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<blockquote data-quote="skotothalamos" data-source="post: 6667381" data-attributes="member: 83398"><p><strong>Want You Gone</strong></p><p></p><p>The constables took a ship to near the Island of Odiem. They lowered a rowboat to get near the island, hoping to get a sense for where the memories would begin and how many there would be. As soon as they drew close, however, the memory swept them in and they had no choice but to follow.</p><p></p><p>Cazara, Oksana, and Alienor, who managed to stay apart from the memory, noticed immediately that something strange was happening. It seemed as though another magical effect pushed in on the area of the arc’s influence, surrounding a dwarf woman - not part of Kasvarina’s memory - who approached them. She wore Clergy robes, and introduced herself as Serafima. She said that the divinations were correct, that she was here to meet with us, and follow us through Kasvarina’s memory, that she might silence the area when the Sacrament of Apotheosis is described. </p><p></p><p>The lucid constables were not convinced, but the memory was moving on without them. They watched the intruder carefully as they descended once again into the Crypt.</p><p></p><p>When the Constables reached the room in which they defeated the mad Godhand, they noticed three statues that were not there when they last visited the crypt. They noticed too that these were not part of Kasvarina’s memory. Cazara pointed them out to Oksana, who performed an object reading ritual to determine their origin. She saw three Pemberton duplicants instructed to enter the vault and turning stony and still as they waited. The statues were then summarily marched to another room at Oksana’s urging, and the lucid constables turned back to the memory.</p><p></p><p>There they found Kasvarina and Miller standing before the Ashima-Shimtu and her pool. They were discussing whether they could just swim out through the well when the suspended demon stirred, shaking her chains, tensing with pain. </p><p></p><p>Miller started reading the inscriptions on the walls, relaying the story of the demonocracy: how Ashima-Shimtu betrayed them to save herself, how she was imprisoned here when she would not relinquish her greatest secret. Kasvarina wondered if she might have knowledge that could assist in the war. When Miller didn’t stop her, she drew the hook from Ashima-Shimtu’s lips.</p><p></p><p>The Demon spoke: “For the first time in centuries, Ashima-Shimtu can speak. She is pleased by this change, and welcomes those who come to seek knowledge. Her wish may be the same as her fellow prisoners – to bring down the vile Clergy – but the Lady of the Forked Tongue does not so casually risk the deception of strangers. Already her voice grows tired from disuse, and so she would ask her visitors to share their tale.” </p><p></p><p>Miller and Kasvarina spoke with the demon for a time, sharing their story as she shared hers. She told them how the Demonocracy used the Sacrament of Apotheosis in war, and how she gave it to Triegenes with hopes that he would make a better world. The holy man used it only once, when he had no other option, and never shared it with his followers. When Triegenes died his followers demanded to know the secret. Since then Ashima-Shimtu had hung there, meditating on the nature of evil. </p><p></p><p>With new knowledge of the Holy War between the Clergy and the Eladrin, she was willing to share the ritual again. She recommended that the pair return to the entrance of the Crypt and give details of the ritual in return for their freedom. Once the Clergy knew the rite they would bring out their God of War, she reasoned, and the Eladrin would know the secret to its defeat; the God brought forth would be invulnerable only if its attacker does not know its true name. To kill the Clergy god of war, she said, would kill the motivation to make war.</p><p></p><p>As Ashima-Shimtu was poised to begin her instruction, Serafima bustled to cast a silence over the room. She spoke a series of pseudo-thaumaturgical gibberish phrases that fooled no one, and earned her a bullet from Alienor’s gun before she blipped out of seeing. </p><p></p><p>Ashima-Shimtu delivered her great secret to a rapt audience in memory while bullets and ice ricocheted around the cave. Alienor did her best to find the invisible dwarf with the Third Sword of Srasama, but the sword registered no women but the constables and Ashima-Shimtu. Most of the constables got hit with a stunning effect which effects prevented the bulk of the party from remembering what they had witnessed of these events, but it did not take everyone. When Ashima Shimtu finished her recitation, an icy simulacrum appeared and said: “I am Grandis Komanov, bringer of this world’s icy end, and you have given me the greatest weapon I could ever have.” </p><p></p><p>When the memory faded, the present-day Ashima-Shimtu turned to the party and said: “The prisoner of the Clergy remembers what horrors were wrought by her attempt to escape. She has accepted her punishment, and asks no others repeat her folly. She says this with no malice, only contrition.” She allowed the constables to teleport from her pool to their ship bound for Vendricce. </p><p></p><p></p><p>The details of the Sacrament as heard by Xambria Meredith are here transcribed and magically ciphered to be read on a top-secret need-to-know basis:</p><p></p><p>The ritual must be centered on an individual who represents the god or idea that is being invoked, and the power that person gains depends on how many followers that god or idea has, and how fervent. In addition to some archaic chants that take an hour, the ritual performers must sacrifice a lion, an eagle, a whale, and a dragon, then use their blood to adorn the subject with the name of the god or idea. Finally, the target must drink a cup of blood from a believer and recite the mantra, “Before I was nothing but words. Now I am all that is believed. I am faith made flesh. I am flesh made a god.” </p><p></p><p>The subject will rapidly transform into a physical incarnation, maintaining that form for a day. He’ll gain unrivaled strength and resistance to injury, but anyone who knows the name of the actual person within the incarnation will be able to harm it as easily as they would a normal person. Also, once the effect ends, the subject is severely weakened for days or weeks. Finally, if the incarnation dies, a backlash will strike the believers. How severe a backlash is relative to the intensity of their belief.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="skotothalamos, post: 6667381, member: 83398"] [b]Want You Gone[/b] The constables took a ship to near the Island of Odiem. They lowered a rowboat to get near the island, hoping to get a sense for where the memories would begin and how many there would be. As soon as they drew close, however, the memory swept them in and they had no choice but to follow. Cazara, Oksana, and Alienor, who managed to stay apart from the memory, noticed immediately that something strange was happening. It seemed as though another magical effect pushed in on the area of the arc’s influence, surrounding a dwarf woman - not part of Kasvarina’s memory - who approached them. She wore Clergy robes, and introduced herself as Serafima. She said that the divinations were correct, that she was here to meet with us, and follow us through Kasvarina’s memory, that she might silence the area when the Sacrament of Apotheosis is described. The lucid constables were not convinced, but the memory was moving on without them. They watched the intruder carefully as they descended once again into the Crypt. When the Constables reached the room in which they defeated the mad Godhand, they noticed three statues that were not there when they last visited the crypt. They noticed too that these were not part of Kasvarina’s memory. Cazara pointed them out to Oksana, who performed an object reading ritual to determine their origin. She saw three Pemberton duplicants instructed to enter the vault and turning stony and still as they waited. The statues were then summarily marched to another room at Oksana’s urging, and the lucid constables turned back to the memory. There they found Kasvarina and Miller standing before the Ashima-Shimtu and her pool. They were discussing whether they could just swim out through the well when the suspended demon stirred, shaking her chains, tensing with pain. Miller started reading the inscriptions on the walls, relaying the story of the demonocracy: how Ashima-Shimtu betrayed them to save herself, how she was imprisoned here when she would not relinquish her greatest secret. Kasvarina wondered if she might have knowledge that could assist in the war. When Miller didn’t stop her, she drew the hook from Ashima-Shimtu’s lips. The Demon spoke: “For the first time in centuries, Ashima-Shimtu can speak. She is pleased by this change, and welcomes those who come to seek knowledge. Her wish may be the same as her fellow prisoners – to bring down the vile Clergy – but the Lady of the Forked Tongue does not so casually risk the deception of strangers. Already her voice grows tired from disuse, and so she would ask her visitors to share their tale.” Miller and Kasvarina spoke with the demon for a time, sharing their story as she shared hers. She told them how the Demonocracy used the Sacrament of Apotheosis in war, and how she gave it to Triegenes with hopes that he would make a better world. The holy man used it only once, when he had no other option, and never shared it with his followers. When Triegenes died his followers demanded to know the secret. Since then Ashima-Shimtu had hung there, meditating on the nature of evil. With new knowledge of the Holy War between the Clergy and the Eladrin, she was willing to share the ritual again. She recommended that the pair return to the entrance of the Crypt and give details of the ritual in return for their freedom. Once the Clergy knew the rite they would bring out their God of War, she reasoned, and the Eladrin would know the secret to its defeat; the God brought forth would be invulnerable only if its attacker does not know its true name. To kill the Clergy god of war, she said, would kill the motivation to make war. As Ashima-Shimtu was poised to begin her instruction, Serafima bustled to cast a silence over the room. She spoke a series of pseudo-thaumaturgical gibberish phrases that fooled no one, and earned her a bullet from Alienor’s gun before she blipped out of seeing. Ashima-Shimtu delivered her great secret to a rapt audience in memory while bullets and ice ricocheted around the cave. Alienor did her best to find the invisible dwarf with the Third Sword of Srasama, but the sword registered no women but the constables and Ashima-Shimtu. Most of the constables got hit with a stunning effect which effects prevented the bulk of the party from remembering what they had witnessed of these events, but it did not take everyone. When Ashima Shimtu finished her recitation, an icy simulacrum appeared and said: “I am Grandis Komanov, bringer of this world’s icy end, and you have given me the greatest weapon I could ever have.” When the memory faded, the present-day Ashima-Shimtu turned to the party and said: “The prisoner of the Clergy remembers what horrors were wrought by her attempt to escape. She has accepted her punishment, and asks no others repeat her folly. She says this with no malice, only contrition.” She allowed the constables to teleport from her pool to their ship bound for Vendricce. The details of the Sacrament as heard by Xambria Meredith are here transcribed and magically ciphered to be read on a top-secret need-to-know basis: The ritual must be centered on an individual who represents the god or idea that is being invoked, and the power that person gains depends on how many followers that god or idea has, and how fervent. In addition to some archaic chants that take an hour, the ritual performers must sacrifice a lion, an eagle, a whale, and a dragon, then use their blood to adorn the subject with the name of the god or idea. Finally, the target must drink a cup of blood from a believer and recite the mantra, “Before I was nothing but words. Now I am all that is believed. I am faith made flesh. I am flesh made a god.” The subject will rapidly transform into a physical incarnation, maintaining that form for a day. He’ll gain unrivaled strength and resistance to injury, but anyone who knows the name of the actual person within the incarnation will be able to harm it as easily as they would a normal person. Also, once the effect ends, the subject is severely weakened for days or weeks. Finally, if the incarnation dies, a backlash will strike the believers. How severe a backlash is relative to the intensity of their belief. [/QUOTE]
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