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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rystil Arden" data-source="post: 2696318" data-attributes="member: 29014">*Alyz pulls out a ritual athame and makes a careful slit in Vasha's artery along her wrist, allowing Vasha's lifeblood to pour out and feed the sphere for a few moments...and then a few more...as Vasha feels fainter and fainter, the room spinning around her as her vision blurs and her legs become unsteady...**Suddenly, Alyz draws more strength from some inner reserve and nods sharply, pulling a handkerchief quickly from her pocket and tying off Vasha's wound before the Nymph can lose any more blood, stroking her arm gently in apology.  Then her eyes turn feverish as she gazes back to the floating bloody sphere, which has become to roil and bubble, extending and contracting tendrils until it has taken the shape of a three-dimensional representation of some of the symbols from the circle before, with a smaller sphere on the inside that glows with a bright white light.**Alyz flips the book to a different page and continues her chant desperately, filling herself with power dangerously and to the limit once again, this time using the Jhyram Arris as a crutch to steady her arcane power.*"Breathe out slowly Vasha," Alyz gasps and follows her own advice as the two exhale, causing a subtle white mist to flow forth from each of their mouths and into the central sphere, leaving Vasha feeling much weaker, as if part of her soul had been rent away, and Alyz, who seems to leaking much much more of the white stuff, is barely able to stand, literally using the Jhyram Arris's holder as a physical crutch now, as she collapses onto it."Vasha...you have to..." Alyz barely gasps "Speak the final words...and then call out to your father and ask him to return...send forth your love to the sphere...the words...the words are...'Necronom Vesperek Infernum...Alma Phlegethos Sin Lethe...Levistus Jhyram Vyratas Maladomini Nergal Zanlyr Malsheem...Ereshkigal Alma Renatav...Marrik ai...' "*Alyz gasps, shudders, and convulsing, slipping off her crutch as the upper half of her body bends over the top as she falls over the Jewel's holder and onto the ground unconscious with her legs dangling in the air, all her strength gone, as her long amethyst hair falls forward to cover her sweat-soaked face.*</blockquote>

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