the northeast. A few hours into their journey the storm gave way to a gentle, though constant, rain. Uniana took the opportunity to tie the wheel off and give her hands a rest. She went below deck and had tea brewed for herself, the captain and their guests. Before she went back to attend her duties she offered Yukito a blanket and encouraged him to find some real rest.

Dawn broke on the horizon but it only lit the clouds from behind, doing nothing to cease the rains. Before midday they reached their port and Calepher was as good as his word. Upon pulling into the bustling port of Ta'Loenthra, a skiff bearing a silver-harp on a purple sail came out to meet them. They were not permitted to dock but they were granted permission to anchor, supply and take rest for the evening. When morning came it did not go unnoticed that somehow Teveriel had smuggled aboard some artisan pastries and fresh coffee. Then while the crew prepared the ship for the exhausting voyage back to the West the trio of them leaned against the railing of the Blue Fortress, sipping their coffee and watching the sun come up in a clear sky for the first time in what seemed to be the better part of a month.

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'''Eoantos 5121'''

She had met with “H” all of three times before this encounter and each time he had used his intimidating presence to establish the nature of their relationship. He was in absolute control, he knew her movements, he knew things she assumed she had whispered in empty rooms and the way he regarded the things she said with a questioning, imperious glare made her feel as though he could sense her innermost thoughts. It made her wonder if he hadn’t a student or two of Harith in his service as well.

Even still, there was something to be said for the way he deferred to her insight or recommendations about how to rally or connect with the pockets of elves who privately acknowledged Mularos as their patron. He knew that she was a lynchpin to Eryael and if Eryael accomplished nothing else he fostered a new era of Mularosian worship in the City-States. Politicians, nobility, commanders --though without leadership these silent proselytes were floundering. They were in need of a sycophant and “H” was just the type to take up the mantle or at least instill a puppet figurehead.

That’s where the necessity of Eryael’s fate came in. Too many of them were even still under somewhat of his spell, much like Uniana. They required closure before they could possibly consider accepting a new head of their sects. No one would have been more knowledgeable or better equipped to discover the truth of his fate besides one of his soulbonds, Uniana. Uniana, who had spent years searching amongst the rubble of the Black Temple. Uniana, who had learned cartography to better understand the layout of the Dragonspine. Uniana, who studied under Lord Veythorne to learn more of wind currents and possible trajectories of debris on that day. Uniana, who still bore his mark with as much pride as one would display a wedding ring.

“The terms you had placed on my contract are complete,” she offered in the dark office that smelled of bourbon, velvetier and freshly-inked parchment. There was no lingering hint of roses in this room and she wondered if that would begin to dissipate from the other rooms of the estate as well. She reiterated to him the details she had collected and her own interpretation for him, “he is not dead but he is not on this plane. If you wish to commune with him I would recommend finding the best painters, vocalists and musicians and watching them. He will look for beauty and creativity as an anchor, only ones that are born of suffering and anguish. Though they have to be the very best, they would have to make Eorgina inclined to steal them away to build a second Li'aerion.”

“H” made no immediate reaction but drummed his fingers along a vellum that rested atop his desk. “Eager to have your new paramour buy you out from the Order hrm? And what of Eryael, will you try to lure him back? You’re artistically inclined or at least the documents suggest.” He paused his hand and regarded her with a cruel smile, “I’ve never had the pleasure.”

She opted not to address his second question and instead correct him on the details of his first, “the Order of the Lily does not deal in slavery or indentured servitude, I am free to resign at will. However, Lord Anduin is offering them a fair amount to ensure that we part amicably. Though my worth to them is obviously diminished along with my credibility.”

“H” offered her a dark smile. “Yes, a bit of a novelty now, aren’t you? No longer a main attraction. Still my contacts at the bank suggest that Lord Anduin is pulling together a prince’s ransom. At least someone still thinks you are worth that kind of trouble. Are you?”

Uniana didn’t respond, keeping her expressionless gaze on him.

“H” stood from behind his desk in a precise, clipped motion. He announced, “well then, there is one more bit of business to conclude. You will join me in the garden,” he gestured behind her towards the door and added with a barely suppressed maliciousness, “I trust you remember the way, if not, permit me to '''show''' you.”

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'''A letter crafted in the middle of the night on Phoenatos 28th, 5121.'''

''The folded parchment bears no other detail on it except the word “Diamond” in a neat, black ink across the front''

I apologize for not writing again since the sentence was commuted. It is difficult to ensure that these will get to you without the risk of any obtrusion. I have found myself in the West for the time being. Making contact with old connections for old purposes.

You were always my council, my heart and head are never to be trusted. I worry that my time away has made me soft and weak. The long years are giving me a desire to resign myself from all this wretched business. Is that pathetic? If I do press forward am I being stubborn? A part of me feels like I have already invested so much, I have to see an end.

Dear, I find myself questioning if I am foolish. What kind of madness am I infected with that I would continue to give myself to this thankless cause? Isn’t everything I lost enough of a reason to abandon my foolish need for closure? For resolution? There is another aspect of all this too, one I dare not even put down on the page lest the documentation of it makes it more real.

I would give anything to be in your radiant presence again but for now your words will more than suffice.

Your Loving Cousin,

Ruby

'''A letter crafted in the morning on Eoantos 23rd, 5121.'''

''Uniana held her quill above the parchment and considered for a moment that she should write the following in their coded hand. Upon further reflection, the nature of the letter spoke to honesty and the absence of clandestine operations in her life, so she wrote freely in Elven.''

Beloved Cousin,

I hope this finds you ever radiant and in proud spirits. Vyctus seems to be thriving with his naval endeavors and I hear that Lear is once more the talk of the Ardenai court with his charm and steady aim.

By now you have learned that I have left the Order of the Lily, my last contract fulfilled and myself now retired. My credibility amongst certain circles tarnished after my exposed allegiance during the war, my movements would never hold the power they once did. At least not as a courtesan.

And that brings to the point of this letter. These last few months I have been keeping the company of Lord Teveriel Anduin, who you know to be of good character and renowned as a hero among his house. He has inherited the title and estates of his father after his passing during the war. Some fifteen years ago we were so much in each other’s orbit but now the pull is undeniable. As the matriarch of our house, I seek your blessing if there is the opportunity for a formal alliance.

''The fine scripting on the vellum becomes a bit less neat.''

I know I have not always brought honor to our family and so your council in this matter will be heeded.

With Love,

Uniana

''She took great care once more as she addressed the front with “Lady Lysistrata Scio”''

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The fires in the grand hall were roaring but only the loudest pops and crackles were heard over the litany of conversations and the upbeat, rhythmic playing of the orchestra. Everywhere she looked were glittering metallic ornaments and ladies garbed in rich jewel toned velvet. Her own gown felt unnecessarily warm between the barrage of the fires and the density of the crowded room. It made her feel flush or perhaps that was the passing smile of a familiar face across the room.

Evergreen and gingerbread hung heavy in the air and she could almost taste the cinnamon and nutmeg of the mulled wine. Almost. Because none of this was real. Just another meditative daydream in an effort to escape the grim reality of her cold, dark cell somewhere in the labyrinthian building of the Ta'Illistim Keep. The pleasant noise of her dream was replaced by the constant patter of dripping water from the ceiling. A soft sob could be heard from down the hall within another cell. Uniana rolled on her cot and shut her eyes, trying not curse Ronan for the thousandth time. She hoped briefly that execution would come quickly, she couldn't take another winter in solitude. ''She wouldn't.''

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It was the sixth evening of their honeymoon in Ta’Nalfein and everything in her soul called to Uniana to remain in their shared bed. Yet, who knew when they would return to Ta'Nalfein again. At least some business would require her attention before more pleasure. She had made time to dive deeper into the organization known as the Sparrows of the Night Queen, she and her new husband had visited some family and prominent shops and that left one final distraction.

She had barely put her feet on the floor when her husband asked with a hint of disappointment, "you still mean to go then?" Her dark curls shifted subtly around her face as she nodded wordlessly which prompted him to rise as well. They dressed in cloaks with encompassing hoods and made their way to the distant side of the city to a small domed basilica trimmed in ivory marble.

The curved doors were open allowing for the quiet interior to be cooled by the sea air. Uniana stepped in first followed by Teveriel who narrowed his eyes as he studied the dim sanctuary. Uniana had no sooner pushed back her hood when a robed figure approached, arms outstretched. "I was hoping you would pay us a visit," the older elf's voice was warm and his demeanor full of familiarity. Uniana embraced him and he put an arm around her, nodding over to Teveriel. "You are very welcome here, Lord of Vaalor."

The older elf and Uniana began to walk down the aisle that led to the altar. Teveriel shifted a moment and considered following them but opted to sit and allow the two a private reunion. Teveriel watched them as they whispered back and forth with smiles, his own lips set firm with displeasure as they drew closer to an ivory statue of an elf with rose vines binding his wrists, the thorns piercing into the stone with such detail that it appeared as pliable flesh.

The duo bowed their heads before the statue and continued in muted conversation. The priest disappeared and returned, taking Uniana by the arm as he escorted her back to Teveriel who could now hear some of their conversation.

"We didn't win," the priest said emotionlessly, "and yet we did not lose. You are a good ambassador, you could have been a good scion but that was not your path," and the priest looked out into the pews to Teveriel who sat in a terse silence. "You are in a cycle of pleasure and beauty, doesn't the pain and loss you felt make it all the sweeter?" He did not let Uniana answer, "I have something for you. You earned it. You can walk in the light but the shadow of Lornon will always welcome you."

He opened a small box of night-dark glass rimmed in pearls that were just as black. Even as he opened it the jeweled item inside sparkled in the sparse light. His aged hands held it reverently and he lifted it to crown her. As it blended into Uniana's dark cherry curls the blazestar halo began to fade away and her form was bathed in a muted crimson essence. Teveriel took in a deep, steading breath.

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[[/Mapping The Future | Mapping The Future]]<br>
[[/Dark Water | Dark Water]]<br>
[[/An Oblique Fracture | An Oblique Fracture]]

==Lore Contributions==

[[/Fanning the Spark of Dissent: An Introduction to the Sparrows of the Night Queen | Fanning the Spark of Dissent: An Introduction to the Sparrows of the Night Queen]]

[[/Vaalorian Coastline Myth | Vaalorian Coastline Myth]]

[[/Socks for Soldiers | Socks for Soldiers]]

[[Hiemaltide| A Glimpse into the Ardenai Celebration of Hiemaltide]]

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Wyvern Wednesdays

2023-02-20T05:14:49Z

GREATFALLS:

Uniana (prime)

2023-02-20T04:53:21Z

GREATFALLS:

[[Image:UnianaoftheNalfein.jpg|thumb|Uniana and her expansive thistle tattoo, illustrated by brighnasa.]]

[[Image:TeverielUniana.png|thumb|Uniana and Teveriel on their way to the Festival of the Fallen ball, illustrated by Ashley Lange.]]

'''Lady Uniana Anduin Nalfein''' is a prominent socialite and currently maintains partial citizenship in [[Ta'Vaalor]].

Uniana was the only child of Lady Vlienive and Lord Chengric Le’Gondren [[Nalfein]]. Her father a minor noble and aspiring vintner, her mother of an ancient noble house and a former courtesan. She is the cousin of [[Lysistrata]], [[Lear]] and [[Vyctus]] Scio on her mother's side.

When she had come of age she was inducted to the Order of the Lily, a revered training house for the courtesan arts, though it was alleged to create operatives in all matters of the clandestine. When it was discovered that she had a latent aptitude for manipulating air currents she briefly was put into their elemancer program but her ability to pull and weave the flows of essence was sloppy and she seemed uninterested in attempting to apply herself to their rigorous research requirements. Even still, more recently she became something of a student of Lord [[Veythorne]], prior to his reclusion, learning more about the theology of air as well as the physical properties of the element.

After graduating from the Order of the Lily, she spent several years entertaining and offering companionship to the upper echelons of the City-States' society. Hearsay suggests that sometime around 5102 her frequent trips to the West were due to her supposed involvement with the [[Dark Alliance]] and that she was perhaps intimately connected to the Painlord [[Eryael]]. It is rumored that at some point around 5107 Ta'Illistim put her on trial for her supposed crimes towards the City-State during the second [[Griffin Sword Saga|Griffin Sword War]]. This could explain her complete disappearance from society and the gossip that she was serving as a lady's maid. At the end of summer 5121 she reappeared into society on retainer under the mysterious "H". This would be her last assignation and she retired from her Order before the end of the year.

She married Lord [[Teveriel (prime)|Teveriel]] Anduin Vaalor on Ivastaen the Twenty-First of 5122 and using her passion of cartography and understanding of air currents serves as the Chief Navigator for his fleet.

===Appearance===

:You see Lady Uniana Le'Gondren Nalfein the Socialite.
:She appears to be an Elf.
:She is shorter than average. She appears to have come of age. She has violet-shadowed, pale lilac eyes and ivory skin. She has long, silky black cherry-hued hair twisted into loose ringlets. She has an unlined face and subtly arched eyebrows. Her soft lips are tinged with understated carmine.
:She has a thin scar of delicate intertwined thorns on her neck.
:She is in good shape.
:She is holding an alum-slated viridian silk fan in her right hand.
:She is wearing a fanning necklet of cabochon emeralds and minute black pearls, a shoulder-gathered emerald satin chiton with a dramatic plunging neckline, an upward terminating faenor cincher of wrought thorn vines, a domed rich viridian faenor signet ring, and some soft ebon suede ankle-tied sandals beaded with oblong nephrites.

:'''an alum-slated viridian silk fan'''
: ''Intricately etched to mimic the curve, length, and texture of a rose vine, three of the fan's alum slats are imbedded with tiny malachite chips, while the remaining three are carved into a twisted thorn shape. Viridian marbrinus silk stretches between beautifully wrought slats and is painted with a blooming ebon rose, whose petals are appliqued with crushed velvet. A pair of malachite cabochons is set within the alum handle, which is fitted with an ebon-veined viridian silk wrist strap.''

:'''a domed rich viridian faenor signet ring'''
: ''The signet is made of faenor in the design of an elven-style crest, divided in the imperial style. The background is composed of green jade with a single blood red spiral curling from the top to encompass a black rose. Set below the rose is a thistle of deep amethyst accented with hues of blood red, resting atop a black dagger. Flanked to the right side is a stalk of golden foxglove resting on an ebon wine goblet and to the left is a pure white lily with a blood red center.''

===Wedding Attire===

:You see Lady Uniana Anduin Nalfein.
:She appears to be an Elf.
:She is shorter than average and has a nipped waist silhouette. She appears to have come of age. She has violet-shadowed, pale lilac eyes and ivory skin. She has long, silky black cherry-hued hair falling about her body in fragile tufts with some speckled pale apple blossoms amid the large, soft curls. She has an unlined face and subtly arched eyebrows. Her soft lips are tinged with understated carmine. She has some helical nacreous vaalin chains adorned with some gold-dipped feathers dangling from her ears.
:She has a thin scar of delicate intertwined thorns on her neck.
:She is in good shape.
:She is holding a feathery silk-tied bouquet of vibrant greenery and pale blossoms in her left hand.
:She is wearing a hair-thin chain of electrum and nacre resting against the sternum, a long vert train of tonal silk forming dark-hearted roses and gilt-traced dragonstalks over a tiered-hem hunter green chiffon gown hung from two wispy diaphanous panels, a floriated petite lasimor band gracing the left ring finger, a voluminous jade silk dupioni underskirt warmed by honey sheens, and a pair of thick cork-heeled sandals secured by a cagelike array of gold samite straps.

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'''Sometime in 5105'''

It was in his nature to approach with humility but his demeanor now might even border on timid perhaps even fearful. After a lifetime of service and the multitude of times entering somewhere unheard, there was so much effort extended now into being respectful and quiet, almost silent. The study was darker than it should have been, a symptom of the prompt dismissal of any who dare to enter. The concentration of light was focused on a heavy wood desk. The silhouette of a fragile female elf leaned against the edge of the tabletop focused on what lay beneath.

Without looking up from the map that she so intently studied, her voice questioned with a tiredness she either couldn't manage to hide or no longer cared to, "what?"

The recent intruder offered in a gentle tone, "can I get you something? When was the last time you accepted a meal?"

Though her fist tightened her tone did not change as she repeated, "what is it?"

There was no getting around what had to be said and it felt like even a sigh of exasperation would be a wasted breath. He mustered all of the courage and strength that he had gained from being in the employ of such an infamous creature and explained, "The bank will loan no more on your credit and your accounts are exhausted. Perhaps it is time to consider calling off the expedition."

Finally, the female elf lifted her face and settled her heavy purple-toned gaze upon her servant. Her demeanor was neither cold nor angry, she spoke evenly almost as a matter of fact, "then levy the estates, the vineyard, the lake house, sell the galleon. Clean out every closet, every jewelry box, anything of value that is remotely in my possession."

As her servant opened his mouth in what was sure to be a cautious protest she cut him off and made her intent clear once again. "The only conclusion to this endeavor is finding Eryael Ladrinyth alive."
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''< Originally posted in 2005>

''Harsh, shrill air whipped over her face with a violent sting, bringing tears to her blood-shot eyes. The cold of the mountain made the muscles of her face burn deep into the nerves. With a hopeless sigh, she turned and looked at the darkness that surrounded her, icy crags shrouded in grey fog. It would not be much different than the maze exercises her Order had insisted that she practice. Her watery gaze studied the incline for an extended moment and then the lithe elf shut her eyes. Inside her mind a pattern developed --each twist and turn, each rock and ravine she would be able to surmount and comb through. After calculating erratically the position of where the Black Temple had fallen, she began her ascension up the Dragonspine.

''Her movement was sluggish as she trudged along in the deep snow, sinking into her knees with each step. The thin silk skirt that was draped over her legs was dampened by the wet fall. Like a thousand slivers digging into her feet, she could feel every crack and point of unleveled ground beneath her. Feebly, she tried to keep her hands warm by sheltering them within her sleeves but it was only a matter of hours before the painful sensations that plagued them were replaced with consuming numbness.

''It was difficult for her to focus on the white-capped peaks ahead, even where she stood now the wind howled and clawed at her exposed skin. She took a gasping breath of frozen air that made her lungs burn in her chest and cried out, agonized voice echoing among the looming alpines, “Eryael!”
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''Warm tears flooded her eyes until they breached the edges, succumbing to the frigid environment. Stumbling under a large conifer the girl huddled against the tree to shield herself from the unrelenting chill. The wind peeled at the layers of her cracked lips, while she parted them to murmur, “I will find you…”.''

'''Autumn 5105'''

How long had it been since she was found atop the side of the mountain? When she was found her extremities were a dark blue-purple with frostbite, malnourished and near completely under the influence of Zelia. She was recovering but her delicate elven features were now gaunt and sickly, her lips still healing from the deep chapped cracks. In the past months she spent most of her time laying on a chaise longue next to the window in her room that faced the Dragonspine. Days were spent in eerie silence as she looked at the mountain forlornly.

After all this time, she finally sent for him in the midst of getting her ringleted hair brushed. She did not dismiss her handmaiden as she spoke but neither turned to look at him either. “Is it true?”

He took a step where she reclined and nodded to dismiss the handmaiden. He claimed the brush from her before she left and began to pull through the black cherry-hued strands with a loving gentleness. “The City-State is calling in your loans,” pausing to add for clarity, “all of them.”

She made no sound but stretched out her legs from next to her, extending them to the end of the chaise. “Then we return home, for now,” she responded.

The hesitation was almost paralyzing as her servant spoke, “there is more. Our sources have stated they have seen a warrant being drafted at the magistrate’s office. They know that the expedition is not a recovery but a rescue. Evidence has mounted and it is only a matter of days before you are formally charged with treason and high-crimes against the Shining City. It seems reasonable that the Sapphire Guard will be at our door within the week.”

He couldn’t see her smile but he could hear the musing in her soft voice, “then we had better pack fast.”

The idle brushing continued as he delivered a grim counter, “we would have been safe from extradition had the state of the accounts not been so vast. The debt is nearly immeasurable. Nalfein will deliver us without hesitation.”

“Oh,” was the simple reply and it was followed by a length of silence with only the subtle rustle of the horsehair brush through her dark red hair. Then she sat up, pulling away and stated with no urgency, “have Samiel lay out the cardinal dupioni silk gown, the gold and eahnor pendant that goes with it. Then I want you to give whatever we have left to the remaining servants and dismiss them under the cover of night.” Standing up then, she turns towards her servant, “you have been the truest and given more than I ever had the right to ask for. There is a bottle in the cellar that is marked with a faint golden script near the bottom of the middle rack. Inside are the details of a seaside villa that has no ties to me or my family in the Bay of Black Pearls. It is yours with my deepest gratitude.” Another pause was taken so that she could place her hands upon his, clutching them around the brush. “This is my final ask of you and I will hear no retort.”

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'''Winter 5107'''

Her hands were bound with steel cuffs, it seemed unnecessary but also rather ironic. At least she could find some humor in the situation, if not a bit of flattery. As she shifted her small wrists in the heavy shackles a booming voice rang out in the small chamber.

“Uniana Le’Gondren Nalfein, you stand charged with treason against the City-State of Illistim, stimulating war against the Shining City, encouraging sorcery within the city walls, endangering the safety of others and aiding and abetting known war criminals. How do you plead?”

“Often and believably. Would you like to hear?” Uniana pulled her lips into a side-set grin.

Another voice came from off to the side, as Murstyr Javilerre quipped “Of course she wouldn’t take this seriously.”

Uniana shook her head. “I noticed there is no one recording this briefing but I would like to go on record that I appreciate Lord Javilerre’s forceful method of cuffing.” She raised her shackled wrists for emphasis and changed her gaze to focus directly on the aged elf and murmured lasciviously, “now I know where your son acquired his skills.”

Murstyr moved towards the small enclosed platform where she stood in a threatening manner before the commanding voice from before ordered, “Enough. The evidence against you is insurmountable. We have every believable argument to sentence you to death.” The voice took a pause while Uniana remained in silence looking into the darkened corners of the chamber unphased. “Though, you have curried favor with the Argent and at the suggestion of the Council of Thrones we offer you some conditions that will see your life spared in return for effective services.”

“Like what?” Uniana asked with her voice dripping with aloofness.

“Describe your familiarity with the sorcerer Mekthros Savius Faendryl?”

Her blood ran like fire and her voice became sharp and biting, “if you expect to me to sit in one of your dungeons playing a part in incriminating anyone but myself you should just kill me here and now. Death over bondage.”

A new voice, one distinctly feminine spoke out now, “ah, she’s just as melodramatic as was suggested.”

Uniana narrowed her eyes and retorted, “not unlike having a puppet court in a dark chamber with your interrogators in shadow.”

Another voice now, scholarly and low, explained “we are interested in your ability to record potentially illegal sorcerous activity within and without the city walls. There is mounting pressure after the events of the past years to ensure that we are aware of any potential individuals of concern. Your proximity and unfettered access to one of the most powerful and feared Faendryl sorcerers at present places you in a unique position.”

“To simply walk up and insert myself?” Uniana thought to herself. She knew that the Illistimi were problematic when it came to subterfuge but even this must seem poorly thought out.

“There is a prominent sorceress of a well-to-do family who is in need of a lady's maid and guide to Ta’Illistim. She coincidentally also is looking for an enchantress on retainer. She has agreed to pay a large amount of interest on your debts in order to take you into her service. You are to watch and report on any findings,” the female voice explained, “despite the manner of your recent apprehension it is said you are a master at discretion.”

Murstyr spoke again, “and there are additional conditions for this arrangement. You are to now and forever cease contact with anyone who ever had an association with the Dark Alliance, including family members. While under this agreement you are prohibited from performing any other,” he paused to emphasize disgust in the next word, “duties. You are simply a lady’s maid and an indentured enchantress. If there is any inclination that you are attempting to contact or signal someone with supposed ties to enemies of the City-State, it will be deathwort for both of you.”

A plea for death rose up in her throat. What life would that be? And what if a sorcerer conclave discovered what had she been doing? Most assuredly a fate worse than death. Then briefly, she felt it. The subtle pound of an alien heart within her chest, it was momentary but undeniable. She could almost hear the thumping. An echo of the connection that they once shared. Something to cling to. Something to live for.

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'''Summer 5121'''

“Fourteen years and nothing reported,” the voice outside her cell was heavy with anger.

“Fourteen years and nothing TO REPORT.” Uniana shouted with annoyance and laid her head back against the stone wall of her cell. “I told your Commander a year ago, kill me. I have no desire to waste away in this cell giving myself over to madness.”

“It will not be much longer now, Commander Javillerre requested your file this morning. You’ll be in the embrace of Gosaena before sunrise tomorrow.”

She didn’t want to give in to the fear or the taking stock of how she got here and what it all meant. Her regrets, her struggles, her joy, and triumphs were vacant now. She found solace in the fact that maybe that was true for everyone at the end. Her laments were mostly with regards to her cousin. Lysistrata was never overly tender but her words always provided a measure of strength to Uniana when she doubted herself and she desperately wished she could tell her how much her mentorship and guidance had meant. Somehow she still managed to feel embarrassed that she had never discovered the fate of Eryael.

She paused to quiet her mind and still her breath. Only one heartbeat. Her own lonely heart pumping with increasing speed at the threat of her anxiety.

A loud clatter made her recoil in fear. The gate to her cell was pulled open. A small box filled with her things was placed on the ground and then kicked inside. Atop her belongings was an elegantly scripted vellum letter sealed by a dark crimson wax imprinted with a storm griffin rending a deer. Her dirty hands pulled it apart with a frustrated curiosity.

''Lady Uniana Le’Gondren Nalfein,

''I await you at the garden shrine. This is not a request.''

''- H''

Her lips parted into an open-mouth smile as she let out a pant of relief that ended up sounding more like a chuckle.

''Some things never change.''

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'''Imaerasta 5121'''

Fifteen years. It had been fifteen years since she last attended a ball. She had danced with Teveriel then too though she couldn’t quite remember the whole of the details. There wasn’t much to note at the time; it was just another event in a string of balls that she would attend for the social season. The most she recounted was a masquerade in Ta’Illistim and she recalled she had a metallic lace rose mask fashioned especially. They were still enemies at the time, sharing a dance under veiled pretense of civility. A small piece of her had hoped that the ball to honor the fallen would serve as an opportunity to rewrite a history that should have been. But her story was never much intended to be a fairy tale and she knew as much.

The events of last night would serve as an opportunity. She had let her guard down, she felt too safe in Ta’Vaalor. Too safe under the eyes of the Legion. A mistake that would be immediately corrected. Today she was awake early, not in the typical way where she was restless and cursing Ronan. This morning, she woke with purpose and found Teveriel still asleep on the divan where Hanshayr had deposited him last night. She fetched a folded blanket from a cabinet, draped it over him and then departed the chalet. He was awake when she returned carrying a large object with a canvas shroud in her hand. Other packages followed behind her, a couple members of the household staff ushering them in. She called for them to be taken to the kitchen and have all that was presently in the pantry and larder tossed out. Though she briefly considered if she could season, preserve and package it and have it delivered to the Obsidian Tower in the West.

Then she greeted him, setting the object down on the floor next to the divan. She inquired into his current state and gave him a slow, chaste kiss on the forehead, then held her cheek there to check the warmth. Seeming pleased with his progress of recovery she'd call for his breakfast - a large plate of poached eggs covered in sliced beetroot and a herbaceous green sauce served with a chilled glass of pomegranate juice. As he went to reach for a fork she halted him, pulled the cover off the large object and revealed an alert, small sparrowhawk in a gilt-frosted iron cage. She took the silverware and cut a tiny piece from the side of his eggs and placed it in the cage, watching the bird devour it. Taking the spoon she dotted it into the juice and allowed the bird to nip at the dark liquid. Sitting in silence for a moment she watched the bird keenly, before nodding in approval, "I'll see a clean spoon is brought up." She offered him a kind smile and went off to tend to more fortifications to ensure the chalet would remain a safe haven in a city where she no longer felt safe.

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'''Imaerasta 5121'''

She was up early, again. Not troubled or restless, she could see the path before her clearly and resolutely. The bower had grown too cold as it seemed the snowfall had continued throughout the night. After tea was delivered and the fire tended she gathered a fur robe about herself and leaned up against the mullioned windows, her violet-haunted gaze focused on the glade below.

Teveriel had probably been up for hours at this point but you wouldn’t know it by the swing of his arm as he cut through the air with his blunted sword. His aim was true time and time again, slashing into a barkless tree marked with notches to represent the heights of various enemies. There was a new notch this morning, one towering above the others and he seemed to swing relentlessly at it with grim determination.

“The berserker,” she thought as she adjusted the teacup in her hands to palm the bottom of it while her other steadied the handle, taking a pause to flex her fingers and release some of the stiffness. No doubt this was a result of her attempting to aid Akenna last night with the imbuing of runes. Such tedious work, manipulating the elements. Not like people.

The flurry of hacking sounds pulled her from her thoughts as Teveriel made a rapid assault against the tree. She knew the idea of Zerroth’s return had brought him dark thoughts and opened old wounds that never really healed. But that wasn’t all the news there was to consider. Her carmine lips pulled into a faint smile before she took another sip of tea. She longed to have this chapter concluded and return east. There was so much to do. Parties to plan, dinners to host as the festive season drew near.

And then there was her harp. People had said before that she was something of an artist at it. She'd like to earn that title once more.

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'''Jastatos 5121'''

'''Who would she reunite with if given the chance?'''

Her mother? No. She doesn’t need to see all the ways she’s failed. Let her rest.

Eryael? Well, he doesn’t really seem to be dead now. Makes that answer a bit easier.

But what about...oh yes, ''him''. And then she thought about his funeral.

It was a typical day and she was bringing up a tray to her Mistress. The paper had been folded neatly, placed off to the side as she had done morning after morning but today when she reached the top of the stairs it slipped down and became a clump on the floor. Bending down to pick it up, she tried to crease it neatly the way it had been folded before when she took note of a headline along the corner: “SUPPOSED DEMONOLOGIST FROM NALFEIN SUCCUMBS TO FAILED SUMMONING”

She left the tray unattended on a nearby console table as she reviewed the details of the article. The facts were murky enough but his name was there and that he would be sent back home for a private funeral.

''They executed him.''

She had heard rumors that his name had come up numerous times in the treason and sedition trials following the war. She had seen him manipulate the forces beyond a hundred times and his power over them was confident, even aloof. He would have never lost control.

''They wouldn’t suffer a sorcerer.''

His family probably paid good money to keep the real cause from public record and this helped shape the continued narrative of the Shining City, that demons were dangerous and unyielding, even to pure elves.

Reclaiming her composure, she delivered her mistress her breakfast, paper neatly folded on the side and then requested a brief leave to visit her ailing great aunt in Ta’Nalfein. During the whole of her trip she was shadowed by a lithe figure in a dark cobalt silk cloak. The Sapphire Guard wasn’t being subtle, they didn’t need to be, but then again whoever was assigned to this task probably wasn’t exactly operating as one of their best.

The day of the funeral she made her way down into the kitchen of her aunt’s townhouse. She did have an aunt in Ta’Nalfein, though she was more alcoholic than ailing. And she wasn’t even staying here at the townhouse. Nothing made Uniana come to terms with her fallen status in society as much as the fact that her own great aunt would not receive her at the family estate but rather kept her at one of her minor properties, like she was some lukewarm acquaintance or passing merchant. Uniana vowed that if she lived through this ordeal she would ensure her status among her family and society would be elevated once more.

''If.'' He certainly didn’t make it out alive.

She grabbed one of the aprons and a plain leather-backed chainsil cloak from off one of the hooks near the backdoor and quietly made her way down the var, head lowered in discretion and possibly shame. The sidegate that led to his family’s garden was left open so that visitors could pay their respects but when she came upon the gathering there were only two males, about his age, dressed in plainish mourning clothes, a half-elf who was in brigandine and his mother. She had met his mother once. Uniana found her kind and smart, real smart. Not some kind of Nalfein feigned intelligence where you read a bit about this or that so you can manage conversations at parties but rather brilliant.

She looked so frail now, pouring loam and ash over a newly dug mound. Next to the smallish mound was a stone of ebony marble and Uniana could determine that it might have been rimmed in black ora but she didn’t dare get closer to the gathering. She remained near the gate out of both respect and fear. This was her fault. He was her mark. She had brought him to the Dark Alliance. She made his mother childless.

It wasn’t all a game to her though. Uniana was actually quite fond of him. He took things easily and he was powerful, a bit of a scoundrel but ever clinging to his elven superiority. There may have even been love between them if they could ever stop using each other.

The small group began to walk back towards the main house, the mother stopped to consider Uniana at a distance but turned away.
''
She doesn’t recognize me.''

Why would she? Uniana was concealed in outerwear suited only for the scullery and the dress underneath was an ill-fitted hand-me-down from her mistress who never used proper Elven tailors. Uniana took the opportunity to draw near the loose soil and she could see now that the small plaque had his name and had a tiny fragment of his runestaff contained within. From within the pocket of her loose dress she removed a single cutout snowflake crafted from dull metallic parchment. The necklace he had given her was long since sold for whatever meager silver it would have fetched but she still felt sentimental about it. And the ball where she wore it and after, the first time they kissed, even if it was all pretense.

He was by no means innocent but did he deserve this? Did he hate her for it all? Was any of it worth it? She didn’t deserve those questions answered though. If she could bring him back for one night, for the Eve of the Reunion, it wouldn’t be to calculate the cost of her deeds. She’d simply ask if he had a message for his mother.

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'''Eve of the Reunion 5121'''

As they raced down the pier Teveriel called for the crew to begin cutting the lines. The entire dock rolled under the swell of water that came in fast, continuous waves. The onslaught of rain in the whipping wind and the blinding flashes made it nearly impossible to see and Uniana was certain if she hadn't made the journey across the gangplank numerous times before she would have lost her footing. She kept a close grip on Yukito as Teveriel ushered both of them from a sentinel position in the rear.

As soon as they were aboard the ship lurched away from the dock, the sails flapping in the wind. Teveriel ordered the capstan up and Uniana saw Yukito positioned safely below deck. When she got to the helm she questioned their departure but Teveriel assessed rightly that they had no time to spare. To punctuate his statement a crashing wave came over the railing and forced the ship against the dock briefly. Uniana pulled the wheel away and managed to give Teveriel a fearful glance but he confidently assured her, "she will hold." He captained the crew to adjust the sails to catch the frightful wind and they instantly pulled away from the structure.

Goliath waves crashed into the island as they sailed north and away from the doomed land. The peril was far from over as they struggled to navigate the storm. At one point Uniana realized they had been going west again for the better part of half hour but was able to chart them back to the northeast. A few hours into their journey the storm gave way to a gentle, though constant, rain. Uniana took the opportunity to tie the wheel off and give her hands a rest. She went below deck and had tea brewed for herself, the captain and their guests. Before she went back to attend her duties she offered Yukito a blanket and encouraged him to find some real rest.

Dawn broke on the horizon but it only lit the clouds from behind, doing nothing to cease the rains. Before midday they reached their port and Calepher was as good as his word. Upon pulling into the bustling port of Ta'Loenthra, a skiff bearing a silver-harp on a purple sail came out to meet them. They were not permitted to dock but they were granted permission to anchor, supply and take rest for the evening. When morning came it did not go unnoticed that somehow Teveriel had smuggled aboard some artisan pastries and fresh coffee. Then while the crew prepared the ship for the exhausting voyage back to the West the trio of them leaned against the railing of the Blue Fortress, sipping their coffee and watching the sun come up in a clear sky for the first time in what seemed to be the better part of a month.

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'''Eoantos 5121'''

She had met with “H” all of three times before this encounter and each time he had used his intimidating presence to establish the nature of their relationship. He was in absolute control, he knew her movements, he knew things she assumed she had whispered in empty rooms and the way he regarded the things she said with a questioning, imperious glare made her feel as though he could sense her innermost thoughts. It made her wonder if he hadn’t a student or two of Harith in his service as well.

Even still, there was something to be said for the way he deferred to her insight or recommendations about how to rally or connect with the pockets of elves who privately acknowledged Mularos as their patron. He knew that she was a lynchpin to Eryael and if Eryael accomplished nothing else he fostered a new era of Mularosian worship in the City-States. Politicians, nobility, commanders --though without leadership these silent proselytes were floundering. They were in need of a sycophant and “H” was just the type to take up the mantle or at least instill a puppet figurehead.

That’s where the necessity of Eryael’s fate came in. Too many of them were even still under somewhat of his spell, much like Uniana. They required closure before they could possibly consider accepting a new head of their sects. No one would have been more knowledgeable or better equipped to discover the truth of his fate besides one of his soulbonds, Uniana. Uniana, who had spent years searching amongst the rubble of the Black Temple. Uniana, who had learned cartography to better understand the layout of the Dragonspine. Uniana, who studied under Lord Veythorne to learn more of wind currents and possible trajectories of debris on that day. Uniana, who still bore his mark with as much pride as one would display a wedding ring.

“The terms you had placed on my contract are complete,” she offered in the dark office that smelled of bourbon, velvetier and freshly-inked parchment. There was no lingering hint of roses in this room and she wondered if that would begin to dissipate from the other rooms of the estate as well. She reiterated to him the details she had collected and her own interpretation for him, “he is not dead but he is not on this plane. If you wish to commune with him I would recommend finding the best painters, vocalists and musicians and watching them. He will look for beauty and creativity as an anchor, only ones that are born of suffering and anguish. Though they have to be the very best, they would have to make Eorgina inclined to steal them away to build a second Li'aerion.”

“H” made no immediate reaction but drummed his fingers along a vellum that rested atop his desk. “Eager to have your new paramour buy you out from the Order hrm? And what of Eryael, will you try to lure him back? You’re artistically inclined or at least the documents suggest.” He paused his hand and regarded her with a cruel smile, “I’ve never had the pleasure.”

She opted not to address his second question and instead correct him on the details of his first, “the Order of the Lily does not deal in slavery or indentured servitude, I am free to resign at will. However, Lord Anduin is offering them a fair amount to ensure that we part amicably. Though my worth to them is obviously diminished along with my credibility.”

“H” offered her a dark smile. “Yes, a bit of a novelty now, aren’t you? No longer a main attraction. Still my contacts at the bank suggest that Lord Anduin is pulling together a prince’s ransom. At least someone still thinks you are worth that kind of trouble. Are you?”

Uniana didn’t respond, keeping her expressionless gaze on him.

“H” stood from behind his desk in a precise, clipped motion. He announced, “well then, there is one more bit of business to conclude. You will join me in the garden,” he gestured behind her towards the door and added with a barely suppressed maliciousness, “I trust you remember the way, if not, permit me to '''show''' you.”

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'''A letter crafted in the middle of the night on Phoenatos 28th, 5121.'''

''The folded parchment bears no other detail on it except the word “Diamond” in a neat, black ink across the front''

I apologize for not writing again since the sentence was commuted. It is difficult to ensure that these will get to you without the risk of any obtrusion. I have found myself in the West for the time being. Making contact with old connections for old purposes.

You were always my council, my heart and head are never to be trusted. I worry that my time away has made me soft and weak. The long years are giving me a desire to resign myself from all this wretched business. Is that pathetic? If I do press forward am I being stubborn? A part of me feels like I have already invested so much, I have to see an end.

Dear, I find myself questioning if I am foolish. What kind of madness am I infected with that I would continue to give myself to this thankless cause? Isn’t everything I lost enough of a reason to abandon my foolish need for closure? For resolution? There is another aspect of all this too, one I dare not even put down on the page lest the documentation of it makes it more real.

I would give anything to be in your radiant presence again but for now your words will more than suffice.

Your Loving Cousin,

Ruby

'''A letter crafted in the morning on Eoantos 23rd, 5121.'''

''Uniana held her quill above the parchment and considered for a moment that she should write the following in their coded hand. Upon further reflection, the nature of the letter spoke to honesty and the absence of clandestine operations in her life, so she wrote freely in Elven.''

Beloved Cousin,

I hope this finds you ever radiant and in proud spirits. Vyctus seems to be thriving with his naval endeavors and I hear that Lear is once more the talk of the Ardenai court with his charm and steady aim.

By now you have learned that I have left the Order of the Lily, my last contract fulfilled and myself now retired. My credibility amongst certain circles tarnished after my exposed allegiance during the war, my movements would never hold the power they once did. At least not as a courtesan.

And that brings to the point of this letter. These last few months I have been keeping the company of Lord Teveriel Anduin, who you know to be of good character and renowned as a hero among his house. He has inherited the title and estates of his father after his passing during the war. Some fifteen years ago we were so much in each other’s orbit but now the pull is undeniable. As the matriarch of our house, I seek your blessing if there is the opportunity for a formal alliance.

''The fine scripting on the vellum becomes a bit less neat.''

I know I have not always brought honor to our family and so your council in this matter will be heeded.

With Love,

Uniana

''She took great care once more as she addressed the front with “Lady Lysistrata Scio”''

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The fires in the grand hall were roaring but only the loudest pops and crackles were heard over the litany of conversations and the upbeat, rhythmic playing of the orchestra. Everywhere she looked were glittering metallic ornaments and ladies garbed in rich jewel toned velvet. Her own gown felt unnecessarily warm between the barrage of the fires and the density of the crowded room. It made her feel flush or perhaps that was the passing smile of a familiar face across the room.

Evergreen and gingerbread hung heavy in the air and she could almost taste the cinnamon and nutmeg of the mulled wine. Almost. Because none of this was real. Just another meditative daydream in an effort to escape the grim reality of her cold, dark cell somewhere in the labyrinthian building of the Ta'Illistim Keep. The pleasant noise of her dream was replaced by the constant patter of dripping water from the ceiling. A soft sob could be heard from down the hall within another cell. Uniana rolled on her cot and shut her eyes, trying not curse Ronan for the thousandth time. She hoped briefly that execution would come quickly, she couldn't take another winter in solitude. ''She wouldn't.''

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It was the sixth evening of their honeymoon in Ta’Nalfein and everything in her soul called to Uniana to remain in their shared bed. Yet, who knew when they would return to Ta'Nalfein again. At least some business would require her attention before more pleasure. She had made time to dive deeper into the organization known as the Sparrows of the Night Queen, she and her new husband had visited some family and prominent shops and that left one final distraction.

She had barely put her feet on the floor when her husband asked with a hint of disappointment, "you still mean to go then?" Her dark curls shifted subtly around her face as she nodded wordlessly which prompted him to rise as well. They dressed in cloaks with encompassing hoods and made their way to the distant side of the city to a small domed basilica trimmed in ivory marble.

The curved doors were open allowing for the quiet interior to be cooled by the sea air. Uniana stepped in first followed by Teveriel who narrowed his eyes as he studied the dim sanctuary. Uniana had no sooner pushed back her hood when a robed figure approached, arms outstretched. "I was hoping you would pay us a visit," the older elf's voice was warm and his demeanor full of familiarity. Uniana embraced him and he put an arm around her, nodding over to Teveriel. "You are very welcome here, Lord of Vaalor."

The older elf and Uniana began to walk down the aisle that led to the altar. Teveriel shifted a moment and considered following them but opted to sit and allow the two a private reunion. Teveriel watched them as they whispered back and forth with smiles, his own lips set firm with displeasure as they drew closer to an ivory statue of an elf with rose vines binding his wrists, the thorns piercing into the stone with such detail that it appeared as pliable flesh.

The duo bowed their heads before the statue and continued in muted conversation. The priest disappeared and returned, taking Uniana by the arm as he escorted her back to Teveriel who could now hear some of their conversation.

"We didn't win," the priest said emotionlessly, "and yet we did not lose. You are a good ambassador, you could have been a good scion but that was not your path," and the priest looked out into the pews to Teveriel who sat in a terse silence. "You are in a cycle of pleasure and beauty, doesn't the pain and loss you felt make it all the sweeter?" He did not let Uniana answer, "I have something for you. You earned it. You can walk in the light but the shadow of Lornon will always welcome you."

He opened a small box of night-dark glass rimmed in pearls that were just as black. Even as he opened it the jeweled item inside sparkled in the sparse light. His aged hands held it reverently and he lifted it to crown her. As it blended into Uniana's dark cherry curls the blazestar halo began to fade away and her form was bathed in a muted crimson essence. Teveriel took in a deep, steading breath.

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</div> [[/Can't Be Washed Away | Can't Be Washed Away]]
[[/Mapping The Future| Mapping The Future]]

==Lore Contributions==

[[/Fanning the Spark of Dissent: An Introduction to the Sparrows of the Night Queen | Fanning the Spark of Dissent: An Introduction to the Sparrows of the Night Queen]]

[[/Vaalorian Coastline Myth | Vaalorian Coastline Myth]]

[[/Socks for Soldiers | Socks for Soldiers]]

[[Hiemaltide| A Glimpse into the Ardenai Celebration of Hiemaltide]]

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[[Category: Prime player characters]]
[[Category: Ta'Vaalor player characters]]
[[Category: Elf player characters]]
[[Category: Nalfein player characters]]

Deity messaging

2023-02-18T16:45:23Z

GREATFALLS: added Fash 311/320

This page contains the unique messaging for spells and abilities that depend on a character's deity alignment (via {{boldmono|[[CONVERT (verb)|CONVERT]]}}). Information on this page feeds into each Arkati's/Spirit's individual article (i.e. to see all of the Ronan messaging collected, view the [[Ronan#Messaging|Ronan]] article) and to each spell's or ability's article (i.e. see [[Well of Life (308)#Messaging|Well of Life]]). '''Note:''' Edits made here must follow a specific format in order to correctly populate.

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== Chant ==
For clerics and paladins, {{boldmono|[[CHANT (verb)|CHANT]]}} results in a deity-specific prayer or orison.<section begin=chant />
===Pantheon of Liabo===
;Charl <section begin=Charl chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for the power of a squall to manifest in you by Charl's hand.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for the power of a squall to manifest in him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Charl, causing sea blue and emerald light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing sea blue and emerald light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Charl chant />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Cholen for creativity and joy to inspire you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for creativity and joy to inspire him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Cholen, causing crimson and gold light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing crimson and gold light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Cholen chant />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for the heat of Eonak's forge to empower you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for the heat of the forge to empower her.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Eonak, causing pale golden and brown light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing pale golden and brown light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Eonak chant />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Imaera for a bountiful harvest.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for a bountiful harvest.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Imaera, causing golden brown and green light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chant a short prayer, causing golden brown and green light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Imaera chant />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Jastev to grant you foresight.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking to be granted foresight.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Jastev, causing pale silver and grey light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing pale silver and grey light to momentarily coalesce in front of him. <section end=Jastev chant />

;Kai <section begin=Kai chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Kai to bless you with strength and endurance.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking to be blessed with strength and endurance.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Kai, causing steely silver and crimson light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing steely silver and crimson light to momentarily coalesce in front of him. <section end=Kai chant />

;Koar <section begin=Koar chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for justice to be served by Koar's hand.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for justice to be served.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Koar, causing golden and white light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing golden and white light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Koar chant />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for death and rebirth to grace the world through Lorminstra's will.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for death and rebirth to grace the world.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Lorminstra, causing pure golden and black light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing pure golden and black light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Lorminstra chant />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Lumnis for wisdom and guidance.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for wisdom and guidance.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Lumnis, causing multihued and golden light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing multihued and golden light to momentarily coalesce in front of her. <section end=Lumnis chant />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Oleani for love to bloom.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for love to bloom.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Oleani, causing vibrant red and pale pink light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing vibrant red and pale pink light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Oleani chant />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Phoen for the sun to rise again soon.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for the sun to rise again soon.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Phoen, causing bright golden and blue light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing bright golden and blue light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Phoen chant />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Ronan to grant you a peaceful sleep.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking to be granted a peaceful sleep.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Ronan, causing night black and silver light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing night black and silver light to momentarily coalesce in front of her. <section end=Ronan chant />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Tonis to bless you with swiftness of foot and deed.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking to be blessed with swiftness of foot and deed.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Tonis, causing golden and pale blue light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing golden and pale blue light to momentarily coalesce in front of him. <section end=Tonis chant />

===Pantheon of Lornon===
;Andelas <section begin=Andelas chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Andelas for a successful hunt.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for a successful hunt.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Andelas, causing blood red and black light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing blood red and black light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Andelas chant />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Eorgina to bend your will and purpose to Her own devices.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking to be used as his patron commands.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Eorgina, causing fiery red and light grey light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing fiery red and light grey light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Eorgina chant />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for arcane knowledge to be revealed through the will of Fash'lo'nae.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for arcane knowledge to be revealed.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Fash'lo'nae, causing golden yellow and silvery grey light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing golden yellow and silvery grey light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Fash'lo'nae chant />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Ivas to empassion you and to fulfill your desires.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking to be empassioned and have her desires fulfilled.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Ivas, causing jade green and ruddy red light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing jade green and ruddy red light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Ivas chant />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for death and eternal servitude to come to your enemies by Luukos' hand.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for death and eternal servitude to come to her enemies.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Luukos, causing emerald green and bronze light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing emerald green and bronze light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Luukos chant />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for complete destruction to manifest by Marlu's hand.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for complete destruction.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Marlu, causing flat black and dark grey light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing flat black and dark grey light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Marlu chant />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking to know the touch of pain through Mularos' will.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking to know the touch of pain.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Mularos, causing misty white and incarnadine light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing misty white and incarnadine light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Mularos chant />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Sheru for terror to grip all those touched by the night.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for terror to grip all those touched by the night.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Sheru, causing deep crimson and nightmare black light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing deep crimson and nightmare black light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Sheru chant />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking V'tull to bring war to the world and bloodlust to its people.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for war to be brought to the world and bloodlust to its people.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to V'tull, causing red-lined black and crimson light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing red-lined black and crimson light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=V'tull chant />

===Pantheon of Neutrality===
;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Gosaena for the serenity that comes with the acceptance of fate.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for the serenity that comes with the acceptance of fate.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Gosaena, causing silver and green light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing silver and green light to momentarily coalesce in front of her. <section end=Gosaena chant />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Zelia for the moons to guide the way to purity of mind.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for the moons to guide the way to purity of mind.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Zelia, causing bright silver and muted black light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing bright silver and muted black light to momentarily coalesce in front of him. <section end=Zelia chant />

===Lesser Spirits===
;Aeia <section begin=Aeia chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for the earth and gardens to prosper through Aeia's will.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for the earth and gardens to prosper.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Aeia, causing white and green light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing white and green light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Aeia chant />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Amasalen to consecrate your coming sacrifice
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking his coming sacrifice to be consecrated.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Amasalen, causing purple and crimson light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing purple and crimson light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Amasalen chant />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for your enemies to be betrayed by Arachne's will.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for his enemies to be betrayed.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Arachne, causing glossy black and sanguine light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing glossy black and sanguine light to momentarily coalesce in front of her<section end=Arachne chant />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for the power of deception with which to intimidate and subvert all to the will of Ghezresh.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for the intimidating power that is deception.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' <section end=Ghezresh chant />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking The Huntress to deliver rightful vengeance upon the deserving.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking to have rightful vengeance delivered upon the deserving.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to The Huntress, causing intense silver and glossy black light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing intense silver and glossy black light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=The Huntress chant />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Jaston for the blessing of the winds.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for the blessing of the winds.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Jaston, causing white and green light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing white and green light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Jaston chant />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for herbs and flowers to flourish by Kuon's will.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for herbs and flowers to flourish.
:'''{{smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Kuon, causing gold and brown light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing gold and brown light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Kuon chant />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for lost love to be healed by Laethe's hand.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for lost love to be healed.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Laethe, causing black and purple light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing black and purple light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Laethe chant />

;Leya <section begin=Leya chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Leya to lend Her strength and temperance to your cause.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking to be given strength and temperance
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Leya, causing ivory white and deep blue light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing ivory white and deep blue light to momentarily coalesce in front of her. <section end=Leya chant />

;Niima <section begin=Niima chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Niima for favorable tides.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for favorable tides.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Niima, causing silvery grey and blue-green light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing silvery grey and blue-green light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Niima chant />

;Onar <section begin=Onar chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Onar for aid to deliver a quick and silent death.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for aid to deliver a quick and silent death.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Onar, causing bone white and dull black light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing bone white and dull black light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Onar chant />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for skill and song to grace you by the talent of Tilamaire
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for skill and song to grace him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Tilamaire, causing yellow and blue light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing yellow and blue light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.<section end=Tilamaire chant />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking Voaris for forbidden love to blossom.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for forbidden love to blossom.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Voaris, causing vibrant yellow and red light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing vibrant yellow and red light to momentarily coalesce in front of her.<section end=Voaris chant />

;Voln <section begin=Voln chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for unjustly bound souls to be released by Voln's will
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for unjustly bound souls to be released.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Voln, causing bright white and muted black light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing bright white and muted black light to momentarily coalesce in front of him. <section end=Voln chant />

===Unaligned===
;Other <section begin=Other chant />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p cleric]}}''' You chant a reverent orison, asking for the blessing of your patron.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p cleric]}}''' CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison to his patron.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p paladin]}}''' You bow your head and chant a short prayer to your deity, causing grey and silver light to momentarily coalesce in front of you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p paladin]}}''' PALADIN bows her head and chants a short prayer, causing grey and silver light to momentarily coalesce in front of her. <section end=Other chant /><section end=chant />
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== [[Major Sanctuary (220)]] ==
=== Pantheon of Liabo ===
===== Charl =====
<section begin=Charl Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Whipping winds carry the hot, metallic taste of lightning to you as your surroundings blur...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Eye of the Storm Sanctuary
|desc=Protected within the eye of the storm, the waters of the grey chamber lap gently at your feet. Beyond the calm and quiet of the sanctuary is a raging hurricane of whipping winds and lightning streaked skies. Directly above, the sky is clear and the quiet sounds of a gull drift to your ears.}}
:The blinding flash of lightning shatters the chamber in a cloud of wind and light, causing it to dissolve around you... <section end=Charl Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Cholen =====
<section begin=Cholen Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Bright colors swirl and dance around you, obscuring your vision...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Sanctuary of Laughter
|desc=Vibrant swathes of fabric fall from a peaked ceiling to pool on mutli-hued floors of overlapping woven silk rugs. The fabric ripples with the heavily incense-scented wind, while candlelight beyond the fabric walls casts the silhouette of jugglers, acrobats, and dancers. Laughter fills the air and lifts the spirits.}}
:'''(missing end messaging)''' <section end=Cholen Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Eonak =====
<section begin=Eonak Major Sanctuary (220) />
:A sudden rush of heat blasts your face, causing your eyes to water. Your vision blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=The Forge Sanctuary
|desc=Large brown blocks form the high walls of the stall, while the ground is fashioned of packed dirt. Burning strongly in a walled pit is a sweat inducing heat with a bright orange glow. The faint clang of a hammer striking an anvil rises and falls upon the air.}}
:The flames rise suddenly as a wayward breeze stirs the fire's ashes. Sweat trickles into your eyes and obscures your vision of the world around you... <section end=Eonak Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Imaera =====
<section begin=Imaera Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Crisp and richly scented, a cool wind encircles you while a swirl of crimson, golden, and brown leaves obscures your vision...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Sanctuary of Autumn's Embrace
|desc=Oak and maple rise around a field of half-harvested golden wheat, their limbs festooned with the vibrant hues of autumn leaves. Bundles of grain create circular seats throughout the field and form a loose ring around a large doe crafted of straw and decorated with bunches of hydrangea. The quiet chirp of birds creates a soft, lazy song on the rich, earth scented air.}}
:Dozens of autumn leaves fall from their sturdy boughs and obscure your vision of the world around you... <section end=Imaera Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Jastev =====
<section begin=Jastev Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Somber grey mist clings to your hands and face as it obscures your vision of the world around you...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=The Artist's Sanctuary
|desc=Multi-hued specks of paint create abstract patterns upon the grey marble floor, which leads into the smooth curve of glass walls. The ceiling is shrouded in grey mist, and images beyond the translucent walls move in a panoramic view depicting your life from birth to now. Light shifts and swirls around you, but the ever aging view of life trickles past.}}
:Descending from the ceiling, the somber grey mist encompasses you and obscures your vision just as the future begins to unfold on the sanctuary's walls. Slowly, your world dissolves... <section end=Jastev Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Kai =====
<section begin=Kai Major Sanctuary (220) />
:The sound of battle cries and war horns reaches your ears, and your vision is blurred with the images of battles being fought in countless places. You feel the world around you shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Sanctuary of the Hero's Hearth|
desc=Thick and brown, a rich bear rug offers soft comfort before a fireplace set with a roaring flame. Arranged around the crimson walled room are a multitude of weapons, armor, and shields; the silver metal they are crafted of reflects the light of the fire. Resting upon the mantle is a single gauntlet fashioned of metallic scales and formed into a clenched fist.}}
:The distant cry of horns calls to you as the world around you dissolves into a blur of crimson and silver light...<section end=Kai Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Koar =====
<section begin=Koar Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Warm and richly scented, the air around you shifts and your vision is filled with an emerald light...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Heart of the World Sanctuary
|desc=Emerald veins brighten the dark stone walls and trace a spindly path to the roof, which is riddled with stalactites. A soft sound echoes through the vast cavern as condensation drips from the ceiling to join with the mineral pools that speckle the landscape. Rising and falling as if from a mighty breath, the air sighs through the chamber and you are filled with the presence of antiquity.}}
:A single drop falls from a nearby stalactite, your vision captivated by its descent. As it enters the mineral pool at your feet your vision explodes and the world around you dissolves... <section end=Koar Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Lorminstra =====
<section begin=Lorminstra Major Sanctuary (220) />
:A shiver of wind touches your breath and you feel your eyelashes grow thick with a coating of snow. You lift your eyes to the sky and white blurs your vision...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Winter's Sanctuary
|desc=Pines and evergreens form a loose circle around the snow-swept glade, their branches heavy with frost and icicles. Onyx marble benches with legs carved in the bas-relief image of funeral processions provide a sharp contrast to the white landscape. A chill wind speckled with snowflakes swirls past. A smattering of iceblossoms at the heart of the sanctuary lends the air a light, sweet fragrance.}}
:Rising suddenly, the chill air sends a flurry of snow towards you and your vision swims with white flakes... <section end=Lorminstra Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Lumnis =====
<section begin=Lumnis Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Bright light rises around you and your world blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Solace of Knowledge Sanctuary
|desc=Clinging to ivory columns, wisteria and grape vines twine to obscure the peaked marble roof, their sweet fragrance filling the air. Bright light, its source unseen yet constant, fills the quiet space around a small, square pool filled with lilies and koi. Concentric bands of white, black, blue, red, and green overlap each other and enclose solitary meditation mats while pale drapes flutter lightly in a soft breeze.}}
:Each pulsing in a color of its own, the concentric bands inlaid into the floor grow brighter and brighter until your vision is filled with them and the world around you is blurred... <section end=Lumnis Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Oleani =====
<section begin=Oleani Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Scented with the heady aroma of roses mixed with sweet wildflowers, the wind stirs around you and the world blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Care of the Mother Sanctuary
|desc=Sunlight streams through stained glass panes of a bright red heart with a white rose blooming from its center, creating a mirror image upon the polished white marble floor. Cushioned pallets, downy soft and fluffy for comfort, are spaced sporadically about the sanctuary. The delicate trill of a reed flute twines with a harp in a playful duet somewhere nearby. Tiny fonts of rose quartz burble quietly beneath the painted window, their cool waters comforting and inviting.}}
:A deep sense of peace fills you as the world around you blurs... <section end=Oleani Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Phoen =====
<section begin=Phoen Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Hot, yet comforting, a warm summer wind swirls around you and blurs your vision with a glittering light...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Summer Solace Sanctuary
|desc=Soft, rich green grass spreads from horizon to horizon beneath a pale blue sky, while a golden sun burns brightly in the heavens. Sparrows flit through the meadow at play, their melodic warble soothing as it fills the air.}}
:Tiny filaments of golden light sparkle around you, obscuring your vision. As the remnants of a summer breeze brush your cheeks, the world around you dissolves... <section end=Phoen Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Ronan =====
<section begin=Ronan Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Saturated with the soothing scent of jasmine, a lazy breeze caresses your face, blurring your vision and the surroundings...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Star Spangled Sanctuary
|desc=Thousands of silvery pinpoints of light are scattered across the sanctuary's sky, which is colored so deep a blue that it is nearly black. Chilled marble, polished to a reflective sheen, reflects the night sky and is covered with downy soft sleeping pallets. The sound of a soft lullaby, its words unintelligible but its tune somehow familiar, drifts to your ears on the lazy wind.}}
:Above you the heavens swirl and stir, their distant brightness growing as the stars fall from the sky and speed towards you, causing your vision, and the sanctuary, to blur... <section end=Ronan Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Tonis =====
<section begin=Tonis Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Winds swirl and whip around you, obscuring your vision and causing the world to blur...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Aerial Stable Sanctuary
|desc=Gold-veined azure marble forms sturdy columns that support a white marble roof, which is peaked and decorated with golden equestrian symbols. Neatly divided stables range from either side of you and windows gaze out upon puffy white clouds and a crystal clear sky. The distant sound of neighing rises and falls on hay-scented air.}}
:Rising from a distant column, a golden pegasus comes to life and swiftly races onward. The white feathers of its wings flutter before your eyes and blur your vision... <section end=Tonis Major Sanctuary (220) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

===== Andelas =====
<section begin=Andelas Major Sanctuary (220) />
:You hear a low purr as the scene before you turns to amorphous shapes of warm color, then it all blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Feline Sanctuary
|desc=Hot and well lit, the tree-bound platform stands high above the forest floor. Sunlight slants across the rough planks and a cool breeze rustles the nearby leaves. The sound of a prowling jaguar rises from the floor below, but is quickly quelled by an answering purr.}}
:The world around you narrows, and a feeling of lassitude fills you... <section end=Andelas Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Eorgina =====
<section begin=Eorgina Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Silver light sparkles on the air, which suddenly turns cold and draws with it an unyielding wind. The light fills your vision...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Queen's Throne Room Sanctuary
|desc=Tall and imposing, an ornate throne rises at the distant end of the room upon a dais fashioned of sanguine-veined ebon marble. Moonlight streams in through floor-to-ceiling windows covered in silk sheers that flutter in a cool breeze, offering a glimpse of snow covered peaks beyond. A pair of golden candelabras spread their filigreed arms toward the distant ceiling and provides soft illumination for all under their glow.}}
:A sudden chill wind sets the sanguine silks covering the windows aflutter, their gauzy layers obscuring your vision... <section end=Eorgina Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Fash'lo'nae =====
<section begin=Fash'lo'nae Major Sanctuary (220) />
:The scene before you is turned aside as if it were merely drawn upon a cracked page in an old tome. The world around you shifts...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Library Sanctuary
|desc=Cramped shelves rise on all sides, their dusty expanses riddled with books of all sizes and shapes. Carefully shielded lanterns offer dim illumination for a space crowded with antique scrolls, tomes, and leather rolls. Dusty tables covered with maps, odd trinkets, and yellowed diagrams leave little floor space. A topaz eye with a deep ebon slit is painted into the ceiling, which houses hundreds of cobwebs.}}
:The shelves around you buckle, causing dozens of scrolls to fall upon you as the world around you shifts... <section end=Fash'lo'nae Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Ivas =====
<section begin=Ivas Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Your senses become flooded by a rush of perfumed smoke, and you are washed in a wave of jade-hued steam as the world around you blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Bathhouse Sanctuary
|desc=Plumes of roiling steam rise from the square pool occupying the center of this open air room. Walls purposefully half-finished rise like jagged teeth against the sky, unjoined and without a ceiling to offer both a view of the sky and of the surrounding wood around the bath. Brass spouts trickle water, and small burners allow the cloying scent of tuberose incense to perfume the air. In patches of jewel pigments, murals adorn the walls of the bath, the figures oddly distorted beneath the rippling water.}}
:Behind the sweet fragrance of tuberose, a scent more putrid lingers, tickling at your nose. As if emerging from a cloud of scalding steam, the air burns cold on your cheeks as your vision blurs to obscure the world around you... <section end=Ivas Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Luukos =====
<section begin=Luukos Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Your ears are filled with a soft hiss as the world around you shifts...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Underground Sanctuary
|desc=Sharp stalactites hang from a ceiling riddled with shards of raw emerald, which reflects light throughout the cavern and casts everything in a greenish glow. Shattered and broken, an enormous serpentine mask of copper crawls with lines of verdigris as it sits in pieces on the edge of a small pool. The sound of slithering rises and falls at odd intervals and is randomly punctuated with a soft hiss.}}
:Yellowed eyes suddenly flash within the broken mask and your vision suddenly blurs... <section end=Luukos Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Marlu =====
<section begin=Marlu Major Sanctuary (220) />
:The vision of your world is ripped harshly from your eyes and you are plunged into sudden darkness...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Crater of Destruction Sanctuary
|desc=Ragged at the edges, the crater rises on all sides like an enormous wound blasted into the soft belly of the earth beneath you. A hot, scorching wind riddled with grit, sand, and gravel procedes lightning, which streaks across the gloomy sky to briefly illuminate the desolate landscape.}}
:Lightning flashes before your eyes, turning your vision to an off-white that blurs... <section end=Marlu Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Mularos =====
<section begin=Mularos Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Your senses become flooded with the sweet scent of roses, and you feel a sharp prickling against your palms as the world around you blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Sanctuary of Thorns
|desc=Thick and lavish, the scent of roses permeates the air; the sweet breath of countless crimson blossoms adorn the bushes enclosing this small square garden. In each corner, an ivory pillar stands - from one, a pair of chained manacles dangle, from another, a pair of whips hang lifeless from gilded hooks. A thorn vine-carved chaise lounge sits in one of the unused corners, while a simple pedestal stands before the remaining pillar supporting a concave bowl of water littered with rose petals.}}
:Splashes of crimson paint your vision, and a breathy murmur lingers in your ears as your vision blurs, obscuring the world around you... <section end=Mularos Major Sanctuary (220)/>

===== Sheru =====
<section begin=Sheru Major Sanctuary (220) />
:You hear a strange, haunting laughter echo around you as your vision blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Nightmare's Sanctuary
|desc=Dark shadows dance across the walls of the sanguine room in a macabre parade of twisted limbs and haunting sounds. Ebon drapes flutter in an unfelt wind across the spindled limbs of a four-poster bed that rests beside an open window; its shutters sporadically bang against the glass panes. A figure, swaddled in darkness, lies in the gloomy confines of the bed and thrashes at odd intervals.}}
:Shadows separate from the wall and surge towards you moments before your vision and the world around you blurs... <section end=Sheru Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== V'tull =====
<section begin=V'tull Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Your senses are overwhelmed with the sound of war chants and the cry of pit fighters as the world around you blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Gladiator's Cell Sanctuary
|desc=Stone benches lay in a scattered arrangement upon a dusty floor, and the acrid scent of blood, sweat, and leather fills your nostrils. The sounds of men fighting, lions roaring, and the distant cry of the crowd filter down a narrow corridor set to one side. Painted high above on the red clay ceiling is the image of a black scimitar.}}
:Moving down the corridor, the sound of the waiting crowd floods your senses and the brightness of the light after the dimness of the sanctuary momentarily blinds you... <section end=V'tull Major Sanctuary (220) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

===== Gosaena =====
<section begin=Gosaena Major Sanctuary (220) />
:The world around you is swallowed in silence and a cascade of feathers obscures your vision...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Sanctuary of Final Embrace
|desc=Moss green marble walls rise from black-veined white floor tiles only to disappear in the shrouded darkness of the ceiling. Solace fills you in the deep silence of the sanctuary, while a slight breeze carries the odd feather past you. A faint luminescent light glows from somewhere nearby, its source unseen.}}
:Pale light floods your vision as all around you turns to black and the world dissolves... <section end=Gosaena Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Zelia =====
<section begin=Zelia Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Rolling chaotic winds filled with insane laughter swirl around you and your surroundings blur for a moment...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Shifting Sanctuary
|desc=Shifting sands move against the silvery, transparent walls of the chamber upon a chaotic wind riddled with laughter. Whispered questions, nonsensical and indefinable, echo around you and punctuate the objects that rise and fall in the landscape beyond the chamber. Painted tiles, seen and then unseen, decorate the floor and display a plethora of frozen faces locked in as many emotions.}}
:Silver light filters down through the chamber and laughter rises to drown you in its chaotic embrace as the world around you slowly fades away... <section end=Zelia Major Sanctuary (220) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

===== Aeia =====
<section begin=Aeia Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Your senses become flooded with the scent of fresh, clean water and the heady fragrance of lilies as the world around you blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Garden Sanctuary
|desc=Surrounded on all sides by crystal clear spring water, the garden sanctuary is verdant and filled with life. Butterflies dance beneath a perpetual sun and alit upon dark violet butterfly weeds, which sway gently in a breeze scented with lilies and the distant sea. Stone benches are arranged around pockets of fiery violets, flaeshorn blooms, and pink petunias, while enormous white water lilies rest upon equally large green pads in the soothing waters.}}
:Green light floods your vision, obscuring the sanctuary and causing it to dissolve around you... <section end=Aeia Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Amasalen =====
<section begin=Amasalen Major Sanctuary (220) />
:The taste of blood fills your mouth as your vision blurs in a wash of red, causing the world around you to disappear...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Sanctuary of Blood
|desc=Dark and cloudless, the night sky spreads before you, punctuated by the soft glow of torches set at even intervals down several steep steps that disappear into a distant, dark jungle. Carved sigils ring a basin at the center of the sanctuary, its lip edged in razor-sharp obsidian that glistens with a thick, red liquid. A two-headed snake slithers around a severed hand painted crimson with its own blood at the edge of the sanctuary's platform.}}
:Hissing suddenly, the twin heads of the serpent suddenly strike out towards you and your vision blurs with crimson light... <section end=Amasalen Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Arachne =====
<section begin=Arachne Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Skeins of silver light swirl around, wrapping you in a cool cocoon that obscures the world around you...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Spiderweb Sanctuary
|desc=Cradled in a soft hammock, the sanctuary's floor is fashioned of dozens upon dozens of silver skeins of spider webbing. Eight trees, blurred by distance, ring the web and provide anchor points to the tightly woven aerial floor, which sways gently in a light breeze. A crimson sky remains unchanged and the distant ground is lost in ebon shadows.}}
:Crimson light obscures your vision as the sanctuary around you dissolves away... <section end=Arachne Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Ghezresh =====
<section begin=Ghezresh Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Issuing the last syllables of the spell, your vision blurs with a silvery grey light, and the world around you shifts...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Under The Sea
|desc=Basalt rocks, slick and ragged, rise from a sand-ravaged ground littered with tangled clusters of lifeless kelp and seagrass. Beyond the surrounding bubble of air is a murky ocean filled with imposing shadows from large aquatic beasts that pass just out of sight. The acrid scent of the sea assaults your senses, and you sense that at any moment, the bubble could pop, and water could come rushing in.}}
:Indigo light floods your vision, and you feel the waters come rushing towards you, the weight of their presence intimidating and imposing. Just as you sense that this breath may be your last, the world around you dissolves...<section end=Ghezresh Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== The Huntress =====
<section begin=The Huntress Major Sanctuary (220) />
:The blast of a horn rises on the air and your vision is suddenly obscured by rapid movement that you can't pinpoint...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Sanctuary of the Hunt
|desc=Tall and imposing, aspen and modwir trees form a thick ring around a clearing covered in knee-high grass. Positioned before a babbling brook is a black willow tree glossy with strange signs of petrification. Carved into the now nearly crystalline bark are various scenes of the wild hunt, together forming a circle about an eight-pointed star.}}
:Three short blasts of a horn make the trees around you vibrate and their leaves fall upon you in a cascade of color that obscures your vision... <section end=The Huntress Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Jaston =====
<section begin=Jaston Major Sanctuary (220) />
:The air swirls around you, causing your feet to lose contact with the ground and your vision swims in a world of soft white...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Aviary Sanctuary
|desc=Polished golden wire creates an open-weave latticework ceiling supported by white pillars. Golden ivy swirls around each support, and at various intervals stretches across to create small swings and perches for the hundreds of bright birds. Canaries, sparrows, finches, and doves mingle with toucans and cockatoos in the high reaches of the sanctuary, while the cool marble floor supports wandering peacocks and whippoorwills.}}
:All at once every bird in the sanctuary takes wing and your vision is flooded with their bright colors and loud caws... <section end=Jaston Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Kuon =====
<section begin=Kuon Major Sanctuary (220) />
:The rich, earthy scent of herbs fills your senses as your vision blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Healer's Sanctuary
|desc=Wind ruffles the sides of the off-white canvas walls, which fall in gentle pleats from the peaked roof to the short and tall blades of the grass. Potted healing plants are arranged in every available space of the tent from shelves to corners to the area where the walls meet the ground. A series of empty cots are arranged in alternating patterns with wooden stools near the central support pole, and several brass lanterns shed golden light upon the area.}}
:Cool breezes tug the walls of the tent free from their supports and they sway before your eyes in a blur of white... <section end=Kuon Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Laethe =====
<section begin=Laethe Major Sanctuary (220) />
:A cloud of black rose petals rises from the ground and swirls across your vision...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Widow's Walk Sanctuary
|desc=Surrounding the flat widow's walk deck is a wrought iron balustrade, beyond which lie bright orange terracotta shingles. Hundreds of deep purple glass votives house tiny candles that burn fitfully in the light zephyr that gently tugs at you. Clouds blanket the sky, their fluffy faces painted rosy and amethyst by the perpetual twilight.}}
:Black rose petals rise from the ground to swirl about you, their heady fragrance momentarily stuns you, and your vision blurs... <section end=Laethe Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Leya =====
<section begin=Leya Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Your senses become flooded with the distinct sound of an owl's cry, and the faint, fleeting scent of trillium as the world around you blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Glade Sanctuary
|desc=Tall marble columns inlaid with lapis daggers enclose a well-used sparring ring, its center bare of the grass that emerges green only near the edge. Against the ivory hue of the pillars, trillium blossoms blend to near invisibility, distinguished only by dark verdant foliage and a scent that haunts the air like a waking dream. Set back from the grounds, statues look in from each of the cardinal points, characterized by remarkable craftsmanship; in front of each is a small pool of crystalline water.}}
:Azure sparks of light flood your vision, obscuring the sanctuary and causing it to dissolve around you... <section end=Leya Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Niima =====
<section begin=Niima Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Cool azure light bathes you as your surroundings blur for a moment...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Aquatic Sanctuary
|desc=Tranquil and serene, the chamber echoes with faint aquatic sounds. Water laps unobtrusively at your feet, its presence warm and comforting. The chamber's curved walls and ceiling are translucent and beyond them the presence of sea creatures, both large and small, can be noted drifting by.}}
:Golden flecks of light pervade the azure depths of the sanctuary and with an audible pop, the world around you slowly fades.. <section end=Niima Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Onar =====
<section begin=Onar Major Sanctuary (220) />
:A deep shadow descends upon you and your breath is briefly muffled as your your vision blurs with darkness...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Obsidian Shadow Sanctuary
|desc=Obsidian walls rise from smooth black marble floors into a doomed ceiling shrouded in darkness. Set within a tiered structure, dozens of bone white tallows are arranged in the semblance of a cracked skull. Each short wick burns slow, causing them to splutter sporadically with any nearby movement; the candles' illumination is not enough to dispel the shadows beyond their ring of light. A velvet silence fills the air.}}
:Suddenly the candles at the heart of the room go out and you are plunged into a deep darkness that obscures your vision of the world around you... <section end=Onar Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Tilamaire =====
<section begin=Tilamaire Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Lively music fills the air and is accompanied by merry laughter. Your vision suddenly blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Inspiration's Sanctuary
|desc=Bright blue walls are covered with pictures of inspiring landscapes, stunning flowers, vibrant festivals, and beautiful faces; each is tacked in place by golden musical note-shaped stickpins. Resting beside the oak door is a worn traveler's cloak, threadbare and patched, a rustic carryall, and a weather-friendly instrument. A writing table with musical sheets, inkpots, and quills stored upon it is set beneath a sunlit window. Music fills the air with its sweet lively cadence.}}
:Blue light swirls before your eyes and the tempo of the song changes to an old, whistled traveling tune. As the tune begins to fade, the world around you blurs... <section end=Tilamaire Major Sanctuary (220)/>

===== Voaris =====
<section begin=Voaris Major Sanctuary (220) />
:Your vision swims with the glittering glow of candlelight...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Chapel Sanctuary
|desc=Smooth marble walls shimmer with the golden flicker of candlelight from dozens of white pillar candles set in golden candelabras throughout the small chapel. Three steps rise to a small altar covered with a yellow rose embroidered cloth. Laying upon the altar cloth is a small bowl, a slender handfasting cord, and a bouquet of yellow roses ringed with edelweiss.}}
:A murmured promise touches your ears seconds before the candlelight flickers out and your vision blurs... <section end=Voaris Major Sanctuary (220) />

===== Voln =====
<section begin=Voln Major Sanctuary (220) />
:The sound of a man softly praying fills your ears and your vision blurs...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Vigil Sanctuary
|desc=Austere and barren, the sanctuary is ringed in white walls devoid of any wall hangings or fixtures except for a single window cut in the shape of a shield. A lone prayer-mat, beaded with onyx and white birch, rests at the center of the small room, while one white pillar candle burns quietly near the narrow door.}}
:The candle flickers out and your vision is blanketed in velvety blackness... <section end=Voln Major Sanctuary (220) />

=== Unaligned ===

===== Other =====
<section begin=Other Major Sanctuary (220) />
:A swirling grey mist enshrouds you as your surroundings blur for a moment...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Sanctuary
|desc=A grey, swirling mist surrounds you, its tendrils creeping around your feet and twisting into a thick, translucent mass that vaguely forms a curved wall around the chamber. A feeling of calmness and protection passes over you as you sense that nothing harmful may pass the swirling walls.}}
:A grey mist erupts around you and your visions of sanctuary slowly fade...<section end=Other Major Sanctuary (220) />
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=== Natural Sanctuaries ===
Major Sanctuary will allow unaligned characters to enter a natural sanctuary based on the spirits of the area they cast the spell in. However, if anyone, including aligned characters, wishes to enter a specific natural sanctuary, they can cast this spell while holding a [[runestone]] corresponding to the desired sanctuary (e.g. using a taiga runestone to get to the Taiga Sanctuary). An unaligned character is one that has no set deity per CONVERT and is not to be confused with being set to OTHER.

;Alpine Sanctuary
You are bathed in a snow white light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Alpine Sanctuary
|desc=Gazing out from the granite ledge yields a view of snowy expanses and sparse evergreens that punctuate the white landscape. Smooth stone rises on one side, while the rest of the sanctuary lays open to the cold mountain air. Pale clouds, close enough that they can almost be touched, speckle the brilliant blue sky on a firm breeze that chills to the bone.}}

;Astral Runestone
You are bathed in a silvery light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Astral Sanctuary
|desc=Dense white mist spreads across the floor, which is cooled with a slight breeze that brushes only a handspan above its wispy surface. Unobstructed grey spreads across the sky, its expanse bleak and dull to the senses. Strange, rhythmic thumping echoes through the air at even intervals and pulses with a steady, strong beat.}}

;Aurora Runestone
You are bathed in an intense yellow light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Aurora Sanctuary
|desc=The purple sky dances with waves of rainbow lights, filling the heavens with their awe-inspiring illumination. Bands of color swirl downward to touch the snow-capped mountains only to suddenly spike upward as they seek the sky. A dry breeze drifts by carrying with it the bite of the arctic and a random snowflake.}}

;Badland Runestone
You are bathed in a sandy tan light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Badland Sanctuary
|desc=High canyon walls are layered with bands of copper and reddish clay as they rise into a sky darkened by the approach of a purplish dusk. Brittle bushes, which long ago gave up on life, tumble across the dusty ground and collect other twigs and vines to their girth. A dry wind, laden with sand and heat, passes through the area, stealing moisture as it travels.}}

;Bog Runestone
You are bathed in a sickly green light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Bog Sanctuary
|desc=Long vines of kudzu cling to the trees, their leafy expanses add a shade of color to the already verdant landscape. Here and there pockets of water, viridian and chocolate with long skeins of algae, speckle the land. Downed trees stand at angles to their brothers like drunken comrades holding each other up. A soft buzzing is punctuated by the strange sound of swamp gases popping and carries with it the distinct aroma of brimstone.}}

;Boulder Runestone
You are bathed in an earthy brown light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Boulder Sanctuary
|desc=Dropping on all sides to twice again the height of a giant, the boulder rises high off the ground. Smooth sides and surface space provide ample room for movement, while remaining open to the air above. The landscape can be seen beyond, but is only dotted with a field of enormous rocks and dirt pathways.}}

;Cavern Runestone
You are bathed in an earthy brown light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Cavern Sanctuary
|desc=Riddled with stalactites, the ceiling of the sanctuary is dark, and the walls are distant and riddled with veins of ore. A feeling of great weight fills the air, which is laden with the scent of metal and dirt; a sense of antiquity rises like dust from the smooth ground.}}

;Celestial Runestone
You are bathed in a silvery light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Celestial Sanctuary
|desc=Dull and grey, craters riddle the landscape, which seems to go on in all directions for as far as the eye can see. Sound is muted, and everything seems somehow softened by the tranquility of the sanctuary. High above, the sky is riddled with hundreds of stars and interrupted in the distance by the strong, burning glows of Liabo and Lornon.}}

;Crevasse Runestone
You are bathed in an earthy brown light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Crevasse Sanctuary
|desc=Twin stone walls, smooth and marked with waterlines from a river long since evaporated, rise high toward a peaked ceiling awash in tans and whites. Dust descends in a fine rain around the boulders that rise to obstruct either end of the sanctuary. A strand of light illuminates the area from a series of glowing mushrooms clustered between the wall and floor, their shine greenish and bright.}}

;Desert Runestone
You are bathed in a sandy tan light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Desert Sanctuary
|desc=The walls of the sanctuary rise in a swirling vortex of beige light, sand, and dirt, and are in constant motion, sporadically blocking out the light of the sun above. The howl of the winds is almost deafening, yet the ground remains smooth and calm. Falling like snow, a fine rain of glittering gold sand sprinkles in calm contrast to the chaotic walls.}}

;Dune Runestone
You are bathed in a sandy tan light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Dune Sanctuary
|desc=Rolling hills of golden sand sparkle in the silvery moonlight, their faces rippled with the pattern of a wind that tattooed the landscape with its ethereal tendrils. Crickets sing a discordant song, while sparrows and finches rise from their daytime shelters into the cooling desert air. A lone well, dusty and brown, rests at the heart of the sanctuary, its rope swaying back and forth in a hypnotic rhythm.}}

;Forest Runestone
You are bathed in a forest green light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Forest Sanctuary
|desc=Ringed on all sides by the protective embrace of enormous redwood trees, the sanctuary is filled with shafts of light and the lyrical song of a lark as it lazily drifts from bough to bough. Soft moss carpets the ground and clings to the dark wood, though it climbs no higher than three hand-spans, and five-fingered leaves flutter on a wind that is light and cool. A deep feeling of antiquity fills the air and is accented by the subtle groaning of the rooted giants.}}

;Geyser Runestone
You are bathed in an aqua blue light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Geyser Sanctuary
|desc=Centered within a ring of mineral pools, and rising from the ground like an enormous anthill, is a volcanic rock-ringed geyser. The aqua blue waters bubble and churn as the vent prepares for another burst of sky high waters. Deposits of iron, rhodocrosite, rhyolite, and spongy rock speckle the landscape, which glistens wetly in the ambient light.}}

;Glacier Runestone
You are bathed in a snow white light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Glacier Sanctuary
|desc=Cupped in a bowl between mountain peaks, the glacier resembles a smooth, uncut aquamarine of enormous proportions. Plump flakes drift downward on a chill breeze, their lazy movements accented by the hoarse call of the wind through the ragged stone. Faint cracks and groans can be heard at random moments as the mountains and glacier converse in their own venerable tongue.}}

;Island Runestone
You are bathed in an aqua blue light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Island Sanctuary
|desc=Surrounded on all sides by water, the sanctuary is a small island of sand and beach grasses. A single pine tree reaches its verdant tendrils towards a sky that is sapphire blue and devoid of clouds. Crashing insistently against the white sands is the ebb and flow of the ocean, its passage creating a soothing breeze.}}

;Lake Runestone
You are bathed in an aqua blue light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Lake Sanctuary
|desc=The aquatic walls of the sanctuary glisten with phosphorescent filaments that illuminate the otherwise dark space with a light glow. Water creeps between the rocks ringing the sanctuary and flows through the area in a sinuous pattern over smooth stones, its passage melodic and calming. The air is heavy with a dampness that seeps to the bones and is nearly too chill to tolerate.}}

;Lavaflow Runestone
You are bathed in a deep red light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Lavaflow Sanctuary
|desc=Molten lava, bright orange and fiery hot, surrounds the obsidian island on all sides as it swiftly flows past. Tiny bubbles rise and pop along the surface and randomly spray the air with embers that twist and burn. A searing heat radiates from the boiling river, though the heart of the sanctuary remains only warm.}}

;Luck Runestone
You are bathed in rainbow light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Luck Sanctuary
|desc=Bands of color cut across the sanctuary and illuminate everything in their path with a powerful glow. Reds transition to oranges, which become yellows in an arc that eventually melds into green, blue, and violet. Beyond the edges of color, the world is void of light and hue, though it is filled with merry laughter and a sound like the clinking of countless coins cascading to the ground.}}

;Marsh Runestone
You are bathed in a sickly green light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Marsh Sanctuary
|desc=Twisted banyans rise from the stagnant waters that surround the small, dry island; their limbs spread wide until woven into a canopy of leaves and vines. Thick mosses carpet the ground, creating an unnatural silence that is frequently punctuated by the tapping of a woodpecker. A dark shape moves beneath the surface of the water, disrupting floating leaves and causing ripples to lap at the muddy shore.}}

;Mountain Runestone
You are bathed in an earthy brown light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Mountain Sanctuary
|desc=Winds howl and gust beyond the opening of the sanctuary, which is a black hole of ragged stone and dangling tree roots. Smooth walls taper as they reach towards the back of the cave, and the ground is speckled with large and small rock formations that provide natural furniture for the small space. A thin band of water glistens upon one of the wall faces and sparkles faintly in the ambient light.}}

;Ocean Runestone
You are bathed in an aqua blue light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Ocean Sanctuary
|desc=Tranquil and serene, the surface of the ocean below you is as smooth as glass and equally reflective. Golden motes of light glisten as they pass through the smooth water to disappear in the shadowy depths, while random clouds drift past the translucent walls of the sanctuary to create darker images below. The air is still with a feeling of waiting, as if the world holds its breath, and sound is muffled.}}

;Oxbow Runestone
You are bathed in an aqua blue light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Oxbow Sanctuary
|desc=Cradled by verdant hills, the bend of the river rises high against the hillside, while dropping away to white silt in the valley. Violets, bluebells, and chamomile flowers dot the landscape, where rich grasses rise and fall with the wind. The rushing water is deep blue and rainbow salmon arch their bodies against the current to reach the river's zenith.}}

;River Runestone
You are bathed in an aqua blue light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=River Sanctuary
|desc=Tumbled stones and pebbles cover the muddy expanse of the riverbed, their surfaces covered in brown and green algae. Transparent walls swirl with the flow of water that parts around the sanctuary. Some of the clear liquid bubbles up and over the strange, translucent dome ceiling. A spray of color tickles the moist air as a cool breeze passes by.}}

;Snow Runestone
You are bathed in a snow white light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Snow Sanctuary
|desc=Thick and blinding, the blizzard howls beyond the translucent icy walls of the sanctuary. Within the shelter, a lazy swirl of snow dances in the ambient illumination and falls to the soft, smooth ground. A series of icy mounds provide resting places, while a warm fire burns fitfully at the center of the room. Oddly, the ice does not melt from the heat of the blaze.}}

;Solar Runestone
You are bathed in an intense yellow light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Solar Sanctuary
|desc=Wrapped in a bubble of energy that protects against the heat, the sanctuary is cocooned within an inferno of orange and yellow light. Cracks in the surface give way to pulses of energy that seek ways through the protective shell, though they disperse before they can break through. A red nimbus covers the floor, which vibrates slightly.}}

;Spring Runestone
You are bathed in an aqua blue light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Spring Sanctuary
|desc=Ringed on all sides by fiddlehead and silver-leaf ferns, the spring is fed by a small stream that can be glimpsed through the sprawling vegetation. Tulips, water lilies, and honeysuckle vines dot the banks, while a fallen log stretches across the spring and houses the echoing chirp of a cricket. A trio of water sliders dances across the surface, creating ripples that radiate outward.}}

;Stream Runestone
You are bathed in an aqua blue light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Stream Sanctuary
|desc=The petite and narrow stream winds its way through a wall of vegetation along the edges of the sanctuary and then disappears. Tiny pebbles within the water glisten and provide a soothing, burbling backdrop to the subtle sounds of the surrounding vegetation. Strands of tall reeds add their own chime, while dark lotuses gaze at their reflections in the crystal clear water.}}

;Sun Runestone
You are bathed in an intense yellow light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Sun Sanctuary
|desc=Pulsating bright and round above, an enormous orb fills the sky and radiates long tendrils of orange, red, and yellow flames. Swirling mist, balmy and tingling to the touch, obscures the ground, while a deep hum thrums through the sanctuary. The air is dry, though filled with a deep warmth that is almost uncomfortable.}}

;Sunburst Runestone
You are bathed in an intense yellow light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Sunburst Sanctuary
|desc=Bright, though not uncomfortably so, the sanctuary's walls are bathed in orange, red, and yellow light. Swirls of energy lick upward from the floor to coil on anything in their path, their tendrils warm and comforting. Random solar flares pulsate through the sky in flashes of bright white light, and a constant wind, dry and warm, stirs the air.}}

;Swamp Runestone
You are bathed in a sickly green light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Swamp Sanctuary
|desc=Large and gnarled, the roots of the mangrove form parabolic arches as they rise from the fetid swamp in a ring around the small island sanctuary. Clinging lichens, pale yellow and red, snake their way up the thick trunks, while the limbs are heavy with near black vines and mosses. A screech owl makes its presence known at regular intervals, its strange cry echoing off the murky, dark waters and is accompanied by the constant hum of mosquitos.}}

;Taiga Runestone
You are bathed in a forest green light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Taiga Sanctuary
|desc=Tall conifers reach towards the sky with their spindly trunks and shed pine needles every time the wind shifts through them. A ring of fallen trees hugs the granite facing, which comes to life with a burbling stream of clear spring water. Soft rays of the sun fall in long dim slants upon the frost-covered ground.}}

;Tidal Runestone
You are bathed in an aqua blue light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Tidal Sanctuary
|desc=Water-smoothed boulders and stones surround the edges of the sanctuary in an earthy barrier on three sides, while the rush of the open ocean stretches beyond. Moist sand is speckled with tiny tidal pools that house urchins, crabs, and starfish, while spotted periwinkle snails cling to the boulders that are submerged in water. Several long skeins of seaweed lap at the shore as the tide pushes them along.}}

;Tree Runestone
You are bathed in a forest green light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Tree Sanctuary
|desc=Glittering light filters through the arching boughs of the sanctuary, its source distant and obscured by the glossy leaves of the tree. Hundreds of laden limbs rise from the monstrous trunk only to curve over to create a living umbrella of greenery that shelters its denizens from the world beyond. The soft chatter of chipmunks and squirrels rises and falls through the area, its source somewhere deep within the tree.}}

;Tropical Runestone
You are bathed in an aqua blue light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Tropical Sanctuary
|desc=Balmy air moves across the desolate beach, its tendrils scented with ripe fruits and exotic flowers. Upon one side of the sanctuary, the ocean laps at the sandy coastline in a quiet rhythmic motion, while the palm fronds of enormous trees on the opposite end sway in counterpoint to the tide. A cluster of lazy clouds drifts above over a sky that is brilliant blue and is speckled with the vibrant hues of strange, long-feathered birds that squawk lyrically as they pass.}}

;Volcano Runestone
You are bathed in a deep red light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Volcano Sanctuary
|desc=Encased in a bubble of orange swirled with obsidian, the sanctuary is illuminated from above by a swiftly flowing river of fiery crimson magma. Rocky formations melted and twisted from the extreme temperatures throughout smoke slightly and radiate a burning heat that is almost stifling. A deep rumble vibrates through the glassy floor and dislodges soot and ash from their resting places high above.}}

;Wasteland Runestone
You are bathed in a sandy tan light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Wasteland Sanctuary
|desc=Pock-marked with stagnant craters, the largely barren landscape is covered in a clinging silver mist that stretches as far as the eye can see. Putrid and noxious scents rise from tepid pools, whose edges are overrun with black mold and mushrooms. The air is oppressive and tainted with foul scents.}}

;Will-O-Wisp Runestone
You are bathed in a flickering yellow light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Will-O-Wisp Sanctuary
|desc=Amorphous motes of light speckle the silver and grey mist that drifts from the cool ground, their source indiscernible. Faint swirls move the cool air around, and a quiet song, its words ancient and forgotten before they can be remembered, plays a haunting tune that fills the sanctuary. The mist clings to the ground and shifts with the slightest movement through the area.}}

;Wood Runestone
You are bathed in a forest green light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Wood Sanctuary
|desc=Silver-leafed aspens rise on all sides, their limbs lifting to the sky and reaching out towards each other. Tufts of grass cling to a small game trail that winds its way between the slender giants, the edges dotted with dark stones and blue slate. A brown wren warbles quietly as it gazes down from above, its body nearly hidden against the pale bark.}}

;Woodland Runestone
You are bathed in a forest green light and your surroundings shift...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Woodland Sanctuary
|desc=Spindly arms reach toward the distant sky, their frames ringed in thin white bark that is banded with ebon lines. Elliptical leaves shimmer brilliant crimson and amber like the dying light of a summer day and are moved by the low breeze that swirls through the area. The rich aroma of loam, moss, and grass scents the air, and a sense of peace pervades the sanctuary.}}

;Neutral Sanctuary
A swirling grey mist enshrouds you as your surroundings blur for a moment...
{{RoomDescription
|roomname=Sanctuary
|desc=A grey, swirling mist surrounds you, its tendrils creeping around your feet and twisting into a thick, translucent mass that vaguely forms a curved wall around the chamber. A feeling of calmness and protection passes over you as you sense that nothing harmful may pass the swirling walls.}}
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== [[Smite/Bane (302)]] ==

;Smite
:A scintillating, blue-white aura encompasses TARGET.

;Bane
:A sickly, violet haze encompasses TARGET.

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== [[Well of Life (308)]] ==

=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, your skin tingles with electrical energy. <section end=Charl Well of Life (308) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, you smell the aroma of fine wine. <section end=Cholen Well of Life (308) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, your face tingles briefly with heat like that of a nearby forge. <section end=Eonak Well of Life (308) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, you hear the faint rustling of autumn leaves. <section end=Imaera Well of Life (308) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, a pattern of stars flickers faintly before you before fading away again. <section end=Jastev Well of Life (308) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, a shaft of light like a well-thrown spear flashes briefly across your sight. <section end=Kai Well of Life (308) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, for only an instant, you glimpse the flows of mana coursing around you. <section end=Koar Well of Life (308) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the chill of winter spreads slowly through your body. <section end=Lorminstra Well of Life (308) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, a few wisps of grey mist drift past you. <section end=Lumnis Well of Life (308) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the light smell of spring flowers in bloom washes over you. <section end=Oleani Well of Life (308) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, warmth caresses your skin like the touch of the noontide sun. <section end=Phoen Well of Life (308) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, a tide of dreamlike lassitude washes through you. <section end=Ronan Well of Life (308) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, you hear the light sound of two coins clinking together. <section end=Tonis Well of Life (308) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, a deep, rich purring, more felt than heard, vibrates through your body. <section end=Andelas Well of Life (308) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the area seems to darken for a moment. <section end=Eorgina Well of Life (308) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the smell of dry, ancient parchment drifts past. <section end=Fash'lo'nae Well of Life (308) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the smell of tuberose incense twines slowly around you. <section end=Ivas Well of Life (308) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, a scaly texture rasps slowly over your skin. <section end=Luukos Well of Life (308) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, an acrid, alien smell creeps slowly through the air. <section end=Marlu Well of Life (308) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, a phantom pressure briefly encircles each of your wrists. <section end=Mularos Well of Life (308) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the cackle of a jackal echoes in your skull. <section end=Sheru Well of Life (308) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the coppery scent of drying blood saturates your senses. <section end=V'tull Well of Life (308) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, a sensation like feathers brushes over your face. <section end=Gosaena Well of Life (308) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, a wild, silvery giggle rings in your head. <section end=Zelia Well of Life (308) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the delicate scent of jungle lilies wafts around you. <section end=Aeia Well of Life (308) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, you feel the hilt of a knife pressing against your palm. <section end=Amasalen Well of Life (308) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, and a sticky feeling, like spiderweb encasing your skin, wraps briefly around you. <section end=Arachne Well of Life (308) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Well of Life (308) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Ghezresh Well of Life (308) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, you hear the distinct, controlled swish of a long blade cutting through the air. <section end=The Huntress Well of Life (308) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, a light breeze caresses your skin. <section end=Jaston Well of Life (308) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the taste of acantha leaf tea fills your mouth. <section end=Kuon Well of Life (308) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the dusky, dense smell of drying roses drifts past. <section end=Laethe Well of Life (308) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the smell of trillium flowers surrounds you briefly. <section end=Leya Well of Life (308) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the brief sensation of a dagger against your throat flashes past. <section end=Onar Well of Life (308) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the smell of the sea washes gently past. <section end=Niima Well of Life (308) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, you hear a few bars of merry, skillfully whistled melody. <section end=Tilamaire Well of Life (308) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, the fresh smell of dew-laden roses in bloom drifts past. <section end=Voaris Well of Life (308) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, you hear the distant clash of sword upon shield. <section end=Voln Well of Life (308) />

=== Unaligned ===
;Other <section begin=Other Well of Life (308) />
:As you sense your souls have linked together, an image flashes before you, but it is gone before it can be recognized.
:As you sense your souls have linked together, you taste something odd, but the taste is not something you can identify.
:As you sense your souls have linked together, an odd scent drifts past, but it is impossible to place its origin.
:As you sense your souls have linked together, something touches your skin, but the sensation is too foreign to be recognized.
:As you sense your souls have linked together, you hear something peculiar, but the sound is too faint to be identified.
<section end=Other Well of Life (308) />
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== [[Condemn (309)]] ==
=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' An ear-splitting crack of thunder staggers TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A distant roll of thunder gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Lightning spears down from overhead and sears TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The growl of thunder high above TARGET fades away.<section end=Charl Condemn (309) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Raucous, mocking laughter fills the air, and TARGET cringes beneath its onslaught!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A faint ripple of mocking laughter surrounds TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Barbs of ridicule and scorn take physical form, piercing TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The sound of laughter directed at TARGET grows distant and fades away.<section end=Cholen Condemn (309) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' TARGET startles at the sudden, clamorous ring of metal on metal!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A faint metallic susurration gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' *Clang!* The air reverberates with metallic echoes, blasting TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The rhythmic ring of striking metal surrounding TARGET fades away.<section end=Eonak Condemn (309) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A guttural chorus of snarling wolves fills the air, freezing TARGET in (his/her/its) tracks!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A distant, lonely howl gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' A grey-furred lupine shape leaps at TARGET, viciously biting (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The harsh growls surrounding TARGET fade away. <section end=Imaera Condemn (309) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A dizzying array of indistinct forms, each akin to TARGET, shimmers into view!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A hazy echo of TARGET flickers into view for just a moment, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' A blurry echo of TARGET rushes at (him/her/it), inflicting X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' One by one, the multitudinous echoes of what might have been surrounding TARGET fade away. <section end=Jastev Condemn (309) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' An array of silvery weapons takes shape nearby, each angled menacingly toward TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' Silver light flickers around TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' With a powerful swing, a silver (war hammer|mace|morning star|crowbill|ball and chain) catches TARGET a sound blow, inflicting X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The silvery armaments surrounding TARGET flicker and fade away. <section end=Kai Condemn (309) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A single deep, resonant tone reverberates through the area, commanding TARGET's attention!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A brassy gleam flickers around TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' TARGET is bathed in the brazen light of judgement and suffers X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The last lingering shiver of metallic sound surrounding TARGET fades away. <section end=Koar Condemn (309) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' The ambient temperature abruptly plummets, sending TARGET into fits of shivering.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A chill breeze briefly swirls around TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Ripples of cold white flame flare up around TARGET and blister (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The icy chill surrounding TARGET fades away. <section end=Lorminstra Condemn (309) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Crisp lines of brilliant color circle TARGET, forming five rings in constant motion about (him/her/it).
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' Faint rings of color flicker around TARGET for a moment, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' (Black/blue/green/red/white) energy flares around TARGET and sears (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The colored rings surrounding TARGET slow their motion and fade away.<section end=Lumnis Condemn (309) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Drifting cherry blossom petals shimmer into view all around TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' The delicate, fleeting scent of spring flowers wafts from TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' A petal falls upon TARGET and ignites, blooming into crimson fire and scorching (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The pale petals drift to the ground around TARGET and fade away.<section end=Oleani Condemn (309) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' The radiance of the sun surges from you to envelop TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' The air briefly warms between yourself and TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Light flares, hot and fierce, searing TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The air cools around TARGET as the blinding brilliance fades away.<section end=Phoen Condemn (309) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Shadows deepen all around, enveloping TARGET in night's embrace!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' Shadows encroach on TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Dancing with dreamlike languor, tongues of black and silver flames sear TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The deep shadows surrounding TARGET fade away. <section end=Ronan Condemn (309) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Fiery golden sparks flicker in a blurred arc around TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A fiery golden mote blurs past TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Blurry golden motes arc past TARGET, inflicting X points of damage in their wake!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The golden sparks circling TARGET fade away. <section end=Tonis Condemn (309) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A low, rumbling growl fills the air, freezing TARGET in (his/her/its) tracks!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' An angry feline yowl gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' A sleek black shape leaps past TARGET and lashes out with sharp claws, slashing (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The rumbling growl directed at TARGET fades away. <section end=Andelas Condemn (309) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Darkness encroaches, commanding attention, and TARGET quails before it!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' The air around TARGET darkens briefly, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Flames erupt around TARGET, scorching (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The looming darkness around TARGET fades away.<section end=Eorgina Condemn (309) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Blazing lines of pure arcane energy scribe themselves on the air around TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A faint tangle of thready gold briefly flickers into being around TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Precise arcs of golden energy slash TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The brilliant arcane lines surrounding TARGET unravel and fade away. <section end=Fash'lo'nae Condemn (309) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Shimmering smoke, fragrant with musk, gathers around TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A tendril of perfumed smoke drifts past TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Sinuous smoke winds about TARGET in intimate coils, inflicting X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The air clears as the aromatic smoke clinging to TARGET fades away. <section end=Ivas Condemn (309) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' The pungent stench of decay fills the air as mist rises from the (floor/ground) around TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A nearby rasping hiss gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Skeletal appendages burst from the (floor/ground) and tear into TARGET, inflicting X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The scent of the grave around TARGET fades away. <section end=Luukos Condemn (309) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A shifting rent in reality forms near TARGET, and from it blows a caustic, alien wind.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' The air warps and twists around TARGET for a moment, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Barbed, glistening tentacles dart from the tear in space and rip into TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The caustic wind dies as the shifting rent near TARGET fades away. <section end=Marlu Condemn (309) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' TARGET releases a sudden cry of agony!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A distant shriek of pain gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' TARGET staggers beneath the weight of inconsolable sorrow, tearing at (him/her/it)self and inflicting X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The lingering cries of TARGET fade away. <section end=Mularos Condemn (309) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Darkness encroaches on TARGET, and numerous eyes gleam malevolently within it!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' TARGET pauses, clearly uneasy, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' A gibbering wave of shadowy beasts surges from the dark and over TARGET, inflicting X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The darkness surrounding TARGET withdraws and fades away. <section end=Sheru Condemn (309) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' The cacophony of pitched battle fills the air, disorienting TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A distant clash of battle gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' TARGET is overcome by a sudden frenzy of bloodlust and, in (his/her/its) confusion, slashes (him/her/it)self for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The battlefield tumult surrounding TARGET fades away.<section end=V'tull Condemn (309) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Silence falls, muffling TARGET in its velvet folds.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' For a moment, all grows quiet around TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' The chill of eternity presses in, freezing TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The hush passes and the chill surrounding TARGET fades away. <section end=Gosaena Condemn (309) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Ineffable color blooms around TARGET, accompanied by a dissonant ripple of bells.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A sudden, wavering giggle gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Fleeting shapes beyond reason or description surge into being and batter TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The strange colors and discordant notes besetting TARGET fade away. <section end=Zelia Condemn (309) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A host of exotic flowers bursts into brilliant bloom around TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' The heady aroma of blooming flowers wafts from TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' A glistening blossom releases a burst of caustic mist at TARGET, inflicting X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The exotic flowers around TARGET curl in on themselves and fade away. <section end=Aeia Condemn (309) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Scarlet mist seeps from TARGET, accompanied by the cloying, coppery scent of fresh blood.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A whiff of blood comes off TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Crystallized crimson shards coalesce from the scarlet mist, slashing TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The scarlet mist surrounding TARGET settles and fades away. <section end=Amasalen Condemn (309) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' TARGET is surrounded by an ominous, chitinous clicking!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A nearby skittering noise gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Countless spiders swarm TARGET, skittering up (his/her/its) flailing form and inflicting X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The clicking sounds surrounding TARGET fade away. <section end=Arachne Condemn (309) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' An undulating silver mist rolls in, enveloping TARGET within its coils!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A faint thread of silver mist drifts about TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Tendrils of silver mist plunge into TARGET, eroding (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The undulating silver mist surrounding TARGET fades away. <section end=Ghezresh Condemn (309) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' The air around TARGET vibrates with the low, strident blast of a hunting horn!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A distant horn blast gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Misty figures with vengeful, star-bright eyes course past TARGET, slashing (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The ethereal hunters veer off from TARGET and fade away.<section end=The Huntress Condemn (309) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Discordant birdcalls fill the air as the wind picks up around TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' An errant breeze brushes by TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' A fierce gust of wind from the (east/north/south/west) blasts TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The wind dies down around TARGET and the birdcalls fade away.<section end=Jaston Condemn (309) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A sprawling carpet of translucent herbs blooms around TARGET, seemingly innocuous in nature.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A medicinal scent wafts from TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Lush overgrowth constricts around TARGET, crushing (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The translucent foliage surrounding TARGET fades away. <section end=Kuon Condemn (309) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A hot, ash-laden wind begins to blow around TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' Ash drifts past TARGET on a warm breeze, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' An ash-laden whirlwind of smoldering black rose petals coils around TARGET, scorching (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The wind around TARGET dies and its warmth fades away. <section end=Laethe Condemn (309) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A series of high, ululating war cries spooks TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A snowy owl glides past TARGET on silent wings, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Borne on silent wings, a snowy owl dives from the sky at TARGET and inflicts X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' A final trill rings out near TARGET, then fades away. <section end=Leya Condemn (309) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A heavy, salt-scented fog rolls in and drifts around TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A tendril of salt-laden fog drifts past TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' The rippling silhouette of a cresting wave coalesces from the fog and crashes upon TARGET, hammering (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The dense fog around TARGET thins and fades away. <section end=Niima Condemn (309) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' The shadows around TARGET grow deeper, and the air thrums with tension.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' An indistinct shadow passes behind TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' A thin black dagger, more shadow than substance, fades into view mid-flight and strikes TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The tension in the air surrounding TARGET fades away. <section end=Onar Condemn (309) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A rich tapestry of music weaves itself out of the air, and TARGET pauses to listen.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A distant melody gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' The music reaches a crescendo, and the sheer force of it staggers TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' After a gentle concluding passage, the music surrounding TARGET fades away. <section end=Tilamaire Condemn (309) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' A hot, blustery wind begins to blow around TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' A warm gust of wind curls past TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' A fiery whirlwind of luminous yellow rose petals coils around TARGET, scorching (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The wind around TARGET dies and its warmth quickly fades away.<section end=Voaris Condemn (309) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' TARGET flinches back from a sudden upwelling of white light!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' White light flickers around TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' Cleansing white fire envelops TARGET, searing (him/her/it) for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The white light surrounding TARGET fades away. <section end=Voln Condemn (309) />

=== Unaligned ===
;Other <section begin=Other Condemn (309) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Success]}}''' Dusky half-light envelops a TARGET in a rippling, nebulous haze.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Failure]}}''' The air ripples dimly around a TARGET, but nothing comes of it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Damage]}}''' A sudden flare of coruscating energy within the haze sears the TARGET for X points of damage!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Debuff end]}}''' The nebulous haze fades away from a TARGET.<section end=Other Condemn (309) />
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== [[Blind (311)]] ==

=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the fury and violence of the Lord of the Seas flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Charl Blind (311) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the merriment and goodwill of the Jester flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Caster's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a young, golden-haired man with a smile of delight curving his lips. His eyes are the color of the sky, and they sparkle brightly with merriment. Divine radiance blazes around the image, and you are blinded. <section end=Cholen Blind (311) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the strong will and determination of the Master of the Forge flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the craggy face of a dwarven man. An aura of reddish-golden light, much like the glow of a forge, surrounds his features. His brown gaze bores into you, and the image sears itself into your eyes before everything goes black. <section end=Eonak Blind (311) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the warmth and healing power of the Lady of the Green flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a beautiful sylvan woman garbed in robes of leaves and flowers. A halo of pale green radiance surrounds her, and healing light shines in her eyes as she smiles jubilantly -- but then the light fades, and everything else fades along with it. <section end=Imaera Blind (311) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the tenuous, fleeting beauty of the world as the vision of the Soothsayer flows through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a pale, black-haired young man. Behind him, the night sky shines, thousands of stars shimmering in incredible beauty, but his face is filled with devastating sorrow even as he gazes into the night. Suddenly, the stars blaze with searing silver brilliance, and you are blinded. <section end=Jastev Blind (311) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes a TARGET's weakened defenses, you feel invigorated and rejuvenated by the power of the Master of Battles flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' As CASTER stares intensely at a TARGET, a silvery film covers the TARGET's eyes.<section end=Kai Blind (311) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the majesty of the King of the Gods flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of an ancient man wearing a majestic crown of pure light. The lines of his face are weary, and a great, snow-white beard flows from his chin, but his heavy-lidded blue eyes transfix you with their power. Divine radiance blazes around the image, and you are blinded. <section end=Koar Blind (311) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the somber, majestic power and the caring presence of the Gatekeeper flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a thin woman with alabaster-hued skin. Snowflakes collect in her raven black hair, and winter's chill sweeps over you as her somber gaze meets yours. The image sears into your vision, and then everything goes dark. <section end=Lorminstra Blind (311) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the wisdom and knowledge of the Queen of Enlightenment flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a mature woman robed in cloud grey gossamer. A single streak of grey hair mars her black tresses, and her face is serenely calm. Divine radiance blazes around the image, and you are blinded. <section end=Lumnis Blind (311) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' <section begin=311Oleani1p />As your faith overcomes <target>'s weakened defenses, you sense the radiance and love of the Mistress of Adoration flowing through you.<section end=311Oleani1p />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' <section begin=311Oleani2p /><caster>'s face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of an exquisitely beautiful Dark Elf with spring flowers braided into her hair. A warm smile curves her lips as she gazes at you from beneath lowered lashes.<section end=311Oleani2p /> <section end=Oleani Blind (311) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, your skin grows warm with the touch of sunlight as the masculine power of the Sun God flows through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a gaunt man with golden hair that shines as brightly as the sun. His smile is confident and proud, and a touch of arrogance blazes in his blue eyes. Divine radiance flares around the image, and you are blinded. <section end=Phoen Blind (311) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the dark, watchful power of the Lord of Dreams flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Ronan Blind (311) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' <section end=Tonis Blind (311) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' <section end=Andelas Blind (311) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the domineering majesty of the Queen of Darkness flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see an imperious and beautiful woman wearing a magnificent crown of sparkling black diamonds. An expression of cruel satisfaction rests upon her shadowed visage. Darkness wells forth to consume the image, and then you see nothing at all. <section end=Eorgina Blind (311) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the knowledge and intellectual interest of the Grandfather flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of an old man. His features are worn with time and care, but a certain set of the brow and jaw still suggests steely determination. The slitted pupils of his pale yellow eyes stare into you, inspecting every cranny of your soul. The image sears itself into your eyes before everything dissolves in a wash of grey. <section end=Fash'lo'nae Blind (311) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the passion and sensuality of the Seductress flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a staggeringly beautiful woman. Shimmering smoke surrounds her face, distorting it slightly, but her long-lashed eyes gaze knowingly into yours, dark with an unmistakable invitation. The image sears itself into your eyes before everything dissolves in a wash of grey. <section end=Ivas Blind (311) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the cruel malice of the Eater of Souls flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a massive emerald green serpent. The snake's golden eyes transfix you with their power as its forked tongue darts out to taste the air. Darkness wells forth to consume the image, and then you see nothing at all. <section end=Luukos Blind (311) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the Destroyer's unthinking hunger for annihilation flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a gruesome demon. The monster's skin is glistening black, hooked wings arch above his inhuman features, and barbed tentacles lash and writhe restlessly around its body from appendages that bear only the faintest resemblance to arms. Darkness wells forth to consume the image, and then you see nothing at all. <section end=Marlu Blind (311) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the compassion, pain, and longing of He who is the Sorrow of the World flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a young man with incredibly compassionate eyes. His features are as delicate as an elven child's, but a bloody lash-stroke mars his skin near the collar of his white robe. The image sears itself into your vision before everything dissolves in a wash of scarlet. <section end=Mularos Blind (311) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the cruel, feral power of the Bringer of Terror flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see a pair of feral amber eyes gleaming out of darkness. Faintly, you can discern the outline of a jackal's head, but the proportions are subtly distorted -- the muzzle is too large to properly fit the head, and needlelike teeth gleam menacingly behind black lips. Darkness wells forth to consume the image, and then you see nothing at all. <section end=Sheru Blind (311) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the ecstatic bloodlust of the Berserker flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a giantman with marble white skin. His coal black eyes stare vengefully down at you, an expression of threat made only more dire by the bloodstained armor concealing his vast bulk. The image sears itself into your vision before everything dissolves in a wash of scarlet. <section end=V'tull Blind (311) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, your skin grows cold as the calm, silent power of the Mistress of Eternity flows through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see a somber woman swathed in a grey cloak. Her face is as pale as alabaster, and her features are composed with perfect, unwavering serenity. The air grows cold as her ice blue gaze rests upon you. The intensity of the vision overwhelms you, and everything dissolves in a wash of grey, leaving you blinded. <section end=Gosaena Blind (311) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the madness of the Keeper of the Moons rising in you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see four crescent moons wheeling wildly through a sky that flashes with a thousand different colors. A pair of large emerald eyes stare down on you from above the moons, set in a constantly shifting face framed by long, windblown silver hair. The delighted laughter of a madwoman fills your ears as you grow more and more disoriented, and then the intensity of the vision overwhelms you. Everything dissolves in a wash of grey, leaving you blinded. <section end=Zelia Blind (311) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the warmth and nuturing comfort of the Mother flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a beautiful human woman with kind, quiet eyes. The leaves, flowers, and vines of a verdant tropical garden twine through her hair and caress her shoulders, with one particularly large lily spreading its milk-white petals across her brow. A faint glow halos her features for only a moment before her face, and everything else, vanishes from view. <section end=Aeia Blind (311) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the frenzied religious ecstasy of the Executioner flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a cruelly smiling Faendryl man with dark bronze skin and slitted golden eyes. Flowing white hair courses over his lean neck and shoulders. Like blood spilling up from a cut, darkness wells forth to consume the image, and then you see nothing at all. <section end=Amasalen Blind (311) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a brash woman with a fighter's build, clad in bloodstained leather armor. One of her eyebrows is slightly raised, and her smirk is distinctly condescending. Superimposed over her face, the image of a black widow spider shimmers into view, then fades away again. As the spider vanishes, everything else falls into darkness, leaving you blind. <section end=Arachne Blind (311) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the powerful and oppressive intimidation of Ghezresh flow through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and in its place you see an omnipotent presence wreathed in indigo and silver mists. From within the depths, an eel rises from CASTER's collarbone and wraps itself around CASTER's neck before clicking its jaws closed upon its tail. Abruptly, the darkly intimidating mists recede. <section end=Ghezresh Blind (311) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the cold, exquisitely controlled anger of the Huntress flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a surpassingly beautiful woman whose face is a mask of carefully controlled anger. A silvery scythe blade curves alongside her face, and the reflection across the mirror-polished surface displays the eight-pointed star Krr'ska. Light flashes from the scythe blade into your eyes, and then everything goes black. <section end=The Huntress Blind (311) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the blithe, soaring spirit of the Windrunner coursing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a slender sylvan man with six white-feathered wings growing from his back. A wide band of many-colored feathers adorns his head, offering some minor restraint for his windswept, light brown hair as well as lending a rakish quality to his carefree smile. Silvery radiance flashes around his face in the instant before everything goes dark. <section end=Jaston Blind (311) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' <section end=Kuon Blind (311) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the sorrowful compassion of the Lovelorn flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER'S face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a young man with delicately fair skin, raven black hair, and sorrowful blue eyes. Despite the lines of emotional pain that mark his features, his gaze is filled with vast compassion. After only a few seconds pass, the young man's face fades away into blackness, and everything else vanishes into blackness as well. <section end=Laethe Blind (311) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the cool confidence of the Master of Martial Arts flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a woman in her twenties with wavy mahogany hair and azure eyes. Calm, unquestioning confidence fills her expression as she gazes directly at you, mitigated only slightly by the concealed shadow of sorrow. The image sears itself into your eyes before everything dissolves in a wash of grey. <section end=Leya Blind (311) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the merry, flirtatious delight of the Wavedancer flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see a waiflike young woman with shining blue eyes and a dazzling smile. Her pale blonde hair flows over her milk-white shoulders as smoothly as water, and you briefly smell a fresh sea breeze in the moment before everything goes dark. <section end=Niima Blind (311) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the cold, emotionless logic of the Assassin flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a cracked white skull. Shadows play over the pale bone surface, but never fully resolve into recognizable forms. Abruptly, the skull vanishes into complete and utter blackness -- along with everything else around you. <section end=Onar Blind (311) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you hear the echoes of a laughter-filled melody, and you sense the exuberant spirit of the Lithe flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of an exuberant young man with tawny hair. His wide eyes sparkle with amusement, and a playful smile teases at his full lips. Golden radiance flashes around his face in the instant before everything goes dark. <section end=Tilamaire Blind (311) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the merry pleasure of the Patron of Young Love flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a young man with delicately fair skin, sunlight golden hair, and merry blue eyes framed by long blond lashes. He presses a blood red rose to his cheek as he flashes a mischevious, flirtatious smile. Golden radiance flashes around his face in the instant before everything goes dark. <section end=Voaris Blind (311) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As your faith overcomes TARGET's weakened defenses, you sense the grim, determined spirit of the Paladin flowing through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a grim man clad in a full suit of black chainmail. His cold, somber eyes stare straight past you, and the faint halo of white radiance surrounding him only seems to deepen the shadows of his forbidding visage. The image sears itself into your eyes before everything dissolves into blackness. <section end=Voln Blind (311) />

;Other <section begin=Other Blind (311) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}<section end=Other Blind (311) />
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== [[Prayer (313)]] ==

=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the wrath of your deity to protect you. The scent of brine and lightning-struck sand surrounds you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Brilliant white light flickers in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Charl Prayer (313) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the humor of your deity to protect you. You taste fine wine on your lips, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Sapphire light dances in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Cholen Prayer (313) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the labor of your deity to protect you. Your eyes sting as if with the touch of smoke or sweat, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Dark red light glimmers in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Eonak Prayer (313) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the bounty of your deity to protect you. The smell of ripe wild raspberries swirls around you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Leaf-green light shines in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Imaera Prayer (313) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the foresight of your deity to protect you. All hues around you gain brilliance as all shadows around you deepen, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Brilliant white light burns in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Jastev Prayer (313) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the fist of your deity to protect you. Strength and confidence imbue your body, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Bright silver light flashes in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Kai Prayer (313) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the justice of your deity to protect you. The ground trembles almost imperceptibly underfoot, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Intense golden topaz light blazes in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Koar Prayer (313) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the compassion of your deity to protect you. The delicate chill of autumn's first frost settles over your skin, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Pallid light glows in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Lorminstra Prayer (313) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the wisdom of your deity to protect you. Confidence and clarity settle over you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Opalescent light shines in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Lumnis Prayer (313) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the love of your deity to protect you. The smell of lily-of-the-valley surrounds you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Violet light sparkles in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Oleani Prayer (313) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the power of your deity to protect you. The warmth of sunlight caresses your skin, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Golden radiance burns in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Phoen Prayer (313) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the sword of your deity to protect you. The shadow of night darkens everything around you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Starry silver radiance shimmers in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Ronan Prayer (313) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the wings of your deity to protect you. A light ripple passes through the air, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Golden light shines in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Tonis Prayer (313) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the pleasure of your deity to protect you. A low, rumbling purr vibrates through your head, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Andelas Prayer (313) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the majesty of your deity to protect you. The scent of something burning drifts past, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Dark crimson light glitters in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Eorgina Prayer (313) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the knowledge of your deity to protect you. The smell of dusty parchment tickles your nose, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Pale yellow light flashes in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Fash'lo'nae Prayer (313) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the desire of your deity to protect you. Your head swims as if with alcohol or incense, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Dusky silver light glitters in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Ivas Prayer (313) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the will of your deity to protect you. Something smooth yet hard rasps over your cheek, like the pebbled scales of a great serpent, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Emerald light glimmers in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Luukos Prayer (313) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the delight of your deity to protect you. Your skin stings as if with the touch of acid, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Lurid orange light gleams in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Marlu Prayer (313) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the love of your deity to protect you. The softness of silk caresses the back of your neck, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Ruby light glimmers in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Mularos Prayer (313) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the favor of your deity to protect you. Unbidden, your heartbeat quickens with fear, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Amber light glows in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Sheru Prayer (313) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=V'tull Prayer (313) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the impartial hand of your deity to protect you. A delicate sensation like the caress of a feathered wing runs over your face from brow to chin, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Grey light fills CASTER's eyes briefly. <section end=Gosaena Prayer (313) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the fickle spirit of your deity to protect you. A sudden wind chills your exposed skin, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Brilliant emerald light shines in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Zelia Prayer (313) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the kindness of your deity to protect you. The smell of jungle rain drifts past you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Aeia Prayer (313) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the frenzy of your deity to protect you. The smell of fresh-spilled blood swirls around you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Blood red light shines in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Amasalen Prayer (313) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the webs of your deity to protect you. Painless heat surges through your bloodstream. The world blurs into eight distinct images before refocusing upon one, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Intense crimson light glows in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Arachne Prayer (313) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the oppressive intimidation of your deity to protect you. Your skin grows chill and clammy, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Silver-laced indigo mist seeps from CASTER's eyes.<section end=Ghezresh Prayer (313) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the anger of your deity to protect you. For an instant, all around you is silvered by starlight to your eyes, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=The Huntress Prayer (313) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the winds of your deity to protect you. A light gust of air caresses your skin, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Sky blue light shines in CASTER's eyes.<section end=Jaston Prayer (313) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the caring of your deity to protect you. The aromas of pine needles and rich earth drift past you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Dark green light glows in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Kuon Prayer (313) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the sympathy of your deity to protect you. The soft, musky scent of roses twines about you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Dark violet light glimmers in <caster>'s eyes. <section end=Laethe Prayer (313) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the skill of your deity to protect you. A sense of supple vitality flows through you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Azure light shimmers in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Leya Prayer (313) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the mercy of your deity to protect you. You taste sea salt on your lips, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Aquamarine light shimmers in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Niima Prayer (313) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the cool decisiveness of your deity to protect you. Nothing impressive happens externally, but your senses and awareness expand subtly, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Darkness flickers briefly in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Onar Prayer (313) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the teachings of your deity to protect you. You hear a sprightly, joyous air being skillfully played on a flute, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Cerulean light sparkles in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Tilamaire Prayer (313) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the approval of your deity to protect you. The enticing scent of sun-warmed roses twines about you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Brilliant yellow light shines in CASTER's eyes. <section end=Voaris Prayer (313) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the shield of your deity to protect you. Something unseen settles around your torso like a suit of massive armor enclosing you. Instead of feeling weighted or weary, however, you feel uplifted, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Voln Prayer (313) />

=== Unaligned ===
;Other <section begin=Other Prayer (313) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
<section end=Other Prayer (313) />
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== [[Censure (316)]] ==
===Pantheon of Liabo===
;Charl
:Speaking the words of a sacred incantation, you channel the power of divine displeasure toward those deserving of punishment.
:As the words capture your attention, you hear a second voice overlapping CASTER's and translating the invocation: '''"<section begin=Charl Censure (316) /><includeonly>:</includeonly>For your transgressions, a thousand storms shall be raised against you, and lightning shall rain across your path and all you love!<section end=Charl Censure (316) />"''' Your spirit quails involuntarily at the power of the divine censure, and you feel your muscles tightening to disobey your will. (Non-bold part repeats on all.)

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, you will be forever be marked as the punchline of the world's jokes, prone to the pranks of all, and endure the endless humiliation that will ensue.... <section end=Cholen Censure (316) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, no tool will be true in your hand. Wood will buckle and splinter, metal will twist and shatter, and even the greatest of enchantments will fade without warning.... <section end=Eonak Censure (316) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, all nature shall rise against you! The rivers shall rise to drown you, the trees shall yield poison fruit to your hand, and every animal will show you its fangs.... <section end=Imaera Censure (316) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, I will tell you your future. These are the words of the stars: all that you seek will be lost, and all that you fear will prosper until it destroys you. In the end, you will be forgotten, and nothing you have done or been will ever matter. <section end=Jastev Censure (316) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Censure (316) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Kai Censure (316) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, you shall be judged, and the verdict shall fall against you. In all the world, from sky to earth, there is no sanctuary against that high judgement.... <section end=Koar Censure (316) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Censure (316) />
:The Gatekeeper's hand and key will be against you, parting your spirit and body, leaving you helpless in a mortal world that does not know your presence.... <section end=Lorminstra Censure (316) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, you shall receive all that you have earned, for you are one who heeds no wisdom, and you are one who takes no guidance. Therefore, no wisdom and no guidance shall you have, and you shall be lost beyond redemption.... <section end=Lumnis Censure (316) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, your loveless life shall bring you no satisfaction. Every relationship you have shall be sundered, until you walk alone through a joyless life without the strength to end it. <section end=Oleani Censure (316) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, the sun shall give you no warmth in winter and relentless heat in summer. Its light will not feed your crops and its power will not give you strength.... <section end=Phoen Censure (316) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, your dreams shall be hopeless, and your waking hours possessed by dreams. You shall have no peace waking or sleeping, for you will never fully enter, nor fully leave sleep, and there shall be no rest for you.... <section end=Ronan Censure (316) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, your thoughts and actions will be slowed, and all eyes will be drawn to your stupid, clumsy sluggishness. You will be unable to protect your treasures from those in the shadows. <section end=Tonis Censure (316) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, you will be hunted, little prey. Between shadow and light, between branch and wall, the eyes you cannot see will see you. The claws are sharp, and your flesh is weak. Run, little prey, for the chase is marvelous fun.... <section end=Andelas Censure (316) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Censure (316) />
:For your carelessness, your spirit shall be shackled by invisible chains, rendering you a lowly slave. You will grovel at the feet of the one who controls your freedom, kissing the jeweled hem of her garments and begging for a chance to redeem yourself! <section end=Eorgina Censure (316) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, text will blur before your eyes, and words will shift upon reaching your ear. You will never understand anything of value, and you will never be able to communicate that which you already know. <section end=Fash'lo'nae Censure (316) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, you shall know a hunger with no filling, a thirst with no quenching, and a yearning with no satisfaction. Every need you have will burn without ceasing until your entire body is aflame.... <section end=Ivas Censure (316) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, the mark of the liar shall be upon you. No truth you speak shall ever be believed, setting every ally against you and all friendly blades at your back. In death, you shall be drawn into the service of those lies, and all you ever do will serve the hunger of the Serpent.... <section end=Luukos Censure (316) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, your ever-fading power shall fuel the end of all that you know. Everything shall be destroyed, but you will face the oblivion first of all. <section end=Marlu Censure (316) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, there will be no comfort for you. Your blood will run untended, and your heart will break unnoticed. You will break yourself to the ground, and break your wrists on a blade, all in the company of uncaring silence. <section end=Mularos Censure (316) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Censure (316) />
:For your trangressions, the darkness shall surround you, and the amber-eyed spawn of your nightmares will join you there. Given flesh and given fangs, your nightmares shall come as you stumble helplessly through a night that knows no dawn.... <section end=Sheru Censure (316) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, your blood will run across the soil like a river, and your splintered bones will be sown across the land! <section end=V'tull Censure (316) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, you will be judged in the land of death, where there is neither escape nor reprieve. The angels know when you will pass the gates, and their sickles are sharp enough to slice apart a soul.... <section end=Gosaena Censure (316) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Censure (316) />
:No mist and no moonlight, no mercy, no insight! Your bones and your eyes, all your heart, all despised! Your luck is despair, and nobody will care when you scream in the rain, never escaping, so totally sane.... <section end=Zelia Censure (316) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, there shall be no shelter for you anywhere that the Mother's eye sees. A garden to others will be withered dust to you. You will be homeless and helpless, rejected by all mothers, a wanderer forever without any kin or comfort. <section end=Aeia Censure (316) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, your blood will flow from your body in rivers! Your skin will be stripped off to decorate the temple walls as your still-beating heart feeds the high altar.... <section end=Amasalen Censure (316) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, disfiguring venom shall pour through your veins. Strong men shall fear at your presence, weak ones shall faint away, and all will rise against you to exile you forevermore! <section end=Arachne Censure (316) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Censure (316) />
:You shall now forever stand in the shadow of your allies. Forevermore, you shall be inferior to their strength and a mere shadow of acceptance. This will set you apart and consign you to forever be trapped in the mists of unlife at the bottom of the sea... <section end=Ghezresh Censure (316) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, all those with cause against you shall have the strength of a hundred men apiece. Their hands will be guided divinely for true strikes and fatal blows, and the sands shall drink your life's blood without mercy. <section end=The Huntress Censure (316) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, the gift of freedom shall be lost to you. Imprisoned beneath stifling stone, you will long for the four winds to cleanse your skin, and dream of the silhouettes of birds against the sky.... <section end=Jaston Censure (316) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, the plants of the world shall give you neither comfort nor shelter. Wooden walls will rot about you, and acantha will offer your wounded lips no healing grace.... <section end=Kuon Censure (316) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Censure (316) />
:For your trangressions, all those you love will be parted from you, never to join you again. There shall be neither comfort nor contact for you, not even in death's dark domain.... <section end=Laethe Censure (316) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, the hands of all honorable people will turn against you, leaving you surrounded by traitors and fools. Fade your combatant skills will, offering you no reward for their application. <section end=Leya Censure (316) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, the water you seek to drink will be as dust, and the water you seek to escape will overwhelm you. You will drown as the dolphins watch, and they will never move to aid you. <section end=Niima Censure (316) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, a contract has been placed against you. The price for your life has already been paid. <section end=Onar Censure (316) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, all music of this world will fall upon your accursed ear, offering no melody or harmony to soothe your being.<section end=Tilamaire Censure (316) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, all those you love will be parted from you. Mountains and miles, chasms and seas, traditions and laws shall divide you! Ever shall your passion rise, and never shall your love be satisfied.... <section end=Voaris Censure (316) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Censure (316) />
:For your transgressions, no punishment could be greater than that which you bring upon yourself. From death, undeath will enslave you. Your will shall be torn, your soul flayed to tatters, and not even enough of self-control shall remain for you to beg for a liberating sword.... <section end=Voln Censure (316) />

=== Unaligned ===

;Other <section begin=Other Censure (316) />
:Religious fervor infuses CASTER's voice as she speaks an incantation in an unknown language.
:For your transgressions, the greatest of wraths will enfold you. All punishment that you have earned will be portioned out to you, more than any spirit or body or soul can endure.... <section end=Other Censure (316) />
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== [[Raise Dead (318)]] ==
=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Moisture beads upon your skin and you feel your eyes cloud over with the darkness of a rising storm. Power builds upon the air, and when you utter the last syllable of your spell thunder rumbles from your lips. The sound ripples upon the air, colliding with TARGET's prone form, and a brilliant flash transfers the spiritual energy between you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Moisture beads upon your skin as CASTER's eyes cloud over with the darkness of a rising storm. Power builds upon the air, causing the dead hair upon your arms to rise, and as CASTER utters the last words of her spell you hear the rumble of thunder in her voice. The rolling sound ripples upon the air and collides with your chest an instant before a brilliant flash suffuses you with raw spiritual energy.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Moisture beads on the skin of CASTER and TARGET as the former's eyes cloud over with the darkness of a rising storm. Power builds upon the air, causing the hair upon your arms to rise, and as CASTER utters the last words of his spell you hear the rumble of thunder in his voice. The rolling sound collides with TARGET's prone form, its very touch creating a brilliant flash that suffuses her in raw spiritual energy. <section end=Charl Raise Dead (318) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Musically, though lyric free, CASTER begins a soft chant in petition to her deity. Rising from the air around her, the sweet sound of a lute begins to accompany her, and you discover that the very air seems alive with it. Reaching outward, CASTER touches you on the lips, and the blended sounds burst into a wordless chorus that surges between the two of you in a shower of colorful lights.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Musically, though lyric free, CASTER begins a soft chant in petition to her deity. Rising from the air around her, the sweet sound of a lute begins to accompany her and you discover that the very air seems alive with it. Reaching outward, CASTER touches TARGET on the lips and the blended sounds burst into a wordless chorus that surges between the pair in a shower of colorful lights. <section end=Cholen Raise Dead (318) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''Chanting slowly, your mind and body fill with strong sense of purpose as you gaze down at TARGET. Within your mind's eye you unravel the greater machinations of life and realize that the prone body lying before you is still needed to make them still work. Touching one finger to his forehead, you reignite the spark of life within him and return him to their greater function.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Chanting slowly, the sound reminiscent of cogs moving through a large machine, CASTER gazes down at TARGET with a sense of greater understanding in his eyes. Briefly touching upon TARGET's forehead, CASTER reignites the spark of life within him. <section end=Eonak Raise Dead (318) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Breathing slowly, you extend your senses towards the world around you and draw into you the very essence of nature. You shift your gaze towards TARGET and carefully release the energy you've drawn into yourself towards him. A rush of energy briefly flows between the two of you as you feel life slowly return to him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Breathing slowly on the heels of her chanting, CASTER's gaze grows distant for several moments. With the grace of a doe lapping water at a brook, her gaze falls to you and your spirit feels strangely in tune with the natural order of life. A rush of energy briefly flows between the two of you as you feel life slowly return to your limbs.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Breathing slowly on the heels of her chanting, CASTER's gaze grows distant for several moments. With the grace of a doe lapping water at a brook, her gaze falls to TARGET and a rush of energy briefly flows between them causing TARGET to return to life.<section end=Imaera Raise Dead (318) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Emptying all breathe from your body, you slowly still yourself and close your eyes. You reach out with all of your senses and feel a film shift across your vision. Opening your eyes, you gaze through a white haze and find images of TARGET floating above his prone form. Acts of TARGET's past, present, and future play out before your clouded vision. With conviction and faith, you pluck a future image of TARGET from the air and coax he back into his body. Slowly, the film slips from your eyes and images fade away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Slowly exhaling the last syllable of his chant, CASTER closes his eyes for several moments. Upon opening his eyes, hundreds of images appear to hover over the prone form of TARGET. Each image is different from that of the woman that lays lifeless. With firm conviction, CASTER pulls at one of the images in the air and slowly coaxes TARGET's ghostly form back into her body. The film slips from CASTER's eyes as TARGET is filled with the breath of life. <section end=Jastev Raise Dead (318) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Deep and resonating, you feel the chant that falls from your lips instill within you with the strength of your faith. You crouch beside (TARGET) and gently lift him into your arms, your muscles swelling with the power of your deity, and cradle him close to your chest. Strength and life momentarily seep from your limbs, causing them to feel laden and heavy, and you are overcome with a sudden weakness. With a sigh, you are able to lay (TARGET) back down.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Deep and resonating, you feel the chant that falls from her lips and watch as she is filled with the strength of her faith. She crouches beside TARGET and gently lifts him into her arms. CASTER's muscles swell with the power of her deity, and she cradles him close to her chest. Strength and life flood from CASTER's body into TARGET's, but CASTER suddenly seems weakened by the experience and is forced to her knees. With a soft sigh, CASTER still manages to lay TARGET gently back down. <section end=Kai Raise Dead (318) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' With each passing moment during your slow chant, the thrum of power begins to flood your very being, pulsing through your veins like crackling electricity. The overwhelming sensation liberates your mind from the trivial details of mortal life. You fold your right arm over and rest your chin upon your hand while gazing down at the lifeless corpse of TARGET, contemplating his existence. Blinking once, you thrust your hand over TARGET, and the raw power escapes your body through your fingertips, flowing into him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' With each passing moment during CASTER's slow chant, his eyes flutter rhythmically. He folds his right arm and rests his chin upon his hand, then gazes down at you, as if contemplating your very existence. Blinking once, CASTER thrusts his hand over you, and crackling, raw power flows from CASTER's fingertips into your body, jolting you back to life.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' With each passing moment during CASTER's slow chant, his eyes flutter rhythmically. He folds his right arm and rests his chin upon his hand, then gazes down at the lifeless corpse of TARGET, as if contemplating his existence. Blinking once, CASTER thrusts his hand over TARGET, and crackling raw power flows from CASTER's fingertips into TARGET. <section end=Koar Raise Dead (318) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Thin at first, a fine layer of rime tickles your hands and fingertips. The hoarfrost smoothly glides between you and TARGET, turning to a light powder as it traverses the space between. The white substance clings to TARGET's eyelashes and cheeks for a moment before it becomes charged with spiritual power, then it slowly melts away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Thin at first, a fine layer of rime coats CASTER's hands and fingertips. The hoarfrost smoothly glides across the space between CASTER and TARGET, turning to a light powder in the open air. The white substance clings to TARGET's eyelashes and cheeks for a moment before it becomes charged with spiritual power, then it slowly melts away. <section end=Lorminstra Raise Dead (318) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Lifting your finger, you begin to chant and draw a series of conjoined circles in the air. Each circle turns to mist and takes on a different hue - white, blue, black, red, and green. As the last ring is completed, you spread your fingers and gently allow your tips to touch each color before pushing the misty creation towards TARGET. A shock of energy courses through your body as the mist seeps into TARGET's chest and life is slowly returned to his body.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Lifting her finger, CASTER begins to chant and draws a series of conjoined circles in the air. Each circle turns to mist and takes on a different hue - white, blue, black, red, and green. As the last ring is completed, she spreads her fingers and gently allows the tips to touch each color and pushes the misty creation towards Body. A shock of energy courses through CASTER's body as the mist seeps into TARGET's chest and life is slowly returned to his body. <section end=Lumnis Raise Dead (318) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Rich and lively, the scent of wild flowers suddenly fills the air as you finish your chant, and you feel alive with the energy of spring. With renewal at your fingertips, you gently touch TARGET on the brow and revel in the sweet rush of energy that passes through you into her.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Rich and lively, the scent of wild flowers suddenly fills the air as CASTER finishes her chant, and an aura of energy forms a rose-hued nimbus around herself. Lifting his fingers, CASTER gently touches TARGET's brow and the nimbus drains away from CASTER as it fills TARGET with life. <section end=Oleani Raise Dead (318) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' A pleasant warmth encircles CASTER's body with a golden nimbus that is reminiscent of a rising sun, her features softened by its presence. As she lifts her right palm you notice a fierce energy fill her hand. The light, driven by CASTER's will, slants in thin lines from her hand across your face and fills you with the vigorous life of a burning sun.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Phoen Raise Dead (318) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Weaving your hands as you speak the words of your prayer, you are momentarily mesmerized by the silver nimbus that your movements create. The world around you takes on a dream-like quality and the nimbus at your fingertips turns into the image of a slender blade. Grasping it by the hilt, you plunge the silver light into TARGET's chest and feel the shock of impact tear the blade from your hands. As TARGET draws the breath of life into her lungs, the blade becomes ethereal and disperses into the air.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Weaving his hands as he speaks the words of his prayer, CASTER is momentarily mesmerized by the silver nimbus that his movements create. The world around you takes on a dream-like quality and the nimbus at CASTER'S fingertips turns into the image of a slender blade. Grasping it by the hilt, CASTER plunges the silver light into your chest and you feel the shock of its impact fill you with life. As you draw breath into your lungs, the blade becomes ethereal and disperses into the air.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Weaving her hands as she speaks the words of her prayer, CASTER is momentarily mesmerized by the silver nimbus that her movements create. The world around you takes on a dream-like quality and the nimbus at CASTER's fingertips turns into the image of a slender blade. Grasping it by the hilt, CASTER plunges the silver light into TARGET's chest and the shock of its impact fills TARGET with life. As TARGET draws her first breath, the blade becomes ethereal and disperses into the air. <section end=Ronan Raise Dead (318) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A golden light surrounds your fingers as you weave an intricate pattern above TARGET's body. The fluid movement of your hands grows faster and faster with each passing moment, until they are nothing but a glowing blur. Ethereal coins materialize out of nowhere, clinking melodically together as they fall toward TARGET. You quickly snatch them out of mid-air with a single hand, and begin flipping them playfully at him, whose body quickly absorbs the coins. Each coin brings more color and warmth, until the final toss elicits a gasp of breath from TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' A golden light surrounds CASTER's fingers as he weaves an intricate pattern above your body. The fluid movement of his hands grows faster and faster with each passing moment, until they are nothing but a glowing blur. Ethereal coins materialize out of nowhere, clinking melodically together as they fall toward you. CASTER quickly snatches them out of mid-air with a single hand, and begins flipping them playfully at you. Your body greedily absorbs each coin, bringing more warmth to your being, until the final toss elicits an impulsive gasp of air as your life is renewed.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' A golden light surrounds CASTER's fingers as he weaves an intricate pattern above TARGET's body. The fluid movement of his hands grows faster and faster with each passing moment, until they are nothing but a glowing blur. Ethereal coins materialize out of nowhere, clinking melodically together as they fall toward TARGET. CASTER quickly snatches them out of mid-air with a single hand, and begins flipping them playfully at TARGET, whose body quickly absorbs the coins. Each coin brings more color and warmth, until the final toss elicits a gasp of breath from TARGET.<section end=Tonis Raise Dead (318) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A feeling of deep lassitude overcomes you as your lips part in a soft chant that is no louder than a gentle purr. Deep within your body you feel as though something is stretching languidly and slowly waking. The world takes on a black and white hue as another, deeper purr joins your own and at its climax you touch TARGET on the forehead. You feel a deep contentment at the exchange of raw power that your touch causes within his, and you feel the cat within return to quiet slumber; the experience leaving you to feel slightly weakened.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Shadows shift and roll around CASTER as his lips part in a soft chant that is no louder than a gentle purr. Taking on definition and contrast, the shadows around CASTER morph into the semblance of a large feline stretching languidly and his eyes take on a yellow cast as he gazes at you. A deeper, louder purr accompanies CASTER's as he touches your forehead and the feeling of raw power that burst over you blinds you. When your vision clears the shadows are long and his eyes have returned to normal.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Andelas Raise Dead (318) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Weaving your hands into a complex gesture, you feel a power begin to fill your very being, and in your peripherals you see the dark hue of licking flames. You narrow your eyes so that only TARGET's prone form is in your field of vision. The last syllable of your spell falls from your lips, a sharp command at the soul beyond the lifeless body, and you feel raw energy course through you into TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Raw energy spills from the shadows that ring CASTER as she begins to weave her hands in complex gestures above you. Narrowing her eyes, Savior issues a sharp command at your spirit as it floats above your body, then you feel yourself slam back into your mortal shell.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Weaving his hands in complex gestures, CASTER begins to cast his spell and you notice that the shadows lengthen around him. CASTER narrows his eyes, his gaze falling upon TARGET, and issues one sharp command. Raw energy passes between the two and the shadows return from whence they came. <section end=Eorgina Raise Dead (318) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you begin to chant you notice the scent of dry, dusty parchment and feel a cool mist cling to your skin somewhere near your feet. You sense the ethereal tendrils of the mist as they coil about your body and notice that the world turns to a yellowish hue as the mist settles about your head. Focusing on TARGET, you feel the transfer of energy pass between you as you return him to life.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' As CASTER begins to chant the scent of dry, dusty parchment fills the air and a topaz mist wreathes her body. The coiling, ethereal tendrils circle about her and slowly rise from her feet to her head where they form a slit-eye. The eye opens, its focus upon TARGET and a surge of energy passes between the two. <section end=Fash'lo'nae Raise Dead (318) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Rolling green mist seeps from your skin and glides across your fingertips only to swirl through the air toward TARGET. As the mist connects to his prone form, you feel a surge of power dance across your skin and watch as he writhes beneath its erratic gyrations.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Rolling green mist seeps from CASTER's skin and glides across her fingertips only to swirl through the air towards you. As the mist connects with your prone form, you feel a surge of power igniting your flesh and you writhe beneath its erratic gyrations.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Rolling green mist seeps from CASTER's skin and glides across her fingertips only to swirl through the air towards TARGET. As the mist connects with the prone form, a surge of power can be seen dancing across his skin and his writhes beneath its erratic gyrations. <section end=Ivas Raise Dead (318) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you begin to chant the air about you takes on the musty scent of an ophidian being shedding its skin and an emerald light clings to your skin. You feel the ethereal tendrils twining around your arms forming slender asps, which punctuate the words of your prayer with their hiss. Pointing towards TARGET, you feel the mist slither off of your arms and watch them slam into her chest at the exact moment that you feel your energy transfer into her.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' As CASTER begins to chant, the air fills with the musty scent of coiling serpents and a mist of emerald light clings to his arms. The ethereal tendrils briefly seem to coil into the shape of asps, which suddenly strike out at TARGET and infuse her with CASTER's energy. <section end=Luukos Raise Dead (318) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Murmuring softly, you call upon your connection with the Destroyer and feel your words twist into an alien, spidery chant. Dark shadows laced with crimson swirl before your eyes and at your forceful command sink into the chest of TARGET. The transference of energy is swift and immediate as you bind TARGET back into his body.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Murmuring softly, CASTER calls out in a harsh, voice that slowly dwindles to an alien chant difficult to follow. Rising from the ether on the heels of his harsh command, a pair of dark shadows infused with crimson light slam into your chest and infuses you with the raw energy of life.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Murmuring softly, CASTER calls out in a harsh, commanding voice that slowly dwindles to an alien chant difficult to follow. Circling darkly around CASTER's body is a series of dark shadows infused with a crimson light. Suddenly, he issues a forceful, sharp command that sends the shadows crashing into TARGET's chest. <section end=Marlu Raise Dead (318) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Murmuring softly, a mournful chant slips from your lips and you feel welts appear upon your wrists. Dipping them briefly, you smear the crimson liquid the leaks from these sudden wounds in a thin line down TARGET's face. Tingling with each second that your skin touches his, you feel the transference of your raw energy pass into TARGET and momentarily reel with the pain of its release. Slowly, the wounds on your wrists heal, though a lingering throb remains.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Murmuring softly, a mournful chants slips from CASTER's lips and crimson rents appear upon his wrist. Dipping them briefly, CASTER smears the crimson liquid that leaks from his wounds in a thin line down your face and the warm rawness of the life begins to bleed into you. The pain of renewal is almost as sharp as the rawness of the energy that suddenly fills you. Slowly, though you are dazed, you watch the wounds upon CASTER's wrists heal.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Murmuring softly, a mournful chant slips from CASTER's lips, and crimson rents appear upon her wrists. Dipping them briefly, CASTER smears the crimson liquid that leaks from her wounds in a thin line down TARGET's face. The transference of energy between the pair is immediate and the air crackles with the rawness of its release. Slowly, the wounds upon CASTER's wrists heal. <section end=Mularos Raise Dead (318) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Low and monotonous, you begin a chant to draw TARGET back to life and feel the deep shadows of the area rise to meet you. Falling upon you like a cloak of darkness, the twisting, inky blackness transforms into the visage of a jackal from a once forgotten nightmare. Sweeping from your body into TARGET's, the raw energy of your prayer transfers into her prone form. Slowly, the shadows recede back into the surrounding area.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Low and monotonous, CASTER begins to chant and the deep shadows of the area seem to rise to meet him. Falling upon him like a mantle of darkness, the twisting, inky blackness transforms into the visage of a jackal from a once forgotten nightmare and sweeps from CASTER's body into TARGET. Slowly, the shadows recede back into the surrounding area. <section end=Sheru Raise Dead (318) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Harsh and barbaric, the words of CASTER's chant fall from his lips and disappear upon the air that surrounds you. Darkness descends upon your vision, changing the world to sanguine hues, and you watch as an unholy rage fills CASTER's face. Suddenly blinded by the berserker frenzy that fills him, he lashes out at you, and the raw energy of his fury restores you to life.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Harsh and barbaric, the words of CASTER's chant fall from his lips and disappear upon the surrounding air. Blood fills his eyes, and his face transforms into a mask of unholy rage as he stares down at TARGET's prone form. Suddenly blinded by the berserker frenzy that fills him, CASTER lashes out at TARGET and the air crackles with the raw energy of his fury as it restores her to life. <section end=V'tull Raise Dead (318) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Wrapped in an aura of chill, you close your eyes and softly begin to chant. As the cold air that surrounds you condenses you feel it slowly ripple outward in waves that turn the breath of those nearby into a fine mist. This mist swiftly moves to encompass you and you feel a pair of wings arc over your back. With the last words of your chant, you open your eyes and watch as foggy wings rise above you and gently brush against TARGET. As they dissipate in a cold rush against TARGET, you feel a surge of power spill forth from you and into him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Wrapped in an aura of chill, CASTER closes his eyes and softly begins to chant. As the cold air that surrounds him condenses it begins to ripple outward in waves that turns the breath of those nearby into a fine mist. This mist swiftly moves to encompass CASTER and slowly coalesces into a pair of ethereal wings that settle into a protective arc over you. With the last words of his chant, the wings surge forward and gently caress you. You feel a surge of power lance forth from CASTER into you, and moments later the fog dissipates, taking the chill of the air with it.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Wrapped in an aura of chill, CASTER closes her eyes and softly begins to chant. As the cold air that surrounds her condenses it beings to ripple outward in waves that turns the breath of those nearby into a fine mist. This mist swiftly moves to encompass CASTER and slowly coalesces into a pair of ethereal wings that settle into a protective arc over TARGET. With the last words of her chant, the wings surge forward and gently caress TARGET, only to dissipate moments later taking the chill of the air with it. <section end=Gosaena Raise Dead (318) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Silvery and light, your eyes glaze over with a wild, crazed view of the world around you. A strange giggle passes your lips of its own volition as you gaze at TARGET's prone form. As if the carefree sound becomes something visible and substantial, the air around TARGET shimmers silvery and raw, as spiritual energy flows from you into hers.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Silver and light, CASTER's eyes take on a wild, crazed sheen. Her gaze falls upon you and a strange giggle passes from her lips. The laughter swells upon the air and as the carefree sound falls upon you it seems to swell and gain substance, filling you with its raw, as silvery spiritual energy.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Zelia Raise Dead (318) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Chanting softly, you begin to feel the gentle patter of rainfall upon your skin and smell the rich scent of loam fill the air. Lightly brushing your fingertips against TARGET's brow, you feel a warm rush of energy thrum through your feet and rise up through your body only to be transferred through your finger tips into her prone form.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Aeia Raise Dead (318) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Guttural and primal, the words of your chant are torn from your throat with enough force to slice the very air. You clench your hands into tight fists and force your fingernails into the flesh of your palm. Within moments you are rewarded with the hot warmth of your blood filling them. Bending at the waist, you open your hands and press your right hand to Dead Guy's forehead, and the other to his lips. The power in your blood sends a surge of energy through your connected bodies, and within moments Dead Guy draws his first breath of life.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Guttural and primal, the words of CASTER's chant are torn from CASTER's throat with enough force to slice the very air. He clenches his hands into tight fists and within moments blood begins to seep from between his fingers. Bending at the waist, CASTER opens his hands and presses his right hand to TARGET's forehead, and the other to his lips. Power surges through the connected bodies and within moments TARGET draws his first breath of life. <section end=Amasalen Raise Dead (318) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Low and soft, the chant that falls from CASTER's lips is suddenly transformed into a sound that resembles the gentle clattering of thousands of tiny feet as they scuttle across a marble floor. Waving his hands over you, you notice that tiny threads of spider silk are leaking from his fingertips, and you realize that you are being blanketed in a cocoon. Moments later, you feel the webbing seep into your skin, and with it comes a feeling of raw energy, which shocks you back into life. As you draw your first breaths, the webbing seems to have completely dissolved.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Arachne Raise Dead (318) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you begin your forceful incantation, you feel a dampness laden your limbs, and your vision blurs with a silvery grey mist. Controlled movements bring the mist under your control, and it begins to take shape as an indigo eel with silvery-grey eyes. Once fully formed, you thrust the anguillid at TARGET's lifeless body and watch as it swims in a sinuous dance around him for several moments. With a final twisting movement, the eel latches onto its own tail and sinks into TARGET's skin.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' As CASTER begins his forceful incantation a silvery grey mist begins to seep from his eyes and clings, damply, to his skin. Controlled movements bring the mist under his control, and it begins to take shape as an indigo eel with silvery-grey eyes. Once fully formed, CASTER thrusts the anguillid at your lifeless body and watches as it swims in a sinuous dance around you for several moments. With a final twisting movement, the eel latches onto its own tail and sinks into your skin.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' As CASTER begins his forceful incantation a silvery grey mist begins to seep from his eyes and clings, damply, to his skin. Controlled movements bring the mist under his control, and it begins to take shape as an indigo eel with silvery-grey eyes. Once fully formed, CASTER thrusts the anguillid at his lifeless body, and you watch as it swims in a sinuous dance over his skin for several moments. With a final twisting movement, the eel latches onto its own tail and sinks into his skin with a clammy wetness. <section end=Ghezresh Raise Dead (318) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Crouching beside the prone form of TARGET, you softly issue the last syllable of your chant. Breathing deeply, you take in the scents around you and let the feel of your surroundings infuse you. With only your gaze, you track the area and recreate the circumstances of TARGET's death within your mind. Touching TARGET, you follow the lines of the web that holds his soul in place and force it back into his body. Raw energy courses through you and you feel your sense of justice and vengeance filling TARGET with life.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Crouching beside your prone form, CASTER softly issues the last syllables of his chant and takes a deep breath. Calmness steals over his features, and as he lifts his eyes to the surroundings, you are reminded of a wild animal tracking its prey. Slowly, and with deliberate movement, CASTER's gaze slips over your body and you feel him reach out to you. With force, CASTER slams your soul back into your body and the transference of raw energy that brings you back to life is filled with justice and vengeance.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Crouching beside TARGET's prone form, CASTER softly issues the last syllables of his chant and takes a deep breath. Calmness steals over his features, and as he lifts his eyes to the surroundings, you are reminded of a wild animal tracking its prey. Slowly, and with deliberate movement, CASTER's gaze slips over TARGET's body and you watch as he plucks something that only he can see from the air. With force, CASTER slams his fist into TARGET's body and the raw energy transfers between them is filled with justice and vengeance <section end=The Huntress Raise Dead (318) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Kneeling beside the prone form of TARGET, you utter the last syllable of your chant and lower your face to xx's ear. Whispering softly, you speak unto her, "With the air in my lungs, I bring you back from death. With the power of Jaston, I draw you into breath." Slowly, you exhale upon TARGET's face, and you feel the gentle pull of the four winds carry your breath over every inch of her body. Standing, you feel the raw energy granted to you by your deity transfer into xx, and it momentarily steals your breath away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Jaston Raise Dead (318) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' You chant slowly as you walk a slow circle around the body of TARGET, shimmering flowers and herbs winking into existence. The gentle fragrance of an herb garden rises underfoot, flooding your senses and setting your skin tingling with the power of life. You lean over and pluck an ethereal leaf, placing it on TARGET's forehead. As it sinks into her skin, the garden around her grows higher and lusher, covering TARGET in blanket of calm, yet revitalizing energy.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER chants slowly as she walk a slow circle around your body, shimmering flowers and herbs winking into existence. She leans over and plucks an ethereal leaf, placing it on your forehead. Sensation begins to return to your body as it sinks into your skin, and you can feel the gentle caress of calm energy blanketing you as the surrounding garden grows higher and lusher.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Kuon Raise Dead (318) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As the last syllable of your chant falls from your lips, you feel the need to hum come over you. The soft lullaby that issues from your throat reminds you of young loves that were lost before they had a chance to blossom. Gazing down at TARGET's prone form, you feel a deep connection between the light tune you hum and the loss of the life before you. Channeling your energy toward TARGET, you implore him to return to his body and rejoin the living so that others do not feel that loss.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER chants softly, his words blending one into the other until the chant becomes a soft lullaby. Delicate and light, the tune reminds you of young loves that were lost before they had a chance to blossom. Turning his gaze down upon your prone form, you feel the power of his song overcome you, imploring you back into life so that others do not feel the loss that his song reminds you of. So cajoled, you return to your body with a sudden gasping of breath
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''CASTER chants softly, his words blending one into the other until the chant becomes a soft lullaby. Delicate and light, the tune reminds you of young loves that were lost before they had a chance to blossom. Turning his gaze down upon TARGET'S prone form, you feel the power of CASTER'S song fall like a wave upon TARGET. Within moments, TARGET draws her first breath of life. <section end=Laethe Raise Dead (318) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Releasing all of the air from her body, CASTER lets the last syllables of her chant fall from her lips and you watch her grow perfectly still. Narrowing the focus of her attention to TARGET's lifeless form, CASTER shifts her stance and carefully lays her hand upon his forehead. Slowly, a deep blue nimbus begins to glow around CASTER's body, and as she withdraws her hand from TARGET's forehead, you notice that the glowing light begins to seep into the dagger-shaped brand seared upon it. Moments later, TARGET draws breath and the brand upon his forehead disappears. <section end=Leya Raise Dead (318) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' You weave your hands in a fluid pattern before you, matching the tempo of your soft incantation. The subtle scent of the ocean tickles your nose as power rises within your being like the day's tide. With a wide smile, you caress TARGET's cheek before placing your hand above her heart. Wisps of rainbowed energy flow from your fingertips and into the body of TARGET, washing over her and rescuing her from the clutches of the abyss.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CLERIC weaves her hands in a fluid pattern that matches the tempo of her soft incantation. The subtle scent of the ocean flows in as CLERIC tenses momentarily. With a wide smile, CLERIC caresses your cheek before placing her hand above your heart. Wisps of rainbowed energy flow from CLERIC's fingertips and into your body, washing over you like the lapping waters of the warm southern seas, rescuing you from the darkness of death.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Niima Raise Dead (318) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Almost imperceptible, you chant solemnly before TARGET, and the air around your hands begins to shimmer. Materializing out of nothingness, menacing shadows can be seen clinging to TARGET's cold body. With surgical precision, you strike at each dark tendril with a single finger, cutting them away from him. Slowly, you draw a single line across TARGET's neck, releasing him from the last bond of death.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Almost imperceptible, CLERIC chants solemnly before you, and the air around his hands begins to shimmer. Materializing out of nothingness, menacing shadows can be seen clinging to your cold body. With surgical precision, CLERIC strikes at each dark tendril with a single finger, cutting them away from you. Slowly, he draws a single line across your neck, releasing you from the last bond of death.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Onar Raise Dead (318) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A melodic chant escapes your lips, singing the praises of the joys of living. Rising up from within your very soul like an unforgettable melody, a sparkling yellow aura soon surrounds you as you revel in your ceremony. Caught up in the moment, you dance lively around the body of TARGET, the exultant energy flowing from you to her with every step. You take a small bow at the end of the ritual that has left both you and TARGET slightly out of breath.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' A melodic chant escapes CASTER's lips, singing the praises of the joys of living. CASTER's eyes light up, and a sparkling yellow aura soon surrounds her as she revels in her ceremony. Caught up in the moment, she dances lively around your body, the exultant energy flowing from her to you with every step. CASTER takes a small bow at the end of the ritual that has left both her and you slightly out of breath.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' A melodic chant escapes CASTER's lips, singing the praises of the joys of living. CASTER's eyes light up, and a sparkling yellow aura soon surrounds her as she revels in her ceremony. Caught up in the moment, she dances lively around the body of TARGET, the exultant energy flowing from her to TARGET with every step. CASTER takes a small bow at the end of the ritual that has left both her and TARGET slightly out of breath. <section end=Tilamaire Raise Dead (318) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Lowering your eyes solemnly to TARGET's prone form, you utter the last syllable of your chant and are struck by the sudden, overpowering scent of roses. Gently laying your hand over TARGET's heart, you softly pour your energy into his form and implore he to return to life, love, and the acceptance of those around he. You feel your connection with TARGET grow as your energy fills his heart and are relieved to feel a pulse beneath your hands.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Lowering his eyes solemnly to you, CASTER utters the last syllable of his chant and you suddenly recognize the overpowering scent of roses on the air. Gently laying his hand upon your heart, you begin to feel your body again. Life, love, and the acceptance of all around you draws your soul back towards your body and within moments you feel the raw energy ignite your heartbeat and return you to life.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Lowering her eyes solemnly to TARGET, CASTER utters the last syllable of her chant and you suddenly recognize the overpowering scent of roses on the air. Gently laying her hand upon TARGET's heart, you feel a strengthening of the energy between the two. Within moments, you can audibly hear the sound of TARGET's heart. <section end=Voaris Raise Dead (318) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Gazing grimly upon the body of TARGET, CASTER chants with a quiet determination to intervene in TARGET's fate. Determination fills CASTER's face and he summons gossamer white energy around his hands. CASTER clutches his fist over his heart and then places his hand above TARGET's lifeless eyes. His once quiet chant grows stronger and louder as the energy rushes forth from his fingertips and into TARGET. <section end=Voln Raise Dead (318) />

===Unaligned===
;Other <section begin=Other Raise Dead (318) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A brilliant glow forms around TARGET, lingers for a moment, then fades. Your surroundings grow dim...you lapse into a state of awareness only, unable to do anything...
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''A bolt of soft white light streaks down from the sky bathing TARGET in it. A brilliant glow forms around TARGET, lingers for a moment, and finally fades. TARGET awakens looking somewhat confused and seriously drained. <section end=Other Raise Dead (318) />
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== [[Ethereal Censer (320)]] ==

=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, sea blue censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A emerald haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area. <section end=Charl Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Cholen Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, pale golden censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A brown haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area. <section end=Eonak Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, golden brown censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A green haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area. <section end=Imaera Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Jastev Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, steely silver censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A crimson haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area. <section end=Kai Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, golden censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A white haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area. <section end=Koar Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Lorminstra Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Lumnis Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, vibrant red censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A pale pink haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area. <section end=Oleani Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, vibrant yellow censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A red haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area. <section end=Phoen Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, night black censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A silver haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area.<section end=Ronan Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Tonis Ethereal Censer (320) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, blood red censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A black haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area. <section end=Andelas Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Eorgina Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, golden yellow censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A silvery grey haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area. <section end=Fash'lo'nae Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, jade green censer swinging pendulously through the air beside Cleric. A ruddy red haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area.<section end=Ivas Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Luukos Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, flat black censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A dark grey haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area.<section end=Marlu Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Mularos Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Sheru Ethereal Censer (320) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=V'tull Ethereal Censer (320) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, silver censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A green haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area.<section end=Gosaena Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, bright silver censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A muted black haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area.<section end=Zelia Ethereal Censer (320) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}}
<section end=Aeia Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, purple censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A crimson haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area.
<section end=Amasalen Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}}
<section end=Arachne Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}}
<section end=Ghezresh Ethereal Censer (320) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}}
<section end=The Huntress Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}}
<section end=Jaston Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}}
<section end=Kuon Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}}
<section end=Laethe Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}}
<section end=Leya Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, bone white censer swinging pendulously through the air beside Cleric. A dull black haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area.
<section end=Onar Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}}
<section end=Niima Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, yellow censer swinging pendulously through the air beside Cleric. A blue haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area.
<section end=Tilamaire Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}}
<section end=Voaris Ethereal Censer (320) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Ethereal Censer (320) />
:{{addmetext}}
<section end=Voln Ethereal Censer (320) />

=== Unaligned ===
;Other <section begin=Other Ethereal Censer (320) />
:Mana swirls into the visible spectrum and manifests as an ethereal, grey censer swinging pendulously through the air beside you. A silver haze of incense smoke trails in its wake, quickly spreading in sinuous tendrils through the area.
<section end=Other Ethereal Censer (320) />
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== [[Intercession]] ==

=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Intercession />
:an opague emerald trident talisman
:Thunder breaks overhead with a deafening roar, and you are assaulted by the sharp scent of seawater. Blue sparks leap up from the ground, leaving jagged afterimages hovering in your vision for several moments after the lights themselves are gone. <section end=Charl Intercession />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Intercession />
:an iridescent pyrite lute talisman
:Strains of music pluck at your ears, woven through with the sound of a distant voice raised in joyous laughter. Your heart grows light, the world more colorful to your eyes. In moments, the distant sounds fade and leave you energized in the wake of their merriment. <section end=Cholen Intercession />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Intercession />
:a polished stone anvil talisman
:The earth shifts almost imperceptibly beneath your feet, becoming somehow more solid, more supporting. Your ears ring with the sharp sound of metal on metal, but the tone is faint and hollow, heard as though from a great distance. A moment later, the distant hammering fades away. <section end=Eonak Intercession />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Intercession />
:a dusky carved amber doe talisman
:A multitude of scents assault you, rich and earthy, clean and fresh. Faint sparks of green and golden light drift on the air, drawn toward you in a lazy spiral. Where they alight, your flesh tingles and itches with a wild energy. After a moment, the sparks wink out of existence, taking the heady odors with them. <section end=Imaera Intercession />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Intercession />
:a spherical alexandrite pendant
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Jastev Intercession />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Intercession />
:a carved silver tigerfang fist symbol
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Kai Intercession />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Intercession />
:a rich golden topaz crown talisman
:The air about you fills with a harsh light, every line you view through it sharply defined. A commanding and implacable gaze weighs heavily upon you, humbling you even as it fills you with a quiet pride. The sensation of being watched passes, but in its wake you are stronger and more firm in your resolve. <section end=Koar Intercession />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Intercession />
:a gold-traced banded onyx key symbol
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Lorminstra Intercession />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Intercession />
:a multicolored agate scroll pendant
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Lumnis Intercession />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Intercession />
:a pale pink morganite rose pendant
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Oleani Intercession />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Intercession />
:a brilliant golden sunburst talisman
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Phoen Intercession />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Intercession />
:a silver-edged jet sword symbol
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Ronan Intercession />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Intercession />
:a golden jasper Pegasus talisman
:A shimmer of gold streaks across your vision, rising upward and fading from view. For just a moment, your ears catch the distant beating of great wings and a staccato crackle of flame. <section end=Tonis Intercession />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Intercession />
:a dusky chrysoberyl cat symbol
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Andelas Intercession />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Intercession />
:a stylized firestone flame pendant
:Dark colors, shadowy yet jewel-bright, waver in the air about you, swirling and melting in an ever-changing tapestry of ghostly luminescence. A velvety soft touch alights on your neck, wordlessly promising guidance, but the contact swiftly grows as cold and hard as steel. It forces you down, pushing you lower, enforcing your submission with sheer power, but still the dusky play of colors dances on the air.
:That powerful touch fades after a moment, as does the vision of so many reflected colors.<section end=Eorgina Intercession />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Intercession />
:a mottled citrine eye talisman
:A line of yellow light flows outward from your feet, tracing a pattern of growing intricacy on the air just above the ground. The light branches a multitude of times, each strand writhing in place as though barely held in check by some unseen power.
:The threads of glowing amber loop back upon themselves, throwing silver sparks as their ends merge. The image of a stylized slit-pupiled eye completes itself and burns, sourceless, on the air about you for the space of a breath before vanishing into nothing. <section end=Fash'lo'nae Intercession />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Intercession />
:a milky green jade smoke wisp
:Heat blooms at the core of your being, roiling outward to burst against your skin in a froth of sudden goosebumps. A curling wisp of smoke escapes your lips as you exhale, dispersing quickly, but you are left with a deep-seated sense of satisfaction. <section end=Ivas Intercession />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Intercession />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Luukos Intercession />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Intercession />
:a glossy black star diopside talisman
:A spot of darkness in your vision blooms hazily outward, rippling as it does so with deep violets and sickly greens. Six slender tentacles unfold from the heart of that writhing blackness, barely paler than the void that surrounds them, and form a slowly undulating star. After a moment, the darkness wavers and shreds, sending wisps of shadow curling away into nothing. <section end=Marlu Intercession />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Intercession />
:a bloodstone impaled heart symbol
:Needles of power stab into you, sending white-hot pain coursing through your body. Sorrow fills your heart, but with it comes acceptance, an overwhelming sense of rightness that stays with you even as the agony fades to a dull ache in your chest. <section end=Mularos Intercession />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Intercession />
:an iron-rimmed amber jackal talisman
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Sheru Intercession />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Intercession />
:a black iron scimitar talisman
:Shadows flood your vision and tinge everything you see a faint bloody red. The clash of battle fills your ears, punctuated by the cries of the dying. Your vision clears in moments and the riotous noises fade to nothing, but you are left with a righteous sense of purpose. <section end=V'tull Intercession />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Intercession />
:a slender silver sickle talisman
:A stillness steals over you, distancing you from yourself. A soothing peace seeps outward from your core and strips away the clamor of daily living. Sounds fade away, divorced from their meaning in the cool grip of complete and utter silence. In moments, the silence is broken as though it never was, but though that crystalline quietude passes on, the peace it imparted remains. <section end=Gosaena Intercession />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Intercession />
:a pale crescent moonstone pendant
:Lights race across your vision, shifting and merging as they flee faster and faster. Crescents flow into full moons and back again, clouding over with crimson whorls before glowing a brilliant white. The sight is highly disorienting, leaving you dizzy from your attempts to track their movement. A dark speck arcs across a crazily spinning ruby dot just before all the lights vanish into silvery smoke, which lazily drifts away. <section end=Zelia Intercession />

=== Lesser Spirits ===
;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Intercession />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Aeia Intercession />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Intercession />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Amasalen Intercession />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Intercession />
:an onyx and garnet spider talisman
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Arachne Intercession />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Intercession />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Ghezresh Intercession />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Intercession />
:an eight-tined lapis star symbol
:Anger surges through you, boiling up from within and threatening to burst into violence. You bring your rage under control through sheer force of will and are rewarded by a growing sense of purpose. Though the unnaturally strong emotion drains away in minutes, your newly-won focus remains. <section end=The Huntress Intercession />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Intercession />
:a translucent quartz feather talisman
:The air thrums with the sound of beating wings. A spill of pale feathers swirl across your vision, curling about you before scattering in all directions and vanishing into nothing. <section end=Jaston Intercession />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Intercession />
:a greenish gold zircon leaf symbol
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Kuon Intercession />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Intercession />
:a delicate black onyx rose symbol
:A dull ache builds in your chest, filling you with formless sorrow and bringing tears to your eyes. The pain eases after a moment, borne away on a calming river of peace. <section end=Laethe Intercession />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Intercession />
:a chalcedony dagger talisman
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Leya Intercession />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Intercession />
:a smooth white opal dolphin pendant
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Niima Intercession />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Intercession />
:a deathstone skull talisman
:Darkness flickers at the edge of your vision, and a light touch brushes your neck, the briefest caress of bone-chilling cold. A thread of numbness follows in its wake, but it is fleeting, and feeling returns in a warm rush. <section end=Onar Intercession />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Intercession />
:a labradorite musical note symbol
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Tilamaire Intercession />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Intercession />
:a crystalline yellow rose symbol
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Voaris Intercession />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Intercession />
:a pure white onyx shield talisman
:Cold, white light floods your mind, forming a near-solid barrier about your thoughts. Strength courses through your body, bringing with it new resolve and a firm sense of the righteousness of your cause. <section end=Voln Intercession />

===Unaligned===
;Other <section begin=Other Intercession />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Other Intercession />
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== [[Divine Wrath (335)]] ==

=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Charl, you know that you are heard. A briny gust of sea breeze swirls around you, infusing the air with the scent of the sea and droplets of saltwater.
::A deafening thunderclap splits the air! Rather than fading away, the sound's echoes grow, and they gather into a rhythmic, crashing pulse like the sound of storm-tossed waves breaking on a desolate shore. The power of Charl has answered your prayer.
::The sounds of crashing waves increase to an almost deafening level until, suddenly, a powerful wave surges into the area, violently slamming directly into TARGET.
::White sparks flicker around you, and you sense electrical energy gathering in the instant before a massive bolt of lightning spears toward TARGET.
::A final rumble of thunder rolls through the area, and, as its last echoes fade away, your skin ceases to tingle as your connection to Charl lessens.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Charl Divine Wrath (335) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Cholen, you know that you are heard. Sudden heady joy courses through you, lifting your heart and strengthening your spirit, and your mouth fills with the taste of exquisitely fine wine. You feel yourself grinning in spite of yourself.
::The sound of laughter and music dances through the air, and, from the corner of your eye, you glimpse the forms of bright-garbed harlequins turning somersaults and tossing juggling balls back and forth -- but it is impossible to catch even one jester with a straight-on glance, for the celebratory spirits fade into memory as soon as you spy them. The power of Cholen has answered your prayer.
::A throwing knife formed of shimmering golden light hurtles from the hand of one of the spirit jesters toward TARGET.
::Your connection to Cholen lessens. The airy, brisk trill of a well-played fife and a quick cymbal crash heralds the departure of the spirit jesters.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::A sudden smile crosses CASTER's face and broadens into an infectious, easy grin.
::The sound of laughter and music dances through the air, and something brightly colored flickers at the edges of your vision.
::You glimpse movement at the corner of your eye right before a throwing knife formed of golden light hurtles toward TARGET.
::The trill of the fife and the crash of cymbals echo through the air from no apparent source, and then the peculiar, colorful flickering at the edges of your vision goes away.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Cholen Divine Wrath (335) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Eonak, you know that you are heard. You feel heat against your face like the heat of a forge close at hand as a faint ruddy haze swirls into existence.
::The reddish haze shifts and solidifies into the image of a short, stocky, copper-skinned man bending over an anvil. He pays no attention to you or to anything around you, but you know that the power of Eonak has answered your prayer.
::Within the reddish haze swirling beside TARGET, the man brings his forging-hammer sharply down upon the anvil, producing a loud clang.
::The ruddy haze near you dissipates, and the sound of the forging hammer dies away. As the forge-fire's heat leaves your skin, your connection to Eonak lessens.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
::''(missing manifestation name)''
::Gazing into the ruddy haze, you see the image of a short, stocky, copper-skinned man bending over an anvil. He pays no attention whatsoever to you as he wields his forging hammer, and the orange light reflecting from his forge fire obscures his features from view. <section end=Eonak Divine Wrath (335) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Imaera, you know that you are heard. The deep, quiet anger of the wilderness awakens within you, and you smell forest loam and hear the sound of wind passing through tree branches.
::As the ground trembles, you know that the power of Imaera has answered your prayer, and you sense the forms of animal spirits running past unseen.
::A brown stag materializes in midair, leaping out of nowhere to try to impale TARGET upon its magnificent antlers!
::Almost even before the attack is complete, the stag leaps away as swiftly as it came and vanishes into the nothingness from which it sprang, allowing no time for retaliation.
::You sense the last of the spirit animals running away unseen, and the aroma of forest loam fades as your connection to Imaera lessens.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::The aroma of forest loam drifts softly past as CASTER bows her head reverently, accompanied by the sound of wind passing through tree branches.
::The ground trembles slightly, and you hear a rhythm like that of hooves striking the ground swiftly.
::A brown stag materializes in midair, leaping out of nowhere to try to impale TARGET upon its magnificent antlers!
::Almost even before the attack is complete, the stag leaps away as swiftly as it came and vanishes into the nothingness from which it sprang, allowing no time for retaliation.
::The earth falls still again, and the smell of forest loam fades away.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::Faint patterns of golden light and shadow glimmer on CLERIC's face, rather resembling the patterns cast by sunlight as it falls through leafy branches.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Imaera Divine Wrath (335) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Jastev, you know that you are heard. A deep awareness of the ephemeral quality of the world fills you, and a man's low voice whispers into your ear, "This, like all things, shall pass."
::Iridescent lights begin to swirl around you, each as brilliant as the finest paints an artist could buy -- malachite, lapis, ruby, saffron, umber, orchid, and a thousand other shades, as if you were wrapped in the center of a rainbow. The power of Jastev has answered your prayer.
::A beam of vermilion light lances away from the rainbow around you to strike TARGET, bathing the TARGET in colored radiance.
::A beam of cerulean light lances away from the rainbow around you to strike TARGET, bathing the TARGET in colored radiance.
::The iridescent lights surrounding you pop like soap bubbles, one by one, until the last one bursts in a small flare of starry radiance and is gone. Your connection to Jastev lessens.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Jastev Divine Wrath (335) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::An aura of power, health, and vitality settles around CASTER.
::A brilliant silver glow encircles each of CASTER's hands and shapes a pair of ethereal silver-hued gauntlets.
::CASTER punches at TARGET. A massive bolt of silver light blazes away from his fist!
::CASTER looks briefly dejected as the ethereal silver gauntlets vanish from around his hands.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
::A faint, healthy flush tinges CASTER's cheeks, and an aura of power and vitality fills each of his movements. Silver light encircles each of his hands in ethereal silver gauntlets. <section end=Kai Divine Wrath (335) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Koar, you know that you are heard. Heady power washes through your body as divine golden light encircles you.
::The ground shivers and trembles restlessly underfoot, and you sense incredible power and strength focusing upon your surroundings. The power of Koar has answered your prayer.
::The ground shakes powerfully directly underneath TARGET as a beam of golden light lances away from you to transfix TARGET.
::Your connection to Koar lessens, and the divine light fades around you. The ground shudders one last time before falling still.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::An aura of divine golden light blazes into existence around CASTER.
::The ground shakes powerfully directly underneath TARGET as a beam of golden light lances away from CASTER to transfix TARGET.
::'''(missing end messaging)
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Koar Divine Wrath (335) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Lorminstra, the image of a snow-covered forest with an open ebon gate at its center flashes through your mind, and the cold of winter slowly settles into your bones.
::It begins to snow -- small, white, faintly glowing snowflakes that appear immediately overhead and drift delicately down to dissolve as soon as they strike the ground. Several strike your skin, and, instead of melting, they only deepen the icy chill that resides within your marrow. The power of Lorminstra has answered your prayer.
::As several faintly glowing snowflakes settle upon TARGET, they ignite with cold white flame.
::As your connection to Lorminstra lessens, the snowflakes stop falling, and the few that still cling to you melt away. The icy cold gradually lifts from your body.
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::{{addmetext}}
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::
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:: <section end=Lorminstra Divine Wrath (335) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Divine Wrath (335) />
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::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Lumnis, you know that you are heard. As insight floods through you, the world around you seems misty and immaterial.
::As divine wisdom illuminates all things around you, you gain a greater understanding of the frail, tenuous nature of existence and the beauty within that fragility. The power of Lumnis has answered your prayer.
::Guided by the knowledge within you, you concentrate upon TARGET, and, by strength of will alone, you expose the natural weaknesses of TARGET.
::As your connection to Lumnis lessens, the world of divine insight slips away from you, destroying the subtle understanding that you so briefly managed to grasp.
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::CASTER stares into the distance with an abstracted expression on her face.
::Tendrils of soft grey mist curl around CASTER's hands, and a matching pale grey light shimmers in her eyes.
::As CASTER stares at TARGET, the grey light in her eyes intensifies, and then tendrils of mist stretch from her hands to caress TARGET.
::The grey light dies from CASTER's eyes, and the tendrils of soft grey mist surrounding her hands dissipate.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
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:: <section end=Lumnis Divine Wrath (335) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Divine Wrath (335) />
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::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Oleani, you know that you are heard. Comforting warmth fills you, and a woman's soft voice whispers into your ear, "What is the worth of that which threatens love? I deem it to be nothing. Let it pass from this world and be gone."
::A faint pink tinge settles over all that you can see, and the scents of blooming wildflowers fill your senses as a light breeze stirs the air around you. The power of Oleani has answered your prayer
::A shroud of pale pink light suddenly encircles a TARGET, and tiny tongues of pure white flame flicker at the heart of the shroud.
::The scent of wildflowers fades away, and the world returns to its natural hues. Your connection to Oleani has lessened.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER chants a reverent litany and clasps her hands while tightly focusing her thoughts...
::A faint aura of pale pink light glimmers into existence around CASTER.
::A wisp of breeze stirs the air around CASTER, and the scent of blooming wildflowers suddenly fills your senses.
::The scents of blooming wildflowers fade from the air as the pink aura around CASTER dissipates.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
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::A pale pink aura hangs around CASTER <section end=Oleani Divine Wrath (335) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Divine Wrath (335) />
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::{{addmetext}}
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::
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::
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:: <section end=Phoen Divine Wrath (335) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Divine Wrath (335) />
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::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Ronan, you know that you are heard. Dreamlike lassitude fills your body, and everything darkens around you.
::Your vision splits and twins -- with one sight, you see the world around you, and, with the other, you see a wide, barren plain stretching away beneath a midnight sky. The silhouetted forms of pure black unicorns run soundlessly toward you across the dreaming plain. The power of Ronan has answered your prayer.
::Seen only by your spirit gaze, one of the dream unicorns lowers its head and charges fiercely toward TARGET! Just before impact, the unicorn's horn glows fiercely amber in hue.
::You lose sight of the dream unicorns and the barren plain upon which they run as your connection to Ronan lessens. The waking world seems brighter again as the sense of dreamlike lassitude leaves you.
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::CASTER gazes around sleepily, and a sourceless shadow falls over her, darkening CASTER and her possessions to the hues of the world beneath a starry midnight sky.
::CASTER's gaze unfocuses for a moment, and she blinks several times before her eyes refocus on the world around her.
::As CASTER gazes dreamily on, TARGET suddenly reacts in terror and alarm to some unseen attack.
::The sourceless shadow lifts from around CASTER, and she seems more awake and alert now.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::A sourceless shadow rests upon CASTER, casting her features and possessions into the hues that they would be beneath a starry midnight sky.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Ronan Divine Wrath (335) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Tonis, a great wind sweeps into the area, causing everything in the vicinity to blow about wildly.
::As the wind continues to whip about, the world seems to slow down around you, and you are aware of a spiritual presence nearby, although you cannot manage to catch more than a fleeting golden blur in your vision. The power of Tonis has answered your prayer.
::Accompanied by a particularly impressive gust of wind, a fleeting golden blur flashes past TARGET.
::You glimpse the golden blur one last time, but then you lose track of it entirely as your connection to Tonis lessens. The wind's force lessens as well, and then the air falls still.
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::{{addmetext}}
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::
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:: <section end=Tonis Divine Wrath (335) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Divine Wrath (335) />
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::{{addmetext}}
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::Caster's gaze grows keen and feral as a golden haze streaked with black manifests around him.
::Suddenly, the shadows come alive with lithe feline forms, which prowl and stalk around in a wide-ranging circle.
::An ethereal (random feline) lunges toward TARGET, slashing out viciously with its claws!
::'''(missing end message)'''
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::''a shadowy group of lithe feline forms prowling in a wide ring about the area''
::The glint of a claw, the gleam of a yellow eye, the graceful arch of a proud head, the disdainful flick of a tail in the second before a lightning-swift leap -- it is all that you can perceive of the circling forms. As soon as you try to focus your attention upon any single one of the shadows, it is gone, and an intense feeling of being watched creeps over you. <section end=Andelas Divine Wrath (335) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Divine Wrath (335) />
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::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Eorgina, you know that you are heard. Your own will shrivels like a dry autumn leaf in a firestorm as the dark Arkati's power sweeps through you.
::Midnight black flames, sparkling and shimmering like the darkest diamonds ever mined, rise from the ground in a wide circle around you. You feel the deadly heat, but your skin remains dry beneath it.
::Shimmering black flames lash out toward TARGET, encircling the TARGET in their deadly grasp.
::Your connection to Eorgina lessens, and the black flames instantly vanish, leaving you stranded and bereft of the presence of the Arkati's power.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER's lips twist in a cruel sneer as she straightens her back and glances around arrogantly. All light seems to dim, and the shadows cluster most densely around CASTER.
::Midnight black flames, sparkling and shimmering like the darkest diamonds ever mined, rise from the ground in a wide circle around CASTER. The fire is searingly hot, but CASTER seems oblivious to the heat.
::Shimmering black flames lash out toward TARGET, encircling the TARGET in their deadly grasp.
::Abruptly, the black flames around CASTER wink out, leaving not even a wisp of smoke behind.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Eorgina Divine Wrath (335) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Divine Wrath (335) />
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::{{addmetext}}
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::
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::
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:: <section end=Fash'lo'nae Divine Wrath (335) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Divine Wrath (335) />
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::{{addmetext}}
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::
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::
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:: <section end=Ivas Divine Wrath (335) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Divine Wrath (335) />
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::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Luukos, you know that you are heard. Your skin prickles slightly all over your body, and a deep, resonant hiss echoes through your skull.
::An agonized, bitter moan echoes through the area from an unseen source, and a dark emerald radiance ripples through the air around you. The power of Luukos has answered your prayer.
::Long, spectral talons materialize from midair to tear viciously at the body of TARGET!
::A spectral howl echoes through the air, resonant with pain and anguish. Your skin prickles again as your connection to Luukos lessens.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER's skin shimmers faintly and develops a dark, slightly scaly veneer.
::An agonized, bitter moan echoes through the area from an unseen source, and, only seconds later, a wave of dark emerald radiance ripples around CASTER.
::The magic of CASTER's spell unravels violently, spiraling into you and darkening your metallic grey veins to black!
::Long, spectral talons materialize from midair to tear viciously at your body!
::A spectral howl echoes through the air, resonant with pain and anguish, and then fades into heavy silence. The scaly veneer covering CASTER shimmers briefly before melting into his skin.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
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:: <section end=Luukos Divine Wrath (335) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Marlu, you know that you are heard. Everything wavers slightly, and your forehead stings as if it were touched by a drop of some caustic liquid, but the pain lasts less than a second.
::Tendrils of seeping black mist materialize at a safe distance away from you. A great awareness of their incredibly lethal power presses into your mind as the tendrils begin to shift and coil about in search of prey. The power of Marlu has answered your prayer.
::A tendril of black mist suddenly senses the proximity of TARGET. The mist expands into a large, quickly moving, highly lethal cloud that rapidly surrounds TARGET, obliterating it from view.
::The tendrils of black mist dissolve back into nothingness as your connection to Marlu lessens.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::The image of a six-sided star made of grey tentacles shimmers into existence on CASTER's forehead.
::Fine tendrils of seeping black mist slowly materialize in midair. The tendrils twist and coil about like blind snakes.
::As a kobold comes too close to a tendril of black mist, the mist suddenly expands into a large black cloud, which rapidly surrounds her, obliterating her from view.
::The tendrils of black mist dissolve into nothingness as the image of the tentacled star vanishes from CASTER's brow.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::The image of a six-sided star made of grey tentacles is visible on her forehead.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
::tendrils of creeping black mist
:: The tendrils writhe and coil about like the hands of a blind man creeping over an unfamiliar surface.
:: <section end=Marlu Divine Wrath (335) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Mularos, you know that you are heard. The sting of an unseen triple lash blazes across your face, and, as blood drips slowly down your cheek, you feel the touch of an invisible hand resting lightly against your throat.
::The touch of the ethereal hand against your throat grows colder, and the sensation shifts to encircle your neck like a collar. Before this manifestation of divine will, you are helpless, and you are helpless as well as the very air around you solidifies into a barbed whip, coiling and shifting restlessly. The power of Mularos has answered your prayer.
::The ethereal barbed whip that lies loosely coiled around you uncoils at terrifying speed. It snaps out toward TARGET!
::As your connection to Mularos lessens, the cold, invisible collar locked about your throat fades into a compassionate caress, and a similar caress traces its way across the side of your cheek. Beneath that gentle touch, the wounds upon your face heal immediately. The ethereal barbed whip twitches one last time before dissolving back into air.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::Three long, raw scarlet lash-marks suddenly appear upon CASTER's face from no visible source.
::The very air around CASTER solidifies into a barbed whip, which coils and shifts restlessly. The handle moves independently of any wielder. CASTER stands frozen as drops of blood course slowly down her cheek.
::The ethereal barbed whip that lies loosely coiled around CASTER uncoils at terrifying speed. It snaps out toward a TARGET!
::The wounds on CASTER's face heal, and the ethereal barbed whip coiled around CASTER twitches one last time before dissolving into air.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::Blood drips slowly down CASTER's face from three long, raw lash marks etched parallel across her cheek.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
::an ethereal barbed whip that moves without a wielder <section end=Mularos Divine Wrath (335) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Sheru, you know that you are heard. The world darkens around you, casting everything into a murky shadow.
::Visible only at the corner of your vision, you glimpse a pair of dark amber eyes watching from the shadows, and a low, deliberate growl seethes slowly through the air from no discernable source. The power of Sheru has answered you.
::TARGET looks distinctly nervous, shifting its weight and peering around.
::Suddenly, TARGET tries to bolt away, but instead smashes into a wall of spectral force hidden within the shadows!
::Your connection to Sheru lessens, and the murky shadows brought by your appeal fade away, yet the feeling of being watched does not. On any night, in any dream or nightmare, those amber eyes will follow you endlessly... but such is the prize and the price of your devotion.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::Darkness settles over the area, spreading outward from CASTER to cast everything into a murky shadow.
::A deep, low-pitched growl seethes slowly through the air, and you have the distinct feeling that something is watching you from the depths of the murky shadow.
::TARGET looks distinctly nervous, shifting its weight and peering around.
::Suddenly, TARGET tries to bolt away, but instead smashes into a wall of spectral force hidden within the shadows!
::The murky shadow slowly lifts from the area, and the feeling of being watched passes gradually away.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Sheru Divine Wrath (335) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to V'tull, you know that you are heard. A sudden wave of bloodlust rages through you, and the world drops away into the black haze of a berserker's frenzy.
::From within the dark well of bloodlust, you thrill with berserker's ecstasy as you feel the power of V'tull respond to your prayer. The weapon you need to satisfy your bloodlust materializes before you -- a jet black scimitar that hangs in midair and responds to your pure will.
::Divine will surges through you, and you command the scimitar to strike at TARGET.
::Your connection to V'tull lessens, causing the searing bloodlust to vanish instantly away from you. The scimitar is gone, the haze of berserking hunger has left you, and you feel drained and tired.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER lets out a hoarse, ragged cry of bloodlust, and black haze films his eyes.
::A jet black scimitar coalesces in front of CASTER, and he fixes his black-filmed eyes on it with the expression of a fanatic witnessing a divine miracle.
::As CASTER lets out a furious, hungry howl, the jet black scimitar hanging in the air beside him whirls through the air to strike at TARGET.
::The jet black scimitar beside CASTER vanishes, and he staggers slightly as the black haze vanishes from his eyes.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::A haze as black as night films CASTER's eyes.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
::''a jet black scimitar hanging unsupported in midair''
::Other than the fact the black scimitar is floating in midair, it appears to be a normal scimitar.
::'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER grasps the scimitar firmly by the hilt, but it jerks away from him of its own accord. <section end=V'tull Divine Wrath (335) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Divine Wrath (335) />
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::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Gosaena, you know that you are heard. Everything around you seems to slow down as a deep, biting chill sinks through your skin and into your very heart.
::From the corner of your eye, you glimpse slight motion. Although you still can perceive sound, no sounds seem important when compared to the silence at the center of your being. The power of Gosaena has answered your prayer.
::An ethereal pair of feathered white wings materializes from midair and closes around TARGET.
::You realize that you had ceased to hear the sound of your own heartbeat only when you become aware of it again, and other sounds filter back into your awareness as well. Warmth returns to your body as your connection to Gosaena lessens.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER's expression grows calm and chill, and ice blue radiance flickers in the depths of his eyes.
::The ambient air temperature plummets, and every sound seems slightly muffled as the cold bites into your skin.
::An ethereal pair of feathered white wings materializes from midair and closes around TARGET.
::The ice blue radiance flickers one last time in CASTER's eyes before vanishing like a candle flame. Warmth returns to the air, and the sounds you hear no longer seem muffled.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::Ice blue radiance flickers in the depths of CASTER's eyes, and his expression is like fine porcelain in its intense calm.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Gosaena Divine Wrath (335) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Divine Wrath (335) />
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::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Zelia, you know that you are heard. Something inside your head snaps, and with unnatural clarity you see three crescent moons gleen to life just above your head. You sense great wisdom waiting to be unlocked.
::Chaotic visions and marvelous images flicker around you as the outside world slips farther and farther away from your awareness. What does it matter, anyway, when you are so close to [''the great wisdom is randomized... examples: creating the proper interpretation of chocolate; abdicating the post of moldy cheese'']. The power of Zelia has answered your prayer.
::''Randomized attack messaging... examples:''
::You notice TARGET nearby. How marvelous! You command the moon Liabo to tattoo blue lines on your ankle.
::You notice TARGET nearby. How marvelous! You command some lilies of the valley to set it on fire.
::You notice TARGET nearby. How marvelous! You command the bartender to keep it in the aviary.
::You notice TARGET nearby. How marvelous! You command seventeen will'o'the'wisps to mop the floor.
::Suddenly, the important insights slip away, leaving you drained and exhausted as you plummet back to a more mundane state of mind. Your throat and sides are slightly sore, and your cheeks are wet with tears. Your connection to Zelia has lessened.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER's face suddenly grows transfixed with an expression of awe and wonder, and sourceless silvery light plays in his eyes.
::CASTER giggles oddly.
::CASTER stares at a zombie for a moment before bursting into a fit of hysterical laughter. As tears stream down his cheeks with the force of his mirth, colorful light shimmers for an instant around the zombie.
::CASTER abruptly stops laughing and looks around with a dazed expression.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::Sourceless silvery light shines in CASTER's eyes, and his expression is contorted with manic glee.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Zelia Divine Wrath (335) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Aeia, you know that you are heard. You smell the exotic scents of jungle flowers and feel a comforting presence nearby.
::As the scent of blossoming lilies fills your senses, a light green glow forms around you and coalesces into living jungle vines that twine over your shoulders and down your arms. They rest as lightly as a second skin, feeling almost like another part of your body. The power of Aeia has answered your prayer.
::You sense a surge of vital growth among the vines that cloak your shoulders. Suddenly, a long, leafy vine shoots out and tries to wrap around a hill troll.
::As your connection to Aeia lessens, the jungle vines dissolve back into light green radiance, and the radiance seeps softly into your skin.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
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::
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:: <section end=Aeia Divine Wrath (335) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Divine Wrath (335) />
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::{{addmetext}}
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::
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::
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:: <section end=Amasalen Divine Wrath (335) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Divine Wrath (335) />
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::{{addmetext}}
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::
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
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:: <section end=Arachne Divine Wrath (335) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Divine Wrath (335) />
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::{{addmetext}}
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::
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::CLERIC's eyes are haloed with a strange protrusion of barnacles that appear to have sprouted from his skin.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Ghezresh Divine Wrath (335) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to the Huntress, you feel briefly sick and dizzy as you sense a flow of venom pulsing through your arteries and veins. The sickness and venom vanish entirely after only a second, and you feel more awake and alert.
::Silvery light briefly glimmers over everything that surrounds you, and a wave of carefully controlled anger that is not your own emotion tunes your pulse to a low, steady thrumming. You are little more than a channel for the source of the emotion that stares around through your eyes. The power of the Huntress has answered your prayer.
::A silver-bladed scythe materializes from thin air, spinning end over end as it hurtles toward TARGET!
::As your connection to the Huntress lessens, the foreign anger that lent you strength passes from your body as well, and your heartbeat returns to its regular pace.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::
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::
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:: <section end=The Huntress Divine Wrath (335) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Divine Wrath (335) />
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::{{addmetext}}
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::
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::
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:: <section end=Jaston Divine Wrath (335) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Kuon, you know that you are heard. The smells of herbs and flowers fill your senses, invigorating and uplifting you even as a deep calm settles over you.
::The light scents of wildflowers grow stronger as insubstantial brown vines, thick and broad, coil out of the ground around you. Many of the vines sport large, colorful blossoms.
::One of the vines suddenly whips about and lashes out at TARGET! Despite its slightly ethereal appearance, the vine moves with every evidence of heavy, solid weight.
::As the spiritual peace slowly leaves you, the vines shimmer and vanish one by one, and the scent of wildflowers drifts away as your connection to Kuon lessens.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Kuon Divine Wrath (335) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
:As you pour your soul into an appeal to Laethe, you know that you are heard. You feel a brief, cool pressure on your brow, like a kiss of benediction.
:Ethereal shadowy black roses sprout from the ground in a wide ring around you, twisting and twining about as they grow. The power of Laethe has answered your prayer.
:A shadowy black rose touches TARGET and wraps immediately about it, struggling to force its long, barbed thorns into the TARGET.
:You feel the kiss of benediction once more upon your brow, and then your connection to Laethe lessens. The shadowy black roses dissolve into tendrils of black, rose-scented smoke that dissipate rapidly.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::The image of a stylized black rose appears on CASTER's forehead, surrounded by a faint violet glow.
::A shadowy black rose touches a TARGET and wraps immediately about it, struggling to force its long, barbed thorns into it.
::The shadowy black roses dissolve into tendrils of black, rose-scented smoke that dissipate rapidly. The black rose mark vanishes from CASTER's forehead.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::A faint violet glow surrounds a stylized black rose mark glimmering on CASTER's forehead.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
::''a ring of ethereal black roses''
::''(Looking at a ring of ethereal black roses)'' Wickedly sharp thorns glimmer among the shadowy petals and tangled vines.
::''(Touching a ring of ethereal black roses)''
:::'''{{Smallcaps|[1p - Caster]}}''' The thorns avoid your flesh as you reach past the brambles, and your fingertips caress the silky softness of a rose petal.
:::'''{{Smallcaps|[1p - Other]}}''' Those thorns look very sharp! That probably isn't a good idea.
:::'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER caresses one of the shadowy black roses growing in a ring around her.
::The shadowy black roses dissolve into tendrils of black, rose-scented smoke that dissipate rapidly. The black rose mark vanishes from CASTER's forehead.
:: <section end=Laethe Divine Wrath (335) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Leya, you know that you are heard. A wave of divine sorrow and anger washes through you, and, on the trailing end of that wave, and a rush of controlled power flows from your heart to your fingertips and toes.
::An ivory light blossoms into existence around you.
::A dagger of ivory light suddenly flashes away from the aura surrounding you to strike at TARGET.
::The ivory light around you fades and glimmers out, and the strength and control of your movements lessens along with your connection to Leya.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER's posture falls into a graceful fighting stance, and her movements are more controlled and executed with greater purpose.
::An ivory light blossoms into existence around CASTER.
::A dagger made of ivory light suddenly flashes away from CASTER to strike at TARGET.
::The ivory light fades from around CASTER, and her movements are somewhat slower and less controlled.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Leya Divine Wrath (335) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Niima, you smell the fresh scent of a sea breeze, and you hear the cries of fenvaok overhead.
::A shimmer in the air precedes the materialization of a pillar of swirling, blue-green water as tall as a giantman not far away from you. From somewhere in the center of the pillar comes a haunting, wordless threnody. The power of Niima has answered your prayer.
::As the song from the pillar of water crescendos, it reaches a pitch that normally only trained bards can achieve, and the intense waves of elegant sound focus upon TARGET.
::The singing from the watery pillar begins to fade as your connection to Niima lessens. The pillar thins, then suddenly drops with a great splash! You are utterly drenched in water.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::A fresh, sea-scented breeze washes past, and the cries of fenvaok sound overhead.
::A shimmer in the air precedes the materialization of a pillar of swirling, blue-green water as tall as a giantman beside CASTER. From somewhere in the center of the pillar comes a haunting, wordless song.
::As the song from the pillar of water beside CASTER crescendos, it reaches a pitch that normally only trained bards can achieve, and the intense waves of elegant sound focus upon TARGET.
::The singing from the watery pillar beside CASTER fades into silence. The pillar stands for a moment longer before dropping to the ground with a great splash! CASTER is totally drenched, but you manage to avoid anything more than a few stray drops.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
::''a swirling blue-green pillar of water''
::The pillar stands as tall as a full-grown giantman. It is not possible to see through it, despite its translucent nature, for gazing into the pillar reveals the same cool, blue-green depths that stretch down through the fathoms of a sunlit sea. Shimmering, sleek forms chase one another through the swirling currents at its center, but it is impossible to spy any of them long enough to determine its precise nature.
::'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' The swirling currents yield readily to your hand, and you reach into the pillar of water. One of the shimmering forms darting through the pillar's blue-green depths draws curiously near, and you briefly glimpse the curious silver eyes of the water spirit in the instant before it loses interest and returns to its play.
::'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER touches the blue-green pillar of water, and his hand sinks easily into its surface. There is a flash of silver within the pillar near him. <section end=Niima Divine Wrath (335) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Onar, you know that you are heard. In the depths of your soul, you make the contract that will permit you a chance to obtain the death that you desire.
::You sense the power of Onar near at hand.
::A bone-shafted crossbow bolt flies out of the shadows toward TARGET!
::As it reaches the end of its flight, the bone-shafted crossbow bolt disintegrates into unrecognizable dust.
::'''(missing end message)'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Onar Divine Wrath (335) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Tilamaire, you know that you are heard. Every sound grows more distinct and acute, and, at the very edges of your awareness, you sense a greater harmony echoing softly through everything around you.
::You begin to hum very softly, harmonizing your notes with those of the greater harmony in the background.
::Listening carefully to the quiet harmony around you, you give voice to wordless song, and the notes of your song ring discordantly against the sounds of the world that relate to a TARGET.
::As your connection to Tilamaire lessens, you lose track of the greater harmony within all things, and, regretfully, you bring your song to a close.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER tilts her head slightly, as if listening to something, and her face lights with a warm smile.
::CASTER begins to hum softly, a sweet, soft melody that somehow manages to harmonize with every random noise and tiny sound of your surroundings.
::CASTER sings a wordless, beautiful melody at a TARGET.
::CASTER seems to be straining to hear a fading melody.she shakes her head slightly and brings her soft humming to an end.
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Tilamaire Divine Wrath (335) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::As you pour your soul into an appeal to Voaris, you know that you are heard. You feel a brief, warm pressure on your brow, like a kiss of benediction.
::Luminescent golden roses sprout from the ground in a wide ring around you, twisting and twining about as they grow. The power of Voaris has answered your prayer.
::A glowing golden rose touches TARGET and bursts into scarlet flame!
::You feel the kiss of benediction once more upon your brow, and then your connection to Voaris lessens. One of the glowing golden roses lights with scarlet flame, and the fire spreads rapidly down the vine until every rose is burning. The flames consume the roses swiftly and without smoke, until, in less than a second, the roses are gone entirely.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::The image of a stylized scarlet rose appears on CASTER's forehead, glowing softly.
::Luminescent golden roses sprout from the ground in a wide ring around CASTER, twisting and twining about as they grow.
::A glowing golden rose touches TARGET and bursts into scarlet flame!
::One of the glowing golden roses lights with scarlet flame, and the fire spreads with astonishing speed down the vine until every rose is burning. The flames consume the roses swiftly and without smoke, until, in less than a second, the roses are gone entirely. The scarlet rose mark vanishes from CASTER's forehead.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::A stylized scarlet rose mark glows softly on her forehead.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
::''(missing manifestation name)''
::Not even one thorn adorns the thick stalks of the gracefully coiling roses. The wide-petalled blossoms are sunlight yellow in hue, and a soft radiance encircles each one.
::'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Warmth flows up your hand as your fingertips caress the silky softness of a rose petal. <section end=Voaris Divine Wrath (335) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:''a shadowy knight''
:: <section end=Voln Divine Wrath (335) />

===Unaligned===
;Other <section begin=Other Divine Wrath (335) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
:You bow your head in supplication as an eerie silence overtakes the area. A cold mist drifts in, blanketing the area in its clammy embrace.
:A thunderous din echoes all around as the very earth shudders beneath your feet, rending apart and revealing fissures steaming with the rancid stench of brimstone.
:Flames from the very bowels of the world's core erupt to consume a rolton!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::
:'''{{smallcaps|[Look Caster]}}'''
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Manifestation]}}'''
:: <section end=Other Divine Wrath (335) />
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== [[Symbol of the Proselyte (340)]] ==

=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your Charl symbol. A roiling wave of light crashes over your hand, and the symbol, bathing both in a wash of blue and green.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your emerald trident talisman. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your talisman pulses once and you feel the power of Charl gathering within you like a storm. <section end=Charl Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Cholen Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Eonak Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your amber doe talisman. A glow grows, slowly but surely, and both your hand and the talisman are bathed in a fresh green light, the color of unfurling leaves.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your amber doe talisman. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your talisman pulses once and you feel the generative power of Imaera growing within you. <section end=Imaera Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Jastev Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Kai Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your crown symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the might of Koar overtake you. <section end=Koar Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your banded onyx key symbol. The edges of your hand go black, and from the core of the symbol shines a golden light. The effect is not unlike light through a keyhole.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your banded onyx key symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the eternal watchfulness of Lorminstra staring through your eyes. <section end=Lorminstra Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Lumnis Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your ruby heart symbol. Within the symbol, a roseate light blooms, growing to cover your entire hand.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your ruby heart symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the warmth of Oleani's love within you. <section end=Oleani Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Phoen Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your ebony symbol of Ronan. A shadow falls over your hand, and the symbol of Ronan, though a few pinpricks of starry brightness shine through.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your obsidian sword symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the sleeping might of Ronan awake within you. <section end=Ronan Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Tonis Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Andelas Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your HOLY SYMBOL. Heatless flames, crackling crimson and gold and orange, writhe between your fingers and across the surface of the HOLY SYMBOL.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your silver vaalin censer. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your censer pulses once and you feel the majesty of Eorgina driving you, like a wall of flames licking at your back. <section end=Eorgina Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Fash'lo'nae Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your aventurine Ivas symbol. A diffuse cloud of greenish light forms a haze around your hand, and around the symbol. The light has a smoky, particulate cast.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your aventurine Ivas symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the lust of Ivas filling your heart. <section end=Ivas Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Luukos Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your {item}. Both suddenly go black and your fingers clench into a painful claw, the edges of the talisman pressing hard into your flesh.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your Marlu symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel possessed by the destructive, demonic force of Marlu. <section end=Marlu Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your Mularos symbol. Spears of steely silver light pierce your palm, penetrating the surface of the symbol. A faint crimson glow lingers.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your Mularos symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel Mularos within you, his presence and the suffering of the world condensed into your heart. '''Later''' The divine power suffusing your actions wanes, leaving you bereft of Mularos' aid.<section end=Mularos Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Sheru Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=V'tull Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your Gosaena talisman. A shadow envelops your hand, and the talisman. The effect is a sudden aging, as every line and imperfection in your skin, and on the surface of the talisman, is suddenly apparent.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your Gosaena talisman. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your talisman pulses once and you feel the quiet of Gosaena steeling your nerves.<section end=Gosaena Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your moonstone pendant. A radiant glow illuminates your hand, and the pendant, in a silver light. No wait, now it's pink. Orange? Purple? The color shifts, rapidly, without any discernable pattern.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your moonstone pendant. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your pendant pulses once and you feel the presence of Zelia. That's disconcerting. <section end=Zelia Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Aeia Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Amasalen Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your holy symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the comforting presence of Kuon within you, like a healing balm. <section end=Kuon Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Arachne Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Ghezresh Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=The Huntress Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Jaston Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Kuon Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your dreamstone rose symbol. The symbol blooms suddenly and swiftly with a heavily thorned black ethereal rose. The petals of the blossom are quickly shed, however, each one falling away in a burst of purple sparks.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your dreamstone rose symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel Laethe's sense of loss like a blow.
<section end=Laethe Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Leya Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Niima Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your white skull symbol. A flash of light illuminates all of the bones beneath your flesh and every edge of the symbol.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your white skull symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the cold, calculated drive of Onar guiding you. <section end=Onar Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your note symbol. A golden glow winds its way out of the center of the symbol, each mote of light a distinct and shining note in the air.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your note symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the song within your heart quicken with the presence of Tilamaire.<section end=Tilamaire Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' You rest your hand atop your Voaris symbol. The symbol blooms suddenly and swiftly with a velvety yellow ethereal rose. The petals of the blossom spread, then fall away slowly, each one dissolving into golden sparks.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your Voaris symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel Voaris within you, daring you to act.<section end=Voaris Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Voln Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />

=== Unaligned ===
;Other <section begin=Other Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Chant]}}''' <section end=Other Symbol of the Proselyte (340) />
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== [[Miracle (350)]] ==

=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As the air stirs, you feel your spirit drawn to the heavy scent of the ocean and feel a deep sense of peace. Clouds move into the area, their murky depths heavy with rain unshed and you can see lightning dancing within them. The pressure builds all around you until suddenly, the heavens release dozens of slender blue bands of lightning. The lightning fills your body with its energy and the very air around you seems to tingle with it. Moments later, the lightning is gone and the clouds soon follow.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Laden with the scent of the ocean, a wind moves through the area drawing with it dark clouds heavy with rain. Lightning dances in the murky depths, outlining the edges of the cloud with its blue glow. Suddenly, lightning strikes the ground around the prone form of CLERIC and dances across his skin. Seconds pass while you remain under the glow of the electrical ballet playing out upon CLERIC, and then slowly the clouds disappear, taking the lightning with them. <section end=Charl Miracle (350) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Cholen Miracle (350) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Odd whirls and metallic clangs herald the arrival of a dwarf crafted entirely of bronze. The strange, mechanical man moves with jerky movements to a position beside the prone form of CLERIC and begins to tinker with his appearance and clothing. At first, nothing seems to come of the strange bronze creature's meddling, but slowly color returns to CLERIC's face. Steam billowing from its ears, the metallic dwarf straightens and teeters from the area, dissipating as it moves. <section end=Eonak Miracle (350) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Time stills around you, and you feel your spirit drawn forward by a pale ethereal light which quickly transforms into a translucent woman. She moves to your side and withdraws two crimson oak leaves and an acorn from her basket. You hear her soft prayer as she places the leaves upon your eyes and presses the acorn past your lips. She turns her eyes to the sky, her arms rising in supplication, and then lays her hands briefly on your chest. Instantly, warmth floods your limbs and the woman returns to the pale light.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Imaera Miracle (350) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Jastev Miracle (350) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Large and ethereal, rectangular talismans rise from the ground to form a ring around your lifeless form. Each talisman is carved with a different word and glows with a brilliant light. One by one, the talismans tumble into you. As the first falls upon you, you are filled with a deep sense of Honor, the second reminds you of Valor in battle, and the third causes your spirit to surge with Hope, while the fourth binds you with the strength of your Faith. The remaining two tumble into you simultaneously and, in a flash of white light, you absorb them all.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Kai Miracle (350) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Creating a myriad of colorful whorls in the air, a flock of small rainbow-winged lizards swirls towards you and you are filled with a deep connection to them. Diving and darting, they cavort above your corpse in an intricate dance that is breathtaking to behold. As they dance, their wings shimmer and shed multi-colored sparks that rain down upon your body. With each spark that alights upon your flesh, you are filled with a tingling sensation that draws your spirit deep into your body. The aerial display ends in one final loop and the rainbow-winged lizards dart off into the distance, only to wink out of sight a moment later.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Koar Miracle (350) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Distant and echoing, the sound of keys jingling strikes a familiar chord within you as it precedes the sound of a heavy metal gate slamming shut. Pale snowflakes drift through the air and settle upon your lifeless body. As the snow accumulates into a thin, chilling layer, you distinctly hear the somber voice of a female speaking softly in your ear. "The gates are closed to you for now, my child," she says, and several moments later the snow seeps into your skin, leaving you chilled and damp.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Distant and echoing, the sound of keys jingling precedes the sound of a heavy metal gate slamming shut. Pale snowflakes drift through the air and settle upon the lifeless body of CLERIC. The light dusting covers her form, obscuring it from sight for several moments before the flakes melt away leaving CLERIC's clothing damp. <section end=Lorminstra Miracle (350) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''Squawking loudly, a quintet of parrots wings into the area and circles over your lifeless form. Each bird is banded with feathers in hues of white, black, red, blue, and green, which begin to blur as the parrots fly overhead. As they swirl into a tight circle, a feeling of understanding and compassion sweeps over you, and the birds, now suddenly insubstantial, drive into your chest.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''Squawking loudly, a quintet of parrots wings into the area and circles over the prone form of Daenalan. Each bird is banded with feathers in the hues of white, black, red, blue, and green, which begin to blur as the parrots fly overhead. Swirling into tight circles, the birds, now suddenly insubstantial, dive into Daenalan's chest. <section end=Lumnis Miracle (350) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''A warm spring breeze teases along your lifeless body, plucking at your clothes. Distant pressure builds in your heart and then spills forth, suffusing you with the warmth of love even as a tiny tendril of palest green pushes into view high on your chest. Petals swell from its tip, bursting broadly forth in velvety scarlet, scarce before a bud can form. The reflection of golden sunlight glimmers at the heart of the sudden blossom for a scant moment before the petals spread and fall, leaving faint trails of pinkish light in their wake as they shimmer out of view.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''A warm spring breeze teases along Subarashi's lifeless body, plucking at her clothes. Ever so slowly, a tiny tendril of palest green pushes into view high on her chest. Petals swell from its tip, bursting broadly forth in velvety scarlet, scarce before a bud can form. The reflection of golden sunlight glimmers at the heart of the sudden blossom for a scant moment before the petals spread and fall, leaving faint trails of pinkish light in their wake as they shimmer out of view. <section end=Oleani Miracle (350) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Regal and proud, a broad-shouldered ethereal lion strides towards your lifeless form and you are filled with a sense of power and glory. As it moves towards you, its mane begins to shimmer with licking flames that resemble the rays of the sun. It lowers its gaze to you and you feel yourself drawn into their amber depths. The golden beast lifts a paw to your chest and a wave of warmth floods your limbs. As the light grows, the lion begins to dissipate into a golden nimbus that sinks into your body.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Phoen Miracle (350) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' The sounds of night drift to your ears and you feel a deep lassitude flood your spirit. At the edge of your vision the pale white beautiful image of a unicorn begins to take shape. It paws at the air, its silver hooves creating sparks of light that twinkle like a thousand stars. As it lowers the horn to touch your forehead you feel a deep sense of peace that intensifies as a silver nimbus blankets you. The unicorn and the nimbus disappear at once, and you feel yourself waking slowly from a dream.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Ronan Miracle (350) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Tonis Miracle (350) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Andelas Miracle (350) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Crisp and commanding, the air around you takes on a bitter cold that cuts sharply at your spirit. Ruby red flames laced with silver suddenly appear upon your prone form and burn with a cold energy that does not scorch nor sear. The wind stirs into a vortex that steals the light of the flames, and you hear a sharp command demanding that you rise. Suddenly, the wind is gone.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Crisp and commanding, the air takes on a cold, sharp edge to it that chills deep to the bone. Ruby red flames laced with silver suddenly appear upon the body of CLERIC and burn with a cold energy that does not scorch nor sear. The wind stirs into a vortex that blinds the senses and steals the light of the flames, while a sharp, wordless command is uttered from high above. Suddenly, the wind is gone. <section end=Eorgina Miracle (350) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Spidery and incomprehensible words reach you, and are given life by an aged, bodiless voice that carries with it the scent of dusty tomes and candle tallow. A point of dark light appears high over your body and expands to form a yellowed eye with a slit pupil. With each uttered syllable the eye's iris contracts and the meaning of the words that wrap you become clear. "You still have much more to learn," they say, and before you the eye explodes in a blinding, fiery light.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Fash'lo'nae Miracle (350) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Shimmering light tugs at your soul from somewhere above your head and you feel your spirit begin to tear. You split into six parts, each patterned with a wisp of smoke that transforms into a female dancer. Together, your spirit and the dancers twine their bodies in a sinuous dance that tugs at your hips and brings your arms high above your head. You feel the presence of your body beneath you and move with the dancer's cavorting forms towards your lifeless mouth. You watch as they bend to kiss you, and then let them draw you into the deep, dark recesses of your lips. Warmth begins to spread through you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Ivas Miracle (350) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Punctuating the sudden calm of the area, the sound of slithering is quickly followed by a long, sibilant hiss. Winding a sinuous pattern to your head, an impossibly large copper-head snake with emerald green eyes begins to hiss at you. "There are more liessss to sssspread, and deathssss to ssssteal," it says, and then swiftly raises high into the air to gaze down at you. Faster than the blink of an eye, the serpent dives into your chest and disperses into a shimmering green mist that seeps into your skin.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Punctuating the sudden calm of the area is the sound of slithering quickly accompanied by a long, sibilant hiss. Moving in a sinuous pattern towards CLERIC, an impossibly large copper-head snake with emerald green eyes slithers to a position just above his head and begins to hiss inches from his ear. Moving swiftly, the serpent raises high into the air and dives its head into his chest, disappearing into a shimmering green mist that seeps into his skin. <section end=Luukos Miracle (350) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Dark clouds swirl across your prone form and the area is plunged into darkness. The hair on your body stands on end and a deep pressure builds around your spirit, threatening to consume it. Blue lightning lances through the air, heralding an ear-shattering ripple of thunder, and at the edge of your senses you feel the demonic horde surging forward to take you. Each sizzling bolt strikes your chest repeatedly for several moments and the horde closes in on you until every last one of them is absorbed by your spirit.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Dark clouds swirl before the prone form of CLERIC and the area is plunged into darkness. The thick scent of ozone rises on the air and causes hair to stand on end as a deep pressure builds. Blue lightning lances through the area, accompanied by a ear-shattering ripple of thunder, and in the shadows cast by its afterglow is the image of hundreds of demons lurching and struggling towards CLERIC. Lightning strikes CLERIC in the chest repeatedly, sizzling the air with every strike. As the lightning ceases, shadowy demons rise and dive deep into CLERIC's chest. <section end=Marlu Miracle (350) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Wraithlike mourners suddenly slip free of the shadows and form a tight ring around you. Silvery tears slip from their faces to splash ineffectively against your lifeless body, and the blood that stains their white garments trickles in a splash across your face. They kneel in a tight ring about you, obscuring your view of the world beyond, and you feel a deep connection to them. "There is yet more pain to release," they seem to tell you before their lips part in a deafening keen of anguish that shatters their ethereal forms.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Wraithlike mourners suddenly slip free of the shadows around CLERIC, their cheeks stained with silvery tears. Their white garments are stained in a variety of places with the deep red-brown of blood. Forming a loose ring around CLERIC's corpse, they fall as one to their knees and obscure him. Together, they tilt their heads back and release a deafening keen that shatters their ethereal forms. <section end=Mularos Miracle (350) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Shadows lengthen and grow around you until their edges are sharp and twisted. Macabre and ungraceful, they slink with jerky movements toward you as their depths are briefly illuminated by countless yellowed eyes set into the faces of a thousand horrors. They snarl as they writhe across your prone form, their maws snapping ineffectively at your flesh. One by one, they twist and squirm into your slack jaw and fill you with bitter madness.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Shadows lengthen and grow around the body of CLERIC until their edges are sharp and twisted. Moving in a macabre dance of jerky, ungraceful movements, the shadows become briefly illuminated by countless yellowed eyes set into the faces of a thousand horrors. Snarling, the shadows move across CLERIC's prone form and begin to snap ineffectively at his lifeless flesh. One by one, the twisted nightmares writhe and squirm into CLERIC's slack jaw and disappear within him. <section end=Sheru Miracle (350) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=V'tull Miracle (350) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Stealing all sound as it travels to you, a soft zephyr gently caresses your skin and you sense the frigid brush of final death near at hand. A tug on your spirit heralds the arrival of impossibly long feathers in shades of white, grey, and black, as they appear before you and coalesce into a beautiful insubstantial being. It lifts you up into its arms and you feel as if you have found home in its embrace.<br>Wings that you did not notice before unfurl to cocoon you for several moments before you feel the chill air depart and all at once the feathery figure is gone. A rain of feathers falls around you, each dissipating seconds before it touches the ground.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Stealing all sound as it travels, a soft zephyr gently sweeps through the area turning the air frigid. Impossibly large ethereal feathers in shades of white, grey, and black, drift in and are carried to the prone form of CLERIC. At once they converge into a beautiful insubstantial being. Kneeling beside CLERIC, it gently lifts him into its arms and cradles him there for several moments.<br>Lowering its feathery forehead to CLERIC, the being unfurls a pair of pale wings and creates a cocoon around him. Suddenly, sound returns, dispelling the ethereal being and creating a rain of feathers, each dissipating seconds before it touches the ground. <section end=Gosaena Miracle (350) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Silver motes of light cavort upon the air, their movements turning into a twisted dance that is punctuated by the sound of dozens of laughing voices. Deep in your spirit, you feel a binding connection to their mirth. Converging above you, the light transforms in a slender crescent moon that begins to whirl. At one moment, full, and then the next, a sliver, the faster the moon spins, the louder the laughter gets. Suddenly, the light ceases all movement and explodes into a brilliant shower of silver sparks accompanied by laughter for several moments.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Zelia Miracle (350) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Aeia Miracle (350) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Silence descends upon the room and a double-headed serpent slithers to you. Each of its heads moves of its own accord, and slit-pupiled eyes take in everything as they wind a sinuous path up your prone form. As it reaches your chest, it lifts its heads up high and begins to sway from side to side in a hypnotic pattern. "You have learned the ssssacrifice issss everything, now we ssssacrifice oursssselves sssso that you may teach otherssss," the one head says before striking the other head at the neck. In one swift, painless bite, the head is severed and the open neck falls upon you, its lifeblood draining into your mouth. Moments pass as the ferric taste of the serpent's sacrifice fills you, and then suddenly it disappears.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Amasalen Miracle (350) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Arachne Miracle (350) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Invading the sudden peace of the area, an indigo mist oozes from the floor and begins to encompass your corpse in its cloying, damp clutches. Anguillid shapes begin to take form upon your skin, their twisting and twining bodies clammy and slimy. Two rise from your chest and form an intimidating shadow over you, their silvery grey eyes boring into your soul. "Not yet, no... Not yet. You are ours still," they say in an oddly aquatic gurgle. As one, they lunge at your face, and you feel a jolt of spiritual energy as they slip into your sinus cavity.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Invading the sudden peace of the area, an indigo mist oozes from the ground and begins to encompass CLERIC's corpse in its cloying, damp clutches. Anguillid shapes begin to take form upon his skin, their twisting and twining bodies mucousy and slimy. Two rise from CLERIC's chest and form an intimidating shadow over him, their silvery grey eyes focused on him. With an aquatic gurgle, they lunge toward CLERIC's face and disappear in his nostrils.<section end=Ghezresh Miracle (350) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Filling your spirit with a deep anger, a long discordant horn blast drowns your senses and sets your lifeless flesh to vibrating with its wild call. An enormous hunting hound bearing an angry look of focus bounds towards you. You feel its front paws forcibly slam into your chest and watch the beast disappear deep within you with the cry of a wild hunt falling from its parted lips. Slowly, the sound of the horn echoes into silence.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' The area comes to life with the defiant call of a long discordant horn blast. An enormous hunting hound bearing an angry look of focus bounds into the area and launches itself at CLERIC. Slamming forcibly into her chest, the beast disappears into her with a cry of a wild hunt. Slowly, the sound of the horn echoes into silence. <section end=The Huntress Miracle (350) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Jaston Miracle (350) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Kuon Miracle (350) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Laethe Miracle (350) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Your spirit feels a sudden stirring in the air above your lifeless body and moments later a brilliantly white owl appears out of nowhere. It spreads its wings and you hear the audible crack of the air as they expand, lifting the owl in a lazy spiral above you. The bird's unblinking gaze falls upon you and you feel a deep connection with it before it gives three mighty beats of its wings and surges high into the sky and disappears.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Leya Miracle (350) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A playful feeling sweeps over you as a fuzzy pair of otters fills your vision. Clutched in their teeth are midnight blue mussels, which they hold tightly in place as they comically bounce and leap around you. They playfully paw at your lifeless chest, begging with their furry faces, and you sense they want you to come and play. As if sensing you cannot, they curl their sleek, wet forms briefly around your head and nuzzle against your neck for several moments. Then, they carefully drop the mussels upon your chest. A brief, child-like joy fills you as the mussels sink into your lifeless body, and the otters turn as one to slide out of sight on their slippery bellies.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Niima Miracle (350) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Shadows slant across the ground as they slither toward you and a deep chill touches your spirit. As the shadows writhe in a thick mass of darkness over your body, you distinctly hear a quiet whisper in your ear, "This was not the death I had in mind for you." A flash of light tears across your vision as it is consumed by the image of a cracked white skull.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}} <section end=Onar Miracle (350) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Your spirit is tugged by the familiar sound of lutes and lyres joining into a lively chorus of your favorite traveling song. You watch as an ethereal band of merry minstrels strides towards you. Their movements are filled with song and laughter, and as they pass you they lightly caress your lifeless body. Everywhere they touch suddenly feels vibrant and alive; the feeling lingers with you long after they disappear from sight.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Tilamaire Miracle (350) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Voaris Miracle (350) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Voln Miracle (350) />

=== Unaligned ===
;Other <section begin=Other Miracle (350) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' You feel a tingling at the edges of your perception and the air comes alive with a feeling of raw power. You sense something greater than yourself tugging on your spirit. As the power grows in intensity, you feel it draw you closer to your lifeless body and you marvel as it ushers your spirit forward. An extremely bright nimbus floods you as your spirit sinks into your body, which begins to fill with life.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Tingling on every nerve, the air comes alive with a feeling of raw power. Prismatic lights play through the air and hover over the prone form of CLERIC. As the power grows in intensity, the energy begins to tug and move at her clothing and the air grows warm. An extremely bright nimbus forms around her and then slowly seeps into CLERIC's body. <section end=Other Miracle (350) />
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== [[Defense of the Faithful (1608)]] ==

<section begin=Defense of the Faithful (1608) />;Pantheon of Liabo
:Motes of lambent white-gold light appear and begin to swirl around you, coalescing into a radiant aura.
:TARGET appears enthralled by the motes of lambent white-gold light.
:The aura of lambent white-gold light motes surrounding you dissipates slowly, winking out of existence.

;Pantheon of Lornon
:Wisps of lucent silvered ebon smoke appear and begin to twist around you, coalescing into an incandescent veil.
:TARGET appears enthralled by the haze of lucent silvered ebon smoke.
:The haze of lucent silvered ebon smoke surrounding you dissipates slowly, thinning until nonexistent.

;Pantheon of Neutrality
:Fingers of fog-hued mist appear and begin to twirl around you, coalescing into a scintillant miasma.
:TARGET appears enthralled by the miasma of fog-hued mist.
:The miasma of fog-hued mist surrounding you dissipates slowly, waning until completely diminished.<section end=Defense of the Faithful (1608) />
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== [[Divine Vengeance]] ==

;Pantheon of Liabo
:A lambent white-gold cloud rolls through the area.
:TARGET is buffeted by the white-gold cloud and is knocked to the ground.

;Pantheon of Lornon
:A lucent silvered ebon smoke rolls through the area.
:TARGET is buffeted by the ebon smoke and is knocked to the ground.

;Pantheon of Neutrality
:A thick fog-hued mist rolls through the area.
:TARGET is buffeted by the fog-hued mist and is knocked to the ground.
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== [[Aid the Fallen (1613)]] ==
=== Pantheon of Liabo ===
;Charl <section begin=Charl Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:A radiant sea blue beacon encompassed by a translucent emerald corona rapidly descends from above, striking TARGET in the chest. It soon expands to encompass his entire body before finally beginning to wane. The beacon shines brightly one last time and tapers into nonexistence, taking TARGET with it. <section end=Charl Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Cholen Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Eonak Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Imaera Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Jastev Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Kai Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Koar Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Lorminstra Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Lumnis Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Oleani Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:A radiant bright golden beacon encompassed by a translucent blue corona rapidly descends from above, striking PERSON in the chest. It soon expands to encompass his entire body before finally beginning to wane. The beacon shines brightly one last time and tapers into nonexistence, taking PERSON with it. <section end=Phoen Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:A radiant night black beacon encompassed by a translucent silver corona rapidly descends from above, striking Barge in the chest. It soon expands to encompass his entire body before finally beginning to wane. The beacon shines brightly one last time and tapers into nonexistence, taking Person with it. <section end=Ronan Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Tonis Aid the Fallen (1613) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Andelas Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Eorgina Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Fash'lo'nae Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Ivas Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Luukos Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Marlu Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Mularos Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Sheru Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=V'tull Aid the Fallen (1613) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===
;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:A radiant silver beacon encompassed by a translucent green corona rapidly descends from above, striking TARGET in the chest. It soon expands to encompass his entire body before finally beginning to wane. The beacon shines brightly one last time and tapers into nonexistence, taking TARGET with it. <section end=Gosaena Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Zelia Aid the Fallen (1613) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Aeia Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Amasalen Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Arachne Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Ghezresh Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=The Huntress Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:A radiant white beacon encompassed by a translucent green corona rapidly descends from above, striking TARGET in the chest. It soon expands to encompass her entire body before finally beginning to wane. The beacon shines brightly one last time and tapers into nonexistence, taking TARGET with it. <section end=Jaston Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:A radiant gold beacon encompassed by a translucent brown corona rapidly descends from above, striking TARGET in the chest. It soon expands to encompass his entire body before finally beginning to wane. The beacon shines brightly one last time and tapers into nonexistence, taking TARGET with it. <section end=Kuon Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:A radiant black beacon encompassed by a translucent purple corona rapidly descends from above, striking TARGET in the chest. It soon expands to encompass his entire body before finally beginning to wane. The beacon shines brightly one last time and tapers into nonexistence, taking TARGET with it. <section end=Laethe Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:A radiant ivory white beacon encompassed by a translucent deep blue corona rapidly descends from above, striking TARGET in the chest. It soon expands to encompass his entire body before finally beginning to wane. The beacon shines brightly one last time and tapers into nonexistence, taking TARGET with it. <section end=Leya Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Niima Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Onar Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Tilamaire Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Voaris Aid the Fallen (1613) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:{{addmetext}} <section end=Voln Aid the Fallen (1613) />

=== Unaligned ===
;Other <section begin=Other Aid the Fallen (1613) />
:A radiant grey beacon encompassed by a translucent silver corona rapidly descends from above, striking TARGET in the chest. It soon expands to encompass her entire body before finally beginning to wane. The beacon shines brightly one last time and tapers into nonexistence, taking TARGET with it. <section end=Other Aid the Fallen (1613) />
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== [[Repentance (1615)]] ==

=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Charl Fervor (1618) />ocean blue radiance<section end=Charl Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with storm grey light, and a glimmering pillar of ocean blue radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Charl Repentance (1615) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' <section begin=Cholen Fervor (1618) />{{addmetext}}<section end=Cholen Fervor (1618) /> 
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Cholen Repentance (1615) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Eonak Fervor (1618) />reddish-orange radiance<section end=Eonak Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Eonak Repentance (1615) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Imaera Fervor (1618) />verdant radiance<section end=Imaera Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with verdant light, and a glimmering pillar of matching green radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Imaera Repentance (1615) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Jastev Fervor (1618) />pale grey radiance<section end=Jastev Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Jastev Repentance (1615) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Kai Fervor (1618) />crimson radiance<section end=Kai Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Kai Repentance (1615) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Koar Fervor (1618) />gold and topaz radiance<section end=Koar Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with gold and topaz-hued light, and then everything around you shimmers to match the gold and topaz colors.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with gold and topaz-hued light, and a pillar of gold-streaked topaz radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Koar Repentance (1615) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Lorminstra Fervor (1618) />swirling white radiance<section end=Lorminstra Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Lorminstra Repentance (1615) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Lumnis Fervor (1618) />glimmering rainbow radiance<section end=Lumnis Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with rainbow-hued light, and then everything around you shimmers to match the glimmering rainbow hues.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with rainbow-hued light, and a glimmering pillar of rainbow radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Lumnis Repentance (1615) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' <section begin=Oleani Fervor (1618) />{{addmetext}}<section end=Oleani Fervor (1618) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Oleani Repentance (1615) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Phoen Fervor (1618) />sunlight gold radiance<section end=Phoen Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with sunlight gold light, and then everything around you shimmers to match the golden hue.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with sunlight gold light, and a glimmering pillar of matching golden radiance manifests around TARGET.<section end=Phoen Repentance (1615) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Ronan Fervor (1618) />darkness<section end=Ronan Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with silver light, and a pillar of darkness manifests around TARGET. <section end=Ronan Repentance (1615) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A glimmering pillar of '''<section begin=Tonis Fervor (1618) />matching blue radiance<section end=Tonis Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with sky blue light, and then everything around you shimmers to a matching blue color.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with sky blue light, and a glimmering pillar of matching blue radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Tonis Repentance (1615) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' <section begin=Andelas Fervor (1618) />{{addmetext}}<section end=Andelas Fervor (1618) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Andelas Repentance (1615) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Eorgina Fervor (1618) />dusky red radiance<section end=Eorgina Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with dusky red light, and a glimmering pillar of matching red radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Eorgina Repentance (1615) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Fash'lo'nae Fervor (1618) />grey light<section end=Fash'lo'nae Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Fash'lo'nae Repentance (1615) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Ivas Fervor (1618) />smoky green radiance<section end=Ivas Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' Your body surges with power as smoky green radiance coalesces around it!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Ivas Repentance (1615) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Luukos Fervor (1618) />brilliant emerald radiance<section end=Luukos Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Luukos Repentance (1615) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Marlu Fervor (1618) />roiling blackness<section end=Marlu Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' Unnatural shadows flicker briefly through CASTER's eyes, and a pillar of roiling blackness manifests around TARGET.<section end=Marlu Repentance (1615) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' Your ora mace surges with power as '''<section begin=Mularos Fervor (1618) />pale red radiance<section end=Mularos Fervor (1618) />''' coalesces around it! [1618 flare]
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}}<section end=Mularos Repentance (1615) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Sheru Fervor (1618) />dark amber radiance<section end=Sheru Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}}<section end=Sheru Repentance (1615) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=V'tull Fervor (1618) />blood red radiance<section end=V'tull Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' {{addmetext}}<section end=V'tull Repentance (1615) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Gosaena Fervor (1618) />dusky silver radiance<section end=Gosaena Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with ice blue light, and then everything around you shimmers to a dusky silver hue.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with ice blue light, and a glimmering pillar of dusky silver radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Gosaena Repentance (1615) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Zelia Fervor (1618) />silver radiance<section end=Zelia Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with moonlight, and a glimmering pillar of matching silver radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Zelia Repentance (1615) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Aeia Fervor (1618) />leaf-green radiance<section end=Aeia Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Aeia Repentance (1615) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' <section begin=Amasalen Fervor (1618) />{{addmetext}}<section end=Amasalen Fervor (1618) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Amasalen Repentance (1615) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' <section begin=Arachne Fervor (1618) />{{addmetext}}<section end=Arachne Fervor (1618) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Arachne Repentance (1615) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Ghezresh Fervor (1618) />silvery grey haze<section end=Ghezresh Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around a TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Ghezresh Repentance (1615) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' <section begin=The Huntress Fervor (1618) />{{addmetext}}<section end=The Huntress Fervor (1618) /> 
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=The Huntress Repentance (1615) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Jaston Fervor (1618) />pure white radiance<section end=Jaston Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with forest green light, and then everything around you vanishes into a pure white radiance.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with forest green light, and a glimmering pillar of pure white radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Jaston Repentance (1615) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Kuon Fervor (1618) />green-streaked amber radiance<section end=Kuon Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Kuon Repentance (1615) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Laethe Fervor (1618) />deep violet radiance<section end=Laethe Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's eyes turn black as onyx, and then everything around you shimmers to a deep violet hue.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes turn black as onyx, and a glimmering pillar of deep violet radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Laethe Repentance (1615) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Leya Fervor (1618) />deep blue radiance<section end=Leya Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Leya Repentance (1615) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Niima Fervor (1618) />aquamarine radiance<section end=Niima Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Niima Repentance (1615) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Onar Fervor (1618) />dark shadow<section end=Onar Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Onar Repentance (1615) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' <section begin=Tilamaire Fervor (1618) />{{addmetext}}<section end=Tilamaire Fervor (1618) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Tilamaire Repentance (1615) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''A pillar of '''<section begin=Voaris Fervor (1618) />rose red radiance<section end=Voaris Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Voaris Repentance (1615) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Voln Fervor (1618) />black-streaked white radiance<section end=Voln Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with white light, and then everything around you vanishes into a matching white radiance streaked with pure black.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with pure white light, and a glimmering pillar of black-streaked white radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Voln Repentance (1615) />

=== Unaligned ===
;Other <section begin=Other Repentance (1615) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' A pillar of '''<section begin=Other Fervor (1618) />grey luminescence<section end=Other Fervor (1618) />''' manifests around TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[2p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with silvery grey light, and then everything around you shimmers to match the argentine color.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' CASTER's eyes glow with silvery grey light, and a pillar of argentine radiance manifests around TARGET. <section end=Other Repentance (1615) />
{{top}}

== [[Judgment (1630)]] ==

=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and the very air behind you ripples like a storm-ravaged ocean. A faint emerald light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal trident!
::A chain of lightning erupts from the tip of the ethereal trident, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal trident dissolves into a spray of seawater.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Charl Judgment (1630) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a cloud of confetti rains down on you from above. A faint crimson light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal lute!
::A strum of crimson notes float out from the strings of the ethereal lute, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal lute strikes a sharp cord and crumbles.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: CASTER briefly closes his eyes, and a cloud of confetti rains down on him from above. A faint crimson light builds up and emanates from CASTER's hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal lute, and CASTER thrusts it forward!
::A strum of crimson notes float out from the strings of the ethereal lute, striking TARGET!
:: <section end=Cholen Judgment (1630) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and the repeated sound of metal striking metal rings out in the air around you. A faint golden light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal forging hammer!
::A shockwave of golden energy ripples out from the head of the ethereal forging hammer, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal forging hammer fizzles into a puff of smoke.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Eonak Judgment (1630) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and the visage of a frolicking doe appears behind you. A faint green light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal blossom!
::A swarm of translucent bees spiral from the petals of the ethereal blossom, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal blossom wilts and then withers away into nothing.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Imaera Judgment (1630) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a grey fog roils in and ebbs about your feet. A faint grey light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal crystal ball!
::A veil of grey vapor spews forth from the interior of the ethereal crystal ball, striking <target>!
::The ethereal crystal ball suddenly implodes upon itself and is gone.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Jastev Judgment (1630) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and the air behind you darkens with a ruddy crimson mist. A faint silver light builds up and emanates from your hand before your entire arm flashes, becoming solid silver!
::A flare of silver energy blasts from the fist of the silver arm, striking TARGET!
::The silver on your arm cracks and breaks apart before blowing away on an errant breeze.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Kai Judgment (1630) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a brilliant golden crown haloes your head. A faint white light builds up and emenates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal sceptre!
::A blast of white energy bursts from the tip of the ethereal sceptre, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal sceptre in your hand splinters into a crackle of energy.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Koar Judgment (1630) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a translucent black gate rises up from the ground behind you. A faint white light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal chain of keys!
::A flurry of golden snowflake-shaped motes unwind from the chain of the ethereal keys, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal keys in your hand slowly melt away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Lorminstra Judgment (1630) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and five-colored conjoined circles shimmer briefly on the ground underneath your feet. A faint golden light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal scroll!
::An arc of multihued light leaps from the parchment of the ethereal scroll, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal scroll rolls itself and vanishes without a trace.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: CASTER briefly closes his eyes, and five-colored conjoined circles shimmer briefly on the ground underneath him. A faint golden light builds up and emanates from CASTER's hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal scroll, and CASTER thrusts it forward!
::An arc of multihued light leaps from the parchment of the ethereal scroll, striking TARGET!
:: <section end=Lumnis Judgment (1630) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
::
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::
::
:: <section end=Oleani Judgment (1630) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a miniature sun frames the back of your head. A faint blue light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal chakram!
::A ray of brilliant sunlight gleams from the edge of the ethereal chakram, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal chakram flashes brightly and crumbles to dust.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Phoen Judgment (1630) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and the faint visage of a rearing unicorn appears behind you. A faint black light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal sword!
::A plume of silver starlit flames stream from the edge of your ethereal sword, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal sword in your hand scatters into pinpoints of light that fade away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER briefly closes her eyes, and the faint visage of a rearing unicorn appears behind her. A faint black light builds up and emanates from Avalera's hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal sword, and Avalera thrusts it forward!
::A plume of silver starlit flames stream from the edge of the ethereal sword, striking a greater burrow orc!
::The ethereal sword in CASTER's hand scatters into pinpoints of light that fade away.
:: <section end=Ronan Judgment (1630) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a golden light spirals around you in a blur. A faint blue light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal winged wand!
::
::The ethereal winged wand begins to vibrate and flies out of your hand, streaking off into a blur.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::<caster> briefly closes his eyes, and a golden light spirals around him in a blur. A faint blue light builds up and emanates from <caster>'s hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal winged wand, and <caster> thrusts it forward!
::
::The ethereal winged wand begins to vibrate and flies out of <caster>'s hand, streaking off into a blur. <section end=Tonis Judgment (1630) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a loud thrumming sound, like that of something purring, rises up near you. A faint black light builds up and emanates from your hand before thin black claws extend from your hand!
::A volley of black shards gleam from the tip of the claws, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal claws on your hand slowly retract from view.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Andelas Judgment (1630) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a darkened circlet haloes your head. A faint black light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal bejewelled sceptre!
::A curl of black flames unravel from the tip of the ethereal sceptre, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal bejewelled sceptre dissolves into a plume of grey smoke.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Eorgina Judgment (1630) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a large, slit-pupiled eye flashes into existence for but a moment behind you. A faint yellow light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal tome!
::A flurry of parchment flies out from the inside of the ethereal tome, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal tome slams shut on its own accord and disappears.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Fash'lo'nae Judgment (1630) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and your form is enveloped by thick smoke. A faint green light builds up and emanates from you before tendrils of green mist coalesce around your arm!
::A length of a green tentacle bursts out from the tendrils of mist, striking TARGET!
::The mist enshrouding your arm evaporates into nothing.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Ivas Judgment (1630) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
::
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::
::
:: <section end=Luukos Judgment (1630) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and the heavy scent of ozone overwhelms the air near you. A faint black-green light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes on the shape of an ethereal pentacle!
::A cloud of noxious black-green gas emits from the center of the ethereal pentacle, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal pentacle pulsates with archaic runes and dissolves into a black ichor.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Marlu Judgment (1630) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and the air around you is filled with echoing voices in pain. A faint sanguine light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes on the shape of an ethereal whip!
::A flurry of sanguine slivers fly from the edge of the ethereal whip, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal whip coils on itself and fades away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Mularos Judgment (1630) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a pair of luminous yellow eyes flash briefly behind you. A faint black light builds up and emanates from you before shadows coalesce and engulf your entire arm!
::A black jackal-shaped visage leaps from the shadows, striking TARGET!
::The shadows engulfing your arm fade away into thin tendrils of darkness.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Sheru Judgment (1630) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a dark miasma roils about the ground around your feet. A faint black light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes on the shape of an ethereal scimitar!
::A torrent of incarnadine essence streams out from the blade of the ethereal scimitar, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal scimitar violently explodes, leaving nothing to remain.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=V'tull Judgment (1630) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a pair of brilliant white, feathered wings unfurl from your back momentarily. A faint silver-grey light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes on the shape of an ethereal sickle!
::An arc of silver-grey tendrils spiral out from the blade of the ethereal sickle, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal sickle departs without a sound.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER briefly closes her eyes, and a pair of brilliant white, feathered wings unfurl from her back momentarily. A faint silver-grey light builds up and emanates from Paladin's hand before it takes on the shape of an ethereal sickle, and CASTER thrusts it forward!
::An arc of silver-grey tendrils spiral out from the blade of the ethereal sickle, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal sickle in CASTER's hand departs without a sound. <section end=Gosaena Judgment (1630) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and cacophony of child-like laughter fills the air around you. A faint silver light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal crescent boomerang!
::A spiral of multi-hued essence streams out from the edge of the ethereal boomerang, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal boomerang sprouts limbs, jumps out of your hands and dashes off.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Zelia Judgment (1630) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and dozens of wildflowers blossom momentarily around your feet. A faint green light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal lily-shaped talisman!
::A number of green vines lash out from the center of the ethereal lily-shaped talisman, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal lily-shaped talisman's petals enclose on itself and vanish.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Aeia Judgment (1630) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a twinging scent of blood lingers about you. A faint light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes on a crimson hue. A two-headed purple serpent twines about your wrist!
::A succession of crimson energy is emitted from the two-headed serpent, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal serpent writhes about before it fades away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Amasalen Judgment (1630) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a mass of a thousand black spiders swarm around your feet. A faint dark light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes on the shape of an ethereal hourglass!
::A shaft of dark essence blazes from the center of the ethereal hourglass, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal hourglass breaks apart and falls to the ground as sand.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER briefly closes his eyes, and a mass of a thousand black spiders swarm around his feet. A faint dark light builds up and emanates from CASTER's hand before it takes on the shape of an ethereal hourglass, and CASTER thrusts it forward!
::A shaft of dark essence blazes from the center of the ethereal hourglass, striking TARGET!
:: <section end=Arachne Judgment (1630) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::{{addmetext}}
::
::
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::
::
:: <section end=Ghezresh Judgment (1630) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and an eight-pointed star is momentarily outlined on the ground underneath your feet. A faint silver light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes on the shape of an ethereal scythe!
::A sweep of silver essence slashes out from the blade of the ethereal scythe, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal scythe liquefies and disappears before it hits the ground.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER briefly closes his eyes, and an eight-pointed star is momentarily outlined on the ground underneath his feet. A faint silver light builds up and emanates from CASTER's hand before it takes on the shape of an ethereal scythe, and CASTER thrusts it forward!
::A sweep of silver essence slashes out from the blade of the ethereal scythe, striking TARGET!
:: <section end=The Huntress Judgment (1630) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and six white-feathered wings embrace your form. A faint shimmering light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal feathered armband!
::A gust of shimmering air blows from the edge of the ethereal feathered armband, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal feathered armband reforms into a small cloud that drifts off on the wind.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER briefly closes his eyes, and six white-feathered wings embrace his form. A faint shimmering light builds up and emanates from CASTER's hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal feathered armband, and CASTER thrusts it forward!
::A gust of shimmering air blows from the edge of the ethereal feathered armband, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal feathered armband in CASTER's hand reforms into a small cloud that drifts off on the wind. <section end=Jaston Judgment (1630) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a cloud of leaves gently rain down upon you. A faint golden light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal falarica!
::A barrage of viridian essence sprays from the blade of the ethereal falarica, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal falarica slowly decays and falls to the ground as a mass of dead leaves.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Kuon Judgment (1630) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a single black rose petal falls from above you. A faint purple light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal heart-shaped shield!
::A barrage of purple essence flings from the surface of the ethereal shield, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal shield simply fades away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER briefly closes her eyes, and a single black rose petal falls from above her. A faint purple light builds up and emanates from CASTER's hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal heart-shaped shield, and CASTER thrusts it forward!
::A barrage of purple essence flings from the surface of the ethereal shield, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal shield simply fades away. <section end=Laethe Judgment (1630) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and the visage of a great owl hovers behind you. A faint ivory light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal dagger!
::A streak of ivory energy flares out from the blade of the ethereal dagger, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal dagger collaspes into ash.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Leya Judgment (1630) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and the haunting sound of a siren fills the air around you. A faint grey light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal conch shell!
::A wave of grey vibrations washes out from the inside of the ethereal conch shell, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal conch shell shimmers briefly then pops like a bubble.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Niima Judgment (1630) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and the image of a broken skull shimmers on your chest before fading away. A faint white light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes on the shape of an ethereal stiletto!
::A simple beam of white energy flares out from the tip of the ethereal stiletto, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal stiletto fades into a shadow before disappearing.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Onar Judgment (1630) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a harmony of sounds surrounds you. A faint yellow light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal flute!
::A trill of delicate, yellow notes drifts out from the end of the ethereal flute, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal flute winks out of existence.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER briefly closes his eyes, and a harmony of sounds surrounds him. A faint yellow light builds up and emanates from CASTER's hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal flute, and CASTER thrusts it forward!
::A trill of delicate, yellow notes drifts out from the end of the ethereal flute, striking TARGET!
:: <section end=Tilamaire Judgment (1630) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a single yellow rose petal falls from above you. A faint tawny light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal chain-wrapped shield!
::A chain of blazing fire whips out from the surface of the ethereal shield, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal shield simply fades away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: CASTER briefly closes his eyes, and a single yellow rose petal falls from above him. A faint tawny light builds up and emanates from CASTER's hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal chain-wrapped shield, and CASTER thrusts it forward!
::A chain of blazing fire whips out from the surface of the ethereal shield, striking TARGET!
:: <section end=Voaris Judgment (1630) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and your form is shrouded with a radiant white surcoat. A faint white light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal shield!
::A surge of white fire blazes from the center of the ethereal shield, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal shield becomes insubstantial and parts with a whisper.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
:: {{addmetext}}
::
:: <section end=Voln Judgment (1630) />

=== Unaligned ===
;Other <section begin=Other Judgment (1630) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}'''
::You briefly close your eyes, and a faint colorful aura washes over you. A faint multihued light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal sphere!
::A blast of multihued plasma flares out from the center of the ethereal sphere, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal sphere vanishes from sight.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}'''
::CASTER briefly closes his eyes, and a faint colorful aura washes over him. A faint multihued light builds up and emanates from CASTER's hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal sphere, and CASTER thrusts it forward!
::A blast of multihued plasma flares out from the center of the ethereal sphere, striking TARGET!
::The ethereal sphere in CASTER's hand vanishes from sight. <section end=Other Judgment (1630) />
{{top}}

== [[Divine Incarnation (1650)]] ==
=== Pantheon of Liabo ===

;Charl <section begin=Charl Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Charl Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' You ask Cholen for his blessing, and mischievous laughter rings in your ears in response. Merry lute music fills the air, building to a quick and rousing crescendo as a spray of golden light envelops you and brightens your eyes.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' A mischievous giggle heralds the eruption of fast-paced lute music. As the melody builds to a quick and rousing crescendo, a spray of golden light envelops CASTER and brightens his eyes.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' Fast-paced lute music fills the air, inspiring you to leap into the fray! You find yourself unusually nimble in movement, leaping into battle with the finesse of the greatest dancers as you strike out with fleet-footed grace!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' Fast-paced lute music fills the air as CASTER leaps into the fray with the finesse of the greatest of dancers, striking out with fleet-footed grace. <section end=Cholen Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' The staccato rhythm of your chant has scarcely left your ears when a sharp clang like the clash of a hammer against an anvil rings through you, and your vision is showered in bronze sparks.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' The staccato rhythm of CASTER'S chant has scarcely left your ears when you feel a concussion ripple through the air, and he is bathed in shower of bronze sparks.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''You feel the influence of Eonak leaving you like the concussion of an anvil strike reverberating through your body, and the bronze sparks accenting your vision fade like dying embers.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''You hear the distinct peal of an anvil strike, and the bronze sparks cloaking CASTER fade like dying embers.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''You beseech your patron for combat prowess as reddish orange radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''CASTER beseeches his patron as reddish orange radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''As your brusque orison to Eonak leaves your lips, you feel a weighty mantle settle over you. The subtle whisper of metal sliding on metal hums in your ears as ephemeral plates of gold illumination scale over your shoulders, chest, and back.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''As CASTER'S brusque orison to Eonak leaves his lips, you hear the subtle whisper of metal sliding on metal as ephemeral plates of gold illumination scale over his shoulders, chest, and back.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''Your voice rings as piercing and true as a hammer strike as you make an impassioned overture to Eonak for his aid. Like metal bathed in the red-hot coals of a forge, heat surges through you as you are spurred into action, the exacting blow of your weapon trained on a TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''CASTER'S voice rings as piercing and true as a hammer strike as he makes an impassioned overture to Eonak for his aid. Like metal bathed in the red-hot coals of a forge, a fiery glow erupts around him as he is spurred into action, each exacting blow of his weapon trained on a TARGET.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''Beating out the syllables of your invocation of Eonak with precision and vehemence, shearing cascades of gold and bronze energy stream off of you in waves that scorch and throw back your enemies. Though you are unaffected, your weapon turns a molten crimson in your hand as you strike your enemies.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}'''CASTER beats out the syllables of his invocation of Eonake with precision and vehemence, and shearing cascades of gold and bronze energy stream off of him in waves that scorch and throw back his enemies. Though CASTER seems unphased, his weapon turns a molten crimson in his hand as he strikes out at his enemies. <section end=Eonak Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' You raise your arms in supplication to Imaera, and she answers you with nature's blessing. A gust of wind carries with it leaves in all of autumn's splendid hues, swirling around you, low to the ground, protectively, as a healing light fills your eyes.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}''' Your glaes bastard sword is suddenly set ablaze with golden brown flames that swirl in a violent vortex around it!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}''' As you focus on the power of nature, a strong wind kicks up the autumn leaves swirling around you, and all manner of sharpened debris along with them. You feel protected as the jagged debris whips around you at a wicked pace!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}''' As you call upon Imaera to smite your enemies, you feel the power of nature heed you, and wicked thorns sprout along the length of your sword. You raise your sword to attack, and the thorns fly free from it, hurtling toward a shambling lurk!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' You turn your mind to Imaera, and she animates you with the primal instincts of nature. A predatory urge fills you as you stalk into the fray. With your senses and reflexes heightened, you unleash havoc upon your enemies!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Imaera Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Jastev Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Kai Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Koar Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Lorminstra Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' You close your eyes, opening your consciousness to the serene wisdom of your Patron, Lumnis. She rewards your reverence, filling your mind with knowledge and your eyes with her light.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' CASTER closes his eyes for a moment. He opens them after a moment, looking out with eyes of blinding silver light.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' With a peal of insight, the five spheres of knowledge reveal themselves to you in all their beautiful symmetries. You feel utterly emboldened, the understanding of generations of sages guiding your every movement as you move in to attack!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' The blinding silver light filling CASTER's eyes explodes with a searing flash! He charges across the plane of battle, emboldened with an almost perfect sense of tactics, his every movement animated by a holy purpose as he attacks! <section end=Lumnis Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' <section end=Oleani Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' Issuing the last syllables of your spell, your vision is momentarily obscured by golden sunspots.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You feel the influence of Phoen leaving you, as your vision is momentarily obscured by golden sunspots.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}''' Your veil iron greatsword is suddenly set ablaze with bright golden flames that swirl in a violent vortex around it!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}''' Concentrating upon the might of Phoen, you beseech him to guard you and feel his warm presence settle upon your shoulders, back, and chest.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}''' Calling upon Phoen to guide your hand, you watch as a radiant golden claidhmore superimposes itself over your greatsword. Raising it high over your head, you bring it down upon a muscular supplicant and release the full might of Phoen upon her.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' You utter a soft prayer to Phoen and feel a familiar confidence suffuse you. Firm and unshakeable, you wield your weapon in a dazzling attack against all that surround you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Phoen Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' Issuing the last syllables of your spell, your vision is momentarily obscured by the image of a star-spangled night sky
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' As CASTER issues the last syllable of her spell, a black nimbus formulates before her and settles over her eyes.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You feel the influence of Ronan leaving you as your vision is momentarily obscured by the image of a star-spangled night sky.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}''' The inky blackness that fills CASTER's eyes slowly fades away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}''' Your black veil iron katana is suddenly set ablaze with night black flames that swirl in a violent vortex around it!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}''' CASTER beseeches her patron as darkness begins to take form, swirling violently around her.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}''' Concentrating upon the might of Ronan, you beseech him to guard you and feel his comforting presence settle within you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}''' A brief look of concentration flits across CASTER's face and is immediately followed by an inky black nimbus, suffused with the glitter of a thousand stars, settling upon her shoulders, chest, and back.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}''' Calling upon Ronan to guide your hand, you watch as an ethereal silver scimitar superimposes itself over your katana. Raising it high over your head, you bring it down upon a human thief and release the full might of Ronan upon him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}''' Superimposed over CASTER's warsword is the image of a silver scimitar. She raises her warsword high overhead and strikes down upon a greater burrow orc with the full might of Ronan.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' You utter a soft prayer to Ronan and feel a familiar lassitude settle over you. Oddly swift and furious, despite the laconic feeling that wreathes you, you wield your weapon in a dazzling attack against all that surround you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' You utter a soft prayer to Ronan and feel a familiar lassitude settle over you. Oddly swift and furious, despite the laconic feeling that wreathes you, you wield your weapon in a dazzling attack against all that surround you.
<section end=Ronan Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' As you attempt to utter the last word of your prayer, you find yourself breathless, and the world around you seems to slow.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' <caster> seems to lose his breath on the last word of his prayer as a gold-sparked blue nimbus alights his eyes and his movements grow more swift.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You feel the influence of Tonis leaving you as you take a deep breath, and the world around you seems to return to its normal speed.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}''' The gold-sparked blue nimbus cast over <caster>'s eyes fades as he takes a deep breath, and his movements become normal.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}''' You beseech your patron for combat prowess as sky blue light begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}''' <caster> beseeches his patron as sky blue light begins to take form, swirling violently around him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}''' Calling on Tonis for his blessing and protection, the air about you warms, and a wan blue glow rises along your shoulders, chest, and back.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}''' As <caster> calls on Tonis for his blessing and protection, the air about him distorts subtly, and a wan blue glow rises along his shoulders, chest, and back.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}''' Entreating Tonis to buffet your attacks, flashing wisps of golden energy twine down your arm and coalesce around your <weapon>. With blinding speed, you unleash a lightning-fast attack upon <target>, the swing of your <weapon> casting a blade of blue force at your enemy.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}''' Incarnate with power from his patron, <caster> attempts to strike you with an influx of divine energy!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' Uttering a hasty prayer to Tonis, you sense an excess of vitality well within you. Charging at your enemies, your every step sparks fire to life underfoot, and you wield your <weapon> with inhuman speed in a flurry of strikes.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' As he utters a hasty prayer to Tonis, <caster>'s form is gilded by a vitalizing golden sheen. <caster> charges at his enemies, his every step sparking fire to life underfoot as he wields his falchion with inhuman speed in a flurry of strikes. <section end=Tonis Divine Incarnation (1650) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Andelas Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Eorgina Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Fash'lo'nae Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Ivas Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Luukos Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' As you surrender yourself to the horrors of Marlu, six barbed tentacles sprout from your back. The glistening black limbs drip caustic grime as they flail and snake, driven by your Lord's awful will.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' A ferocious anger crosses Thresher's face as six barbed tentacles sprout from his back. The glistening black limbs drip caustic grime as they flail and snake, seemingly with a will all their own.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' An inhuman roar echoes through your mind as the tentacles sprouting from you retreat into your back. The agony fades, but an echo of Marlu's dark malevolence lingers in your soul.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}''' You beseech your patron for combat prowess as roiling blackness begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}''' Thresher beseeches his patron as roiling blackness begins to take form, swirling violently around him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}''' As you beg Marlu for his protection, you feel the barbed tentacles sprouting from your back flex in response. The tentacles' suckers secrete a noxious black gas, clouding you in a dark haze.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}''' You call upon the Destroyer to strike, and he hears you, as the tentacles springing from your back huff and spit the foulest of acids. The tentacles follow your weapon as you strike, spewing their noxious brew at a greater burrow orc
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}''' The glistening tentacles sprouting from Thresher's back spring to action as he readies his weapon to strike, moistening themselves with a caustic black acid dripping from their suckers. Thresher strikes at a greater burrow orc, and the tentacles join their master, huffing and spitting their noxious brew alongside him!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' The darkness of Marlu overwhelms you, hurtling you into a pit of endless despair! You are only dimly aware of your body's ferocious combat movements, overwhelmed by the demonic visages swirling around you!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' Invoking the name of Marlu, Thresher leaps to attack! The glistening black tentacles sprouting from his back mirror his every strike as he lashes out at his enemies with preternatural fury!<section end=Marlu Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Mularos Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' Snarling out the last of your spell, a shadow of black rises to enshroud your form, leaving your features obscured by the darkness.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You feel the influence of Sheru leaving you as the black pall enshrouding you begins to melt, pouring down your body to dissipate like smoke against the ground.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}''' You beseech your patron for combat prowess as dark amber radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}''' Invoking Sheru's name to safeguard against harm, you feel a tremor ripple across your shoulders, like the rising of hackles, before it blankets your chest and back.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}''' As you cast your prayers for guidance to Sheru, you are answered by a howl torn from the depths of a nightmare. A pulse of lustrous black light suffuses your sword, and you unleash a violent strike upon a jungle troll chieftain, the wallop of your sword distorting the air.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' As you utter a laconic prayer to Sheru, you are suffused with a ruthlessness beyond comprehension as an ebony shroud settles on you. Your grip on your sword tightens painfully as you strike out at all that surrounds you in a barrage of cold and calculated fury.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Sheru Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=V'tull Divine Incarnation (1650) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' You close your eyes, contemplating the march to death and every living being's place along it. You feel the cold touch of Gosaena as images of the goddess's white feathered wings sprout in your mind.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' As CASTER lowers her eyes in contemplation, a solemn look washes over her. CASTER raises her eyes, a cold determination behind them.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You close your eyes, contemplating the mysteries of what lies beyond life. Visions of your own death touch your mind, the moment itself almost coming into focus before vanishing into nothingness.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}''' CASTER appears less solemn as the cold determination in her eyes fades away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}''' You beseech your patron for combat prowess as dusky silver radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}''' CASTER beseeches her patron as dusky silver radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around her.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}''' You turn your mind to your patron, asking her for deliverance from an untimely death. A cold grey haze seeps from the ground and enshrouds you in its protective embrace.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}''' CASTER bows her head in prayer for a moment, and a cold grey haze seep from the ground in response. The haze enshrouds Piety in its chilly, protective embrace.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}''' You feel the cold touch of Gosaena gift you with the certainty of your enemies' deaths. A cold grey haze materializes around your WEAPON as you raise it to strike TARGET, ready to deliver on the promise of your patron's foresight.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}''' CASTER closes her eyes for a moment, and a cold grey haze materializes around her WEAPON. She raises her WEAPON, her face betraying neither malice nor pity as she strikes. The cold grey haze enshrouding CASTER's WEAPON lashes out at TARGET!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' You raise your arm into the air as a sliver of light engulfs your hand, forming the curve of a sickle. As a sense of perfect foresight touches your mind, you stride into battle, slicing down sharply as you anticipate your opponent's every move, ready to render Gosaena's final judgement.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' CASTER raises her arm into the air as a sliver of light engulfs her hand, forming the curve of a sickle. She slices her arm down sharply with a supernatural confidence, her every move gifted with an almost perfect sense of foresight.<section end=Gosaena Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' Giggling the last syllables of your spell, your vision is momentarily obscured by a silver nimbus that is reminiscent of moonlight through leaves.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' As Kaight giggles the last syllable of his spell, a silver nimbus that is reminiscent of moonlight through leaves formulates before him and settles over his eyes.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You feel the influence of Zeila leaving you as your vision is momentarily obscured by bands of moonlight.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}''' The silvery moonlight that fills Kaight's eyes slowly fades away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}''' You beseech your patron for combat prowess as silver radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}''' Kaight beseeches his patron as silver radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}''' Concentrating upon the release of Zelia, you beseech her to guard you and feel her chaotic presence beat restlessly upon your shoulders, back, and chest.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}''' A brief look of wild exhilaration flits across Kaight's face and is immediately followed by a chaotic silver nimbus that beats restlessly upon his shoulders, chest, and back.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}''' Calling upon Zelia to guide your hand, you watch as a silver chakram superimposes itself over your no-dachi. Raising it high over your head, you bring it down upon a massive black boar and release the full chaos of Zelia upon him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}''' Superimposed over Kaight's no-dachi is the image of a silver chakram. He raises his no-dachi high overhead and strikes down upon a massive black boar, releasing the full chaos of Zelia upon him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' You utter a random disjointed prayer to Zelia and feel a familiar giddiness overtake you. Malleable and fickle, you wield your weapon in an erratic attack against all that surround you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' Uttering a random, disjointed prayer to Zelia, Kaight is suddenly bathed in pale moonlight and laughter. Kaight becomes a blur of motion, the movements blinding, like flashes of moonlight slipping through leaves, as he strikes out at his foes with divine fervor.<section end=Zelia Divine Incarnation (1650) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Aeia Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Amasalen Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Kuon Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' As the last of your spell slips from your tongue, the sensation of thousands of crawling feet blankets your skin, and your vision fractures into eight distinct panes.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' As the last of his spell slips from his tongue, CASTER twitches involuntarily for a moment as tiny arachnid shapes rise beneath his visible skin and crawl upward.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You offer humble thanks to Arachne as you feel the last of her power depart, and when the last few spiders crawl from your lips, you shake your head to dislodge them.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}''' CASTER murmurs quiet thanks, and a few tiny spiders crawl from his lips only to be dislodged by the shaking of his head.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' The fervent words of prayer you utter are soon lost beneath the sound of a thousand skittering legs, and you turn an impassive stare at a striped gak before you launch into your attack with the agility and prowess of a fighter far more skilled. As you bring your weapon to bear in a series masterful strikes, swarms of black widow spiders engulf its form.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' The fervent words of CASTER's prayer are soon lost beneath the sound of a thousand skittering legs, and he turns an impassive stare at a striped gak before he launches into an attack with superior agility and prowess. As he brings his weapon to bear in a series of masterful strikes, swarms of black widow spiders engulf its form. <section end=Arachne Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Ghezresh Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' Your vision is overcome by a great and endless desert. Though survival is impossible here, a promise of vengeance feeds you, quenches you, drives you. The vision clears, but the thirst for blood remains.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' XXX's eyes appear to lose focus for a moment as she gazes into the distance. A bloody eight-pointed star digs itself into her forehead as if cut there by some invisible dagger, and a grim determination settles upon her visage.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You sense yourself in the desert once more, your every sense heightened by the desperate drive to live another day. You feel the power of The Huntress wane, and your vision of the desert dissipates, but the feeling remains.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}''' As XXX gazes into the distance, the bloody eight-pointed star disappears from her forehead, stroke by stroke, as if un-carved by an invisible dagger.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}''' You beseech your patron for combat prowess as faintly silver glow begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}''' XXX beseeches her patron as faintly silver glow begins to take form, swirling violently around her.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}''' Your vision is overcome by a cave littered with the broken bodies of spiders. You take their limbs and drink of them, invigorated by their venomous entrails. A bloody haze enshrouds you, protecting you from your enemies.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}''' XXX's limbs tense as the sound of chittering can be heard in the distance. A blood red haze materializes to enshroud Svantai, protecting her from her enemies.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}''' You supplicate the Huntress to guide your weapon well. She responds by enshrouding your skull-crusher in a blood red haze, its tendrils licking the air violently, ready to slash at a black forest viper as you raise it to strike!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}''' XXX dictates a spiteful prayer, and a blood red haze enshrouds her skull-crusher in response, its tendrils licking the air violently, ready to slash at a black forest viper as she raises it to strike!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' A predatory instinct infuses you as you look upon your enemies. You thirst for their blood, and the Huntress hears your call. As you begin to attack, you feel her power guide your every strike and riposte, inspired by her quest for endless vengeance!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' XXX adopts a predatory posture as she looks upon her enemies. She begins to attack, her every strike and riposte inspired by a dark and holy power!<section end=The Huntress Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' The last syllables of your spell are stolen from your lips by an errant breeze, and light, airy jubilance takes root in your chest.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' The last syllables of CASTER's spell are stolen from his lips by an errant breeze, and his eyes light with an airy jubilance as a pair of ephemeral wings form upon his back.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You feel the influence of Jaston leaving you as gentle zephyrs buffet you and leave you with an unburdened heart.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}''' Gentle zephyrs buffet CASTER, stirring fingers through the ephemeral wings on his back until they disperse in tendrils of white light and his eyes return to normal.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''You beseech your patron for combat prowess as pure white radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''CASTER beseeches his patron as pure white radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''With a voice as gentle and warm as a southern wind, you beseech Jaston for his care and protection. In answer, tight currents of air swirl over your shoulders and course over your back and chest.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''As CASTER offers prayers in a voice as gentle and warm as a southern wind, tight currents of air swirl over his shoulders and course over his back and chest in an ever-shifting white haze.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''Summoning the favor of Jaston, a narrow cyclone whirls down your arm to engulf your weapon. As if carried on cushions of air, your steps are swift and light as you strike at TARGET, and he is lashed by the near-invisible whips of the cyclone.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''A narrow cyclone whirls down CASTER's arm to engulf his weapon, and when he moves, his steps are as swift and light as if carried on cushions of air. When he strikes at TARGET, he is lashed by the near-invisible whips of the cyclone.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''Calling to Jaston for aid, you find yourself entwined in a brilliant green whirlwind fraught with white feathers. Buffeted by the breezes, you wield your weapon as if it were an extension of your body as you lash out at your foes, every strike leaving behind a small cyclone of loose feathers.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}'''As CASTER calls to Jaston for aid, he is entwined in a brilliant green whirlwind fraught with white feathers. Buffeted by the breezes, he wields his weapon as if it were an extension of his body as he lashes out at his foes, every strike leaving behind a small cyclone of loose feathers. <section end=Jaston Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Kuon Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}'''Issuing the last syllables of your spell, your vision is momentarily obscured by rose petals haloed in purple mist.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''As CASTER issues the last syllable of her spell, a purple nimbus formulates before her and settles over her eyes, filling them with the image of rose petals.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''You feel the influence of Laethe leaving you as your vision is momentarily obscured by a cascade of black rose petals that tumble to the ground before disappearing.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''The purple nimbus that fills CASTER's eyes with the image of rose petals slowly fades away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''You beseech your patron for combat prowess as deep violet radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''CASTER beseeches her patron as deep violet radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around her.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''Concentrating upon the sorrowful compassion of Laethe, you beseech him to guard you and feel his comforting presence settle upon your shoulders, back, and chest.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''A brief look of sorrow flits across CASTER's face and is immediately followed by a dark purple nimbus, suffused with ebon rose petals, settling upon her shoulders, chest, and back.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''Calling upon Leathe to aid you in issuing a swift, compassionate end, you watch as an ethereal black rose superimposes itself over your weapon. Raising it high over your head, you wave it at TARGET and release the full sorrow of Laethe upon him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''Superimposed over CASTER's weapon is the image of an ethereal black rose. She raises her weapon high overhead and waves it at TARGET, unleashing the full weight of Laethe's sorrow upon him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''You utter a soft prayer to Laethe and feel a familiar sorrow settle over you. Oddly swift and graceful, despite the deep melancholy that fills you, you wield your weapon in a fluid attack against all that surround you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}'''Uttering a soft prayer to Laethe, CASTER is suddenly surrounded by a purple, fiery nimbus. CASTER becomes a blur of motion, the movements swift and fluid, as she strikes out at her opponents with divine fervor. <section end=Laethe Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' With reverent fervor, the last syllables of your spell leave you in a hush, and your vision shifts to a field of azure. <br> The scent of sweet trillium wafts about you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' As the last syllables leave Person in a reverent hush, her eyes cloud over with azure, and the scent of sweet trillium fills the air.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You feel the influence of Leya leaving you as your field of vision clears and the azure haze is swept away as if by a breeze.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}''' Slowly, the azure haze in Person's eyes fades to nothingness.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}''' You beseech your patron for combat prowess as deep blue radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}''' Person beseeches her patron as deep blue radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around her.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}''' Channeling the righteous passion of the Amazon, you entreat her blessing and feel the mantle ofher strength drape across your shoulders, back, and chest.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}''' The azure mantle surrounding Person suddenly disappears.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}''' You direct your devotions inward, entreating Leya to lend you her strength and mercy. A tremor thrums along your arm as a silver dagger is superimposed over your falchion, and you thrust it toward a dwarven brigand with the command of the Amazon's prowess at your disposal.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}''' Person takes a deep breath, and a certain stillness seems to settle over her as a subtle silver sheen races along her arm to manifest as a dagger superimposed over her falchion. She lunges at a dwarven brigand with a martial prowess likened only to that of Leya.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' Your breath catches on the words of your prayer, and you silently mouth each syllable as tendrils of silver begin to twine down your arm. The energy coalesces in your hand as a sharp dagger, and with all the martial prowess of a master combatant, your strikes are possessed of the strength that comes with such confidence.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' Person lips move over a silent prayer, and tendrils of silver begin to twine down her arm, coalescing in her hand as a sharp dagger. With the martial prowess of a master combatant, her strikes are possessed of the strength that comes with such confidence. <section end=Leya Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Niima Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' <section end=Onar Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' A beautiful melody swells within you as you sense your Patron, Tilamaire, smile upon your labors. The song within strums the strings of your mind, inspiring you with exuberant purpose.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' As CASTER smiles at the sky, a beautiful melody swells into existence. He now moves with an exuberant purpose, in perfect harmony with the inspiring tune.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' An infectious fife joins the melody surrounding you, inspiring you to great feats! You dash into combat with incredible finesse, your every riposte in harmony with the divine music!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' An infectious fife joins the melody surrounding CASTER, inspiring his every movement! CASTER dashes into combat with incredible finesse, his every riposte in harmony with the music surrounding him! <section end=Tilamaire Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' You call upon Voaris for his blessing, and a bright gold light begins to emanate from your chest. You feel a burning passion building within you that cannot be tamed. You feel empowered to share this passion, prepared to break any chains that might seek to restrain you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' CASTER speaks the name of Voaris as he casts his gaze into the heavens. A gold light glows within CASTER's chest in response, growing until it burns brightly with holy purpose!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You sense Voaris look upon you, filling your heart with a tremendous sense of gratitude. The burning gold light bursting from your chest fades from existence, but the love of your patron remains in your heart.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}''' A tremendous sense of satisfaction fills CASTER's face as the burning gold light bursting from his chest fades from existence.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' With love on your side, you feel emboldened to take on one and all! You leap into the fray, your heart swelling, as you launch into a series of fluid and inspired attacks!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' The burning gold light bursting from CASTER's chest grows in intensity as he leaps into the fray, launching into a series of fluid and inspired attacks! <section end=Voaris Divine Incarnation (1650) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}''' Precisely murmuring the last syllables of your spell, your vision is momentarily obscured by twin orbs of black and white that swirl about you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}''' As Teveriel precisely murmurs the last syllable of his spell, twin orbs of white and black settle over his eyes.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}''' You feel the influence of Voln leaving you as your vision is momentarily obscured by twin orbs of black and white that fuse into a single shield.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}''' The twin orbs of black and white that reside within Teveriel's face slowly fade away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}''' You beseech your patron for combat prowess as black-streaked white radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}''' Teveriel beseeches his patron as black-streaked white radiance begins to take form, swirling violently around him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}''' Concentrating upon the martial prowess of Voln, you beseech him to guard you and feel the solid, reassuring presence of the Paladin as he rests his hand upon first your shoulders, then your back, and lastly your chest.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}''' A brief look of determination travels across Teveriel's face and is immediately followed by a white-veined ebon nimbus settling over his shoulders, chest, and back.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}''' Calling upon the martial might of Voln to guide your hand, you watch as an ebon longsword wreathed in brilliant white flames superimposes itself over your warblade. Raising it high over your head, you thrust it in a sweeping arc at a shrickhen and sear him with holy fire.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}''' Superimposed over Teveriel's warblade is the image of an ebon longsword wreathed in brilliant white flames. He raises his warblade high overhead, then trusts it in a sweeping arc at a shrickhen and sears it with holy fire
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}''' You utter a short, martial prayer to Voln and feel a familiar stoic efficiency sweep over you. Determined and uplifted, you wield your weapon in a fiery, brilliant white arc at all that surround you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}''' Uttering a short, martial prayer to Voln, Teveriel is suddenly encircled by a brilliant white nimbus. Teveriel becomes a blur of motion, the movements determined and firm, as he strikes out at his enemies with divine fervor.<section end=Voln Divine Incarnation (1650) />

=== Unaligned ===
;Other <section begin=Other Divine Incarnation (1650) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 1p]}}'''You utter a pious prayer, and grey luminescence suddenly forms around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Cast 3p]}}'''CASTER utters a pious prayer and is suddenly surrounded by a grey luminescence.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 1p]}}'''The grey luminescence surrounding you slowly fades away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Expiration 3p]}}'''The grey luminescence surrounding CASTER slowly fades away.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 1p]}}'''You beseech your patron for combat prowess as grey luminescence begins to take form, swirling violently around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Zeal 3p]}}'''CASTER beseeches his patron as grey luminescence begins to take form, swirling violently around him.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 1p]}}'''As you petition your patron for aid, a grey luminescence suddenly appears, wrapping itself slowly around you.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Armor 3p]}}'''A grey luminescence suddenly appears, wrapping itself slowly around CASTER.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 1p]}}'''Calling upon your patron to guide your attack, you watch as a grey luminescence wraps around your weapon. Gripping your weapon tighly, you attack a large ogre, sending the grey luminesence flying towards it!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Smite 3p]}}'''CASTER tightens his grip on his weapon as he attacks TARGET, sending the grey luminesence flying towards it!
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 1p]}}'''The grey luminesence surrounding you begins to swirl violently as your patron's presence builds within you. Your mind goes blank as the grey luminesence fills your eyes. Overwhelmed by the you divine entity, you succumb to its bidding and unleash a flurry of attacks.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[Onslaught 3p]}}'''The grey luminesence surrounding CASTER begins to swirl violently as it fills his eyes. Seemingly possessed by a divine entity, he suddenly unleashes a flurry of attacks! <section end=Other Divine Incarnation (1650) />
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== [[Guard the Meek (1913)]] ==
=== Pantheon of Liabo ===
;Charl <section begin=Charl Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you thrust your WEAPON upward, a soft sea blue pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over you and those nearby.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' As <caster> thrusts a clenched fist upward, a soft sea blue pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over <caster> and those nearby. <section end=Charl Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Cholen <section begin=Cholen Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Cholen Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Eonak <section begin=Eonak Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Eonak Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Imaera <section begin=Imaera Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Imaera Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Jastev <section begin=Jastev Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Jastev Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Kai <section begin=Kai Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Kai Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Koar <section begin=Koar Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Koar Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Lorminstra <section begin=Lorminstra Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Lorminstra Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Lumnis <section begin=Lumnis Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Lumnis Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Oleani <section begin=Oleani Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Oleani Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Phoen <section begin=Phoen Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you thrust your WEAPON toward the heavens, a soft bright golden pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over you and those nearby.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' As CASTER thrusts a WEAPON toward the heavens, a soft bright golden pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over CASTER and those nearby. <section end=Phoen Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Ronan <section begin=Ronan Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' As CASTER thrusts her WEAPON toward the heavens, a soft night black pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over herself and those nearby. <section end=Ronan Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Tonis <section begin=Tonis Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you thrust your clenched fist upward, a soft golden pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over you and those nearby
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' As <caster> thrusts a clenched fist upward, a soft golden pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over <caster> and those nearby. <section end=Tonis Guard the Meek (1913) />

=== Pantheon of Lornon ===

;Andelas <section begin=Andelas Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Andelas Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Eorgina <section begin=Eorgina Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Eorgina Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Fash'lo'nae <section begin=Fash'lo'nae Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Fash'lo'nae Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Ivas <section begin=Ivas Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Ivas Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Luukos <section begin=Luukos Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Luukos Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Marlu <section begin=Marlu Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you thrust your clenched fist upward, a soft flat black pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over you and those nearby.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Marlu Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Mularos <section begin=Mularos Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Mularos Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Sheru <section begin=Sheru Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Sheru Guard the Meek (1913) />

;V'tull <section begin=V'tull Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=V'tull Guard the Meek (1913) />

=== Pantheon of Neutrality ===

;Gosaena <section begin=Gosaena Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Gosaena Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Zelia <section begin=Zelia Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Zelia Guard the Meek (1913) />

=== Lesser Spirits ===

;Aeia <section begin=Aeia Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Aeia Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Amasalen <section begin=Amasalen Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Amasalen Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Arachne <section begin=Arachne Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Arachne Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Ghezresh <section begin=Ghezresh Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Ghezresh Guard the Meek (1913) />

;The Huntress <section begin=The Huntress Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=The Huntress Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Jaston <section begin=Jaston Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Jaston Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Kuon <section begin=Kuon Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you thrust your clenched fist upward, a soft gold pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over you and those nearby.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' As CASTER thrusts a clenched fist upward, a soft gold pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over CASTER and those nearby. <section end=Kuon Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Laethe <section begin=Laethe Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you thrust your clenched fist toward the heavens, a soft black pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over you and those nearby.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' As CASTER thrusts a clenched fist toward the heavens, a soft black pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over CASTER and those nearby. <section end=Laethe Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Leya <section begin=Leya Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you thrust your clenched fist toward the heavens, a soft ivory white pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over you and those nearby.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Leya Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Niima <section begin=Niima Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Niima Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Onar <section begin=Onar Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you thrust your clenched fist toward the heavens, a soft bone white pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over you and those nearby.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Onar Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Tilamaire <section begin=Tilamaire Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Tilamaire Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Voaris <section begin=Voaris Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you thrust your clenched fist upward, a soft golden pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over you and those nearby.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' As CASTER thrusts her clenched fist upward, a soft golden pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over CASTER and those nearby. <section end=Voaris Guard the Meek (1913) />

;Voln <section begin=Voln Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' {{addmetext}}
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' <section end=Voln Guard the Meek (1913) />

=== Unaligned ===
;Other <section begin=Other Guard the Meek (1913) />
:'''{{Smallcaps|[1p]}}''' As you thrust your clenched fist toward the heavens, a soft grey pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over you and those nearby.
:'''{{Smallcaps|[3p]}}''' As PALADIN thrusts a clenched fist toward the heavens, a soft grey pulse of pure spiritual energy rises from its apex, washing over PALADIN and those nearby. <section end=Other Guard the Meek (1913) />
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[[Category:Arkati]]
[[Category:Cleric]]
[[Category:Paladin]]

Gilded Talon Consortium

2023-02-01T18:29:13Z

GREATFALLS: updated for 2023, added events

[[image:gtcfounders.png|500px|thumb|right|Left to right: Founders Uniana, Aureliano, and Teveriel meet to formalize plans for the organization of the Gilded Talon Consortium, 5122<br> Artist: [https://www.deviantart.com/sonya100years Sonya100years]]]

==Mission Statement==

The Gilded Talon Consortium supports legal and safe sailing and trade by its presence in the Sea of Mists adjacent to [[Ta'Vaalor]]. An independent organization not officially sanctioned on behalf of the crown, the Consortium nevertheless seeks to exemplify the noble spirit of House Vaalor in all of its dealings by keeping their operations entirely blameless.

===History===

The Gilded Talon Consortium was born from a proposal made by Aureliano Tiberius to Lady Uniana and Lord Teveriel Anduin shortly after the announcement of a new harbor being built east of the City of Swords.

===Insignia===
a crimson-flanked square of ebon centered by a gilded talon

[[image:talon5.png|250px|thumb|The flag of the Gilded Talon Consortium, designed and rendered by the Gilded Talon Consortium.]]

==Locations==

TBD

==Membership==

===Members===
''Disclaimer: As of right now, this is a list of interested parties who will be given priority once MHO applications open. They will undergo the same application process as future prospective members.''

*Gwynek - Captain of The Fancy Fuchsia Zombie
*[[Arianiss (prime) | Arianiss]] - Captain of The Battered Sage Drake
*Mex - Captain of The Zealous Ivory Voyager
*Dezter - Captain of The Lazy Blue Capybara
*Aphaedra - Captain of The Frightful Sanguine Kraken
*Orssus - Cannoneer Extraordinaire
*Laermeluion
*Anarquendi
*Vyctus Scio - Captain of The Gleaming Grey Dragon
*[[Esana (prime) | Esana Ilynov ]]
*Velien

===Leadership===

*Chairperson: [[Aureliano (prime) | Aureliano Tiberius]]
*Chairperson: [[Uniana (prime) | Uniana Anduin]]
*Chairperson: [[Teveriel (prime) | Teveriel Anduin]]

===Enlistment===

The Consortium is currently enlisting any of sound body and mind who have an interest in maritime trade and/or defense. Prospective members must be in good standing with the city-state of Ta'Vaalor and sovereign territories.

===Meetings===

Meetings will be held as necessary on a basis to be determined as our membership grows.

==Events==

===Upcoming===

TBA

===Previous===
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! Notes
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|01/22/2023
|Patrolling the Sea of Mists
|Keeping the trade ways clear of pirates.
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<div class="mw-customtoggle-2022" style="overflow:auto;color:#0000FF">2022</div>
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|-
|12/28/2022
|Patrolling the Sea of Mists
|Keeping the trade ways clear of pirates.
|-
|07/31/2022
|Nautical Trivia
|Winner: Perigourd Runner-Up: Missoni
|}<section end=previous />
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[[Category: Meeting Hall Organizations]]

2022-12-15T03:59:39Z

GREATFALLS: Created page with "''The following is player-created lore based on a shared idea between the players of Elaejia, Daevian and Uniana. It has manifested into an event that teaches characters how t..."

''The following is player-created lore based on a shared idea between the players of Elaejia, Daevian and Uniana. It has manifested into an event that teaches characters how to knit while providing supplies.''

'''Socks for Soldiers or Socks for Solstice'''

While there are some varying accounts on some of the specifics of this tradition there are some firm facts which we can trace back to a controversy during the reign of King Aradhuin. Under centuries of peace and relative prosperity, the Vaalorians ranks were fuller than ever and thanks to an effective campaign against Viscious Ether led by Master Legionnaire Obvellia Urnseth Vaalor, legionnaires we're enthusiastically renewing their contracts and staying much longer than their required hundred years.

The Lady of the Exchequer at the time made the recommendations to reduce the spending of the army and one of the more hilarious controversies to arise was the removal of standard issue socks.

Vaalorian Legion socks were produced much like the rest of the [[Crimson Legion]] uniforms, right here in the Vaalorian City-State. The government tenants large acreage to farmers in an effort to subsidize the wool for their own usage. The best wool and fleeces are harvested just at the beginning of summer and the farmers can sell them strictly for profit to artisan tailors whereas the rest of the supply is stored until winter.

During the winter months the wool is transported to a large processing facility under the Fortress. Cleaning wool can be a tedious process to ensure it doesn't become felted. It is boiled gently three times before being hung to dry. The huge boiling vats are connected to a pipe system which helps to heat the Guardian Keep throughout the colder months. Another opportunity the Vaalorians have capitalized on to demonstrate their efficiency and ingenuity in supporting the largest force on Elanthia.

Documents at the time state that the arguments against standard issue socks was that they were the most disposable part of the uniform. Marching soldiers could go through a handful of pairs within weeks. Moreso the socks, since they could not be seen, we're often a method of individual preference. The height, the desire to wear two pairs at once or to wear them until threadbare. In part of a larger reduction of costs decree, Sovereign Aradhuin signed into effect that socks would be the responsibility of the individual legionnaire to provide going forward but there was a small compensation in their pay to sign the adoption of this measure was not intended to create undue burden on the legionnaire.

It was that following Solstice that one High Legionnaire had their troupe begin the tradition. One rumor suggests that they were in the middle of a campaign, up near the Loenthran border chasing raiders who had anchored to get away from the tumultuous ocean. Everything was going wrong and the High Legionnaire would wryly joke, "at least we have an endlessly supply of fresh clean socks." When the soldiers wrote home they all asked for homemade socks and during the evening of Solstice presented them to the High Legionnaire to howls of amusement and it greatly succeeded in healing the morale.

The story swiftly spread throughout the Legion and the next year bandons far and near would receive socks from home, made with care and revel in garishness, the simplicity of the feel of new warm socks and the desire of those back home to eagerly offer comfort and joy during the darkest time of the year.

Talk:Animalistic Spirit

2022-11-27T19:14:31Z

GREATFALLS: /* Requests */

I've removed flare messaging that was outdated <del>either improperly collated or previously buggy -- all the ones first included on this page used "stampede" but that's not the default for these animal types</del>. Personally confirmed that rodent and lion stock are correctly horde and pride, respectively. [[User:PRICKLIES|PRICKLIES]] ([[User talk:PRICKLIES|talk]])

I am slowly moving the weapon-specific and shield-specific information over to their respective pages and will be adding more to the armor page as well. This is in progress. [[User:MOD-GSMOTTE|MOD-GSMOTTE]] ([[User talk:MOD-GSMOTTE|talk]]) 15:48, 21 March 2021 (CDT)

==Requests==
Requesting "caligos eagle" to predatory avians, please. The Imaera EG bracelet uses one and it would be neat to match. [[User:HIRAETH|HIRAETH]] ([[User talk:HIRAETH|talk]]) 14:52, 21 August 2022 (CDT)

Requesting "dire wolf" to be added to the canine Animalistic Spirit group and "sabretooth tiger" to the large feline group! They exist in game in the Red Forest and Pinefar regions. [[User:HATESHI|HATESHI]] ([[User talk:HATESHI|talk]]) 21:33, 28 January 2022 (CST)
:Requesting "shan" to be added to the canine Animalistic Spirit group (though I guess they're technically bipedal...)! For REASONS THAT ARE HOPEFULLY OBVIOUS. [[User:HATESHI|HATESHI]] ([[User talk:HATESHI|talk]]) 14:22, 23 May 2022 (CDT)
::One more from me that I'd like to add onto one of my AS items for a canine: hunting hound (preferred), or at very least hound. [[User:HATESHI|HATESHI]] ([[User talk:HATESHI|talk]]) 14:46, 8 October 2022 (CDT)

Insects<br>
Turtles<br>
Snapping turtle<br>
Jellyfish<br>
Aardvark<br>
Sloth<br>
Slug<br>
Wombat<br>
Ibex<br>
Kingfisher<br>
Scorpion<br>
Lobsters<br>
Roltons<br>
Valravn<br>
Dragon-eel<br>
Doe<br>
Unicorn<br>
Butterflies<br>
Warfly<br>
Scarab<br>
Paeline goat<br>
Viscacha<br>
Wyrm<br>
[[User:WOMBATSANDERS|WOMBATSANDERS]] ([[User talk:WOMBATSANDERS|talk]]) 12:01, 3 September 2022 (CDT)

Added another name to this list.[[User:WBURKE1|WBURKE1]] ([[User talk:WBURKE1|talk]])

Requesting teadragon to be added to the lizard family. Official lore: [[Erithi_teadragon]] [[User:GREATFALLS|GREATFALLS]] ([[User talk:GREATFALLS|talk]]) 13:14, 27 November 2022 (CST)