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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Maidhc O Casain" data-source="post: 3907508" data-attributes="member: 29558">SoulFetter's Morning PrepAfter everyone wakes up and the group has had their breakfast and are prepared to leave, SoulFetter speaks up:"I need a few minutes in the guard room to make a pact with a new Vestige."  He looks somewhat uncomfortable and hesitates a moment before speaking again.  "I know some of you are scholars.  If you wish to observe, I would be willing.  Though like to be gruesome, there is no danger involved - these are not unholy creatures or the undead, and there is no element of control to be lost.  I will summon a Vestige and bargain with it for temporary use of its abilities."[sblock=For anyone wishing to observe the summoning]The huge young Urgant treads up the stairs to the room, followed by those whose scholarly curiosity urges them to do so.  He clears a space in the center of the room, takes out a piece of charcoal, and begins to inscribe a strange circular sigil on the floor, asking the others to stand outside the symbol.  Once this is accomplished, he stands just to one side of the sigil and begins to chant in a singsong voice of a much higher pitch than his usual bass rumble.Soon a coiled heap appears within the seal, which then begins to heave and toss about.  Within moments it is apparent that something is standing up from within the coil.  It is a strange, grotesque apparition - a female dwarf with great worms for legs and three heads: a lion, a bull, and a female dwarf. The powerfully muscled form strains beneath the finery of an empress, and her fingers glitter with more than a dozen jeweled rings.  In one hand she holds a red-hot, star-shaped branding iron.  As soon as she manifests completely, the lion head begins trying to bite the bull, causing that head to scream in terror and pull away.  With an irritated look, the strange creature reaches up with her free hand and grasps the lions mouth, holding it firmly shut.The Vestige and the Urgant carry out a conversation in that same singsong language.  After a minute or two of fierce bargaining, SoulFetter presents his left hand, palm up.  With a gleeful look the dwarf releases the lions mouth - it immediately renews its efforts to get at the bull's head, which again sets up a fearful clamor - and grabs the offered hand.  She quickly presses the red hot brand into SoulFetter's palm.  The smell of burning flesh fills the air as the Urgant grits his teeth around his obvious agony.  With a soft clap of displaced air, the disfigured dwarf vanishes - leaving behind only the charcoal seal.  SoulFetter steps onto the seal, scuffing and smearing it beyond recognition.When he looks at the group surrounding him, he appears somewhat more avaristic and cunning than usual.  "My friends, I did not bargain well this day.  Aym has consented to allow me the use of her talents, but I fear she will exert rather more influence on me than I would like."[sblock=OOC]Missed my Bargain Check with Aym by one.[/sblock][/sblock]</blockquote>

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