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<blockquote data-quote="gideonpepys" data-source="post: 6148282" data-attributes="member: 79141"><p><strong>Session 78c - Uru's Ritual</strong></p><p></p><p>On the night of the Winter Solstice, while the denizens of Flint engaged in an Old Faith festival in honour of the Voice of Rot (wherein a chinese-dragon representation of the titan tries to catch children in the street), Uru withdrew to his secret fungal garden, daubed his naked body with human blood and - wearing only a headdress of black feathers - chanted the words to the ritual he had been taught by Tokoloshe. While he chanted he danced within a circle formed from severed limbs, and at midnight, as the huge, glistening black flowers of the Bleak Lotus unfurled, he inhaled deeply of its dank spores and passed into the Bleak Gate.</p><p></p><p>Before him was the Grim Candle, which in the real world had burned with a black flame and made the surrounding area dim. In the Bleak Gate it glowed brightly, and Uru covered it with a hood so that it could not be seen until the right moment.</p><p></p><p>The first thing he needed to do was dig himself out of the underground well, for while the dried-up river-bed might have existed in this parallel world, the access tunnel he had dug for himself did not. And so he was truly filthy when he emerged and trotted through the barren landscape of the Gate, heading upwards through the Bleak Nettles to Cauldron Hill, with Tokoloshe flapping along behind him.</p><p></p><p>As he went higher Uru was surprised to see lights in the distance, in Parity Lake, and to hear the distant sounds of machinery. Though curious, he ignored these distractions and pressed on; though Tokoloshe had reassured him that his safe presence in the Gate would last for several hours, he was nonetheless keen to waste no time. This was the culmination of many months of planning and effort, and he did not want to take unnecessary risks.</p><p></p><p>Reaching the foot of Cauldron Hill, he began a cautious assent, gradually picking his way towards the summit, where the whole unit had stood last Spring in the company of Nevard Sechim. Even at these lower reaches he came across the drifting, forlorn spirits of crying, limbless children - victims of industrial accidents and disease who had been waylaid in their passage to the peaceful lands of the dead. Uru gathered these spirits and told them of the garden he had made for them, and had the friendly, tame ghosts who had accompanied him on many adventures (and whom he nicknamed Winken, Blinken and Nod) each lead a group of the lost spirits back down towards the garden. Little Jack was sent down with a group too.</p><p></p><p>Nearing the summit, he crept ever more cautiously, not wanting to attract the attentions of the evil spirits that lurked here. As he went, he noticed smoke from just over the rise and could not resist investigating. To his surprise, Uru found a vent, issuing not smoke but steam. He pressed his hear to it and could hear a rhythmic clanking that echoed up the pipe from deep down below. Industry, here on the hill! Though sorely tempted, he decided not to investigate further, and headed back towards the bald crown of the the hill.</p><p></p><p>There he prepared to remove the hood from his candle, when a strange thing happened: he felt a deep pain, like hunger, as if his very life-force was being sapped. Familiar with necrotic energies, Uru immediately realised that the Bleak Gate was beginning to gnaw at him! Another pang almost caused him to double over and cry out. Despite his welling panic, he was still determined to succeed in his quest to draw the lost spirits to his garden, and so he revealed the brightly shining grim candle and set off in a head-long sprint down the hill.</p><p></p><p>As he ran, the gnawing pain became unbearable, until at length he collapsed to his knees. There was no way he could make it back down the hill in time!</p><p></p><p>Tokoloshe now hovered over him and giggled, "You must sleep here. I cannot linger, but make haste back to the garden to play with my new friends." With that, the treacherous creature flapped away.</p><p></p><p>Uru lost consciousness as the last of his vitality slowly ebbed away...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gideonpepys, post: 6148282, member: 79141"] [b]Session 78c - Uru's Ritual[/b] On the night of the Winter Solstice, while the denizens of Flint engaged in an Old Faith festival in honour of the Voice of Rot (wherein a chinese-dragon representation of the titan tries to catch children in the street), Uru withdrew to his secret fungal garden, daubed his naked body with human blood and - wearing only a headdress of black feathers - chanted the words to the ritual he had been taught by Tokoloshe. While he chanted he danced within a circle formed from severed limbs, and at midnight, as the huge, glistening black flowers of the Bleak Lotus unfurled, he inhaled deeply of its dank spores and passed into the Bleak Gate. Before him was the Grim Candle, which in the real world had burned with a black flame and made the surrounding area dim. In the Bleak Gate it glowed brightly, and Uru covered it with a hood so that it could not be seen until the right moment. The first thing he needed to do was dig himself out of the underground well, for while the dried-up river-bed might have existed in this parallel world, the access tunnel he had dug for himself did not. And so he was truly filthy when he emerged and trotted through the barren landscape of the Gate, heading upwards through the Bleak Nettles to Cauldron Hill, with Tokoloshe flapping along behind him. As he went higher Uru was surprised to see lights in the distance, in Parity Lake, and to hear the distant sounds of machinery. Though curious, he ignored these distractions and pressed on; though Tokoloshe had reassured him that his safe presence in the Gate would last for several hours, he was nonetheless keen to waste no time. This was the culmination of many months of planning and effort, and he did not want to take unnecessary risks. Reaching the foot of Cauldron Hill, he began a cautious assent, gradually picking his way towards the summit, where the whole unit had stood last Spring in the company of Nevard Sechim. Even at these lower reaches he came across the drifting, forlorn spirits of crying, limbless children - victims of industrial accidents and disease who had been waylaid in their passage to the peaceful lands of the dead. Uru gathered these spirits and told them of the garden he had made for them, and had the friendly, tame ghosts who had accompanied him on many adventures (and whom he nicknamed Winken, Blinken and Nod) each lead a group of the lost spirits back down towards the garden. Little Jack was sent down with a group too. Nearing the summit, he crept ever more cautiously, not wanting to attract the attentions of the evil spirits that lurked here. As he went, he noticed smoke from just over the rise and could not resist investigating. To his surprise, Uru found a vent, issuing not smoke but steam. He pressed his hear to it and could hear a rhythmic clanking that echoed up the pipe from deep down below. Industry, here on the hill! Though sorely tempted, he decided not to investigate further, and headed back towards the bald crown of the the hill. There he prepared to remove the hood from his candle, when a strange thing happened: he felt a deep pain, like hunger, as if his very life-force was being sapped. Familiar with necrotic energies, Uru immediately realised that the Bleak Gate was beginning to gnaw at him! Another pang almost caused him to double over and cry out. Despite his welling panic, he was still determined to succeed in his quest to draw the lost spirits to his garden, and so he revealed the brightly shining grim candle and set off in a head-long sprint down the hill. As he ran, the gnawing pain became unbearable, until at length he collapsed to his knees. There was no way he could make it back down the hill in time! Tokoloshe now hovered over him and giggled, "You must sleep here. I cannot linger, but make haste back to the garden to play with my new friends." With that, the treacherous creature flapped away. Uru lost consciousness as the last of his vitality slowly ebbed away... [/QUOTE]
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