// Ramses had asked me for a meeting at the shrine. // Unfortunately, he didn't know our new shrine in // Yucatan yet. So I had to describe the way and to // show him around. // // Important note to the reader: This session was a // lot of fun for all of us, including Ramses! ;) You are on a pebble-path-alley in midst the jungle. The palms to your left and right alternate with wooden poles which are tucked in the ground. On their tops you can see skulls from several kind of beings. Inside you make out small candles burning. To the north the path leads into an impressive sand-stone-coloured building. The entrance is a huge round bow and on each side you can see torches burning. To the south the alley winds through the jungle. There are two obvious exits: north, south. Ramses[follower] sits here in a kneeling position. A skilled thick-armed male aztec. The skilled thick-armed male aztec bows deeply to you. The skilled thick-armed male aztec says in xyllic: Greetings to the shrine, mighty Priest of Huitzilopochtli! You nod slightly to Ramses. Ramses smiles at you. You say in xyllic: you may stand up. Ramses whispers in xyllic: Greetings mighty Priest! Ramses flutters with his wings, lifts a bit up and lands on his feet. You nod solemnly. Ramses bows humbly. You say in xyllic: be greeted! You say in xyllic: please follow me // Leading the follower into the shrine, explaining tricks + traps. You are in a dark and gloomy room completely made of black marble. Attached at the northern wall you can see an enormous spike which reaches into the room. Enlighted by two big torches it dives it into an important light. Throwning in the middle of the room you see a majestically bloodcoverd altar. You can feel the strong presence of a mighty deity here. There are two obvious exits: east, south. Daemona (inside a storm cone). Enra[huitzi, EW]. Thales[huitzi] (inside a storm cone). Thales grumbles in xyllic: sure they did...they teach their pupils: never think first, act Ramses flutters in. Enra says in xyllic: ah Enra looks at Ramses. Daemona looks at Ramses. Ramses bows humbly. Thales grumbles in xyllic: I'm Thales of Kamoldur. Daemona nods slightly. Ramses whispers in xyllic: I am Ramses. Daemona yells in xyllic: I'm Daemona, Priestess of Huitzilopochtli and GMS. Enra says in xyllic: So that's Ramses... Enra says in xyllic: I'm Enra Elcarna of De'Shalinat. Ramses whispers in xyllic: Be greeted by me, Ramses, humble follower. Thales looks up to Ramses. You smile slightly. You say in xyllic: so what did you call us for, little follower? You smile fiercefully. Ramses whispers to you in xyllic: I bring gifts for priests The storm around Daemona vanishes. Ramses gets a simple linen bag from the backpack. Daemona hums a mystic melody. Ramses offers you a simple linen bag. You accept a simple linen bag from Ramses. Daemona makes a gesture. Enra moves to a wall and leans against it watching Ramses. You look at the simple linen bag. A simple leather bag The bag contains: a fine made oboe, a kronossymbol, ten silver coins, three beautiful red-white flowers, three snow-white petals, two black fungi and two pale-grey roots. // Hm. "Nice" presents. ;) Thales chants a prayer to his deity. Ramses looks at Enra. Thales touches Enra and produces more mist around her. You say in xyllic: interesting presents you bring... You get a fine made oboe. You look at the fine made oboe. It's a beautifull oboe made out of excellent wood. Ramses whispers in xyllic: I do not own much. Daemona hums a mystic melody. Daemona tells you: how he knew I was bard? You say in xyllic: what is this? a hollow staff with holes in it? Ramses whispers in xyllic: I accept what our lord gives. Enra says to you in xyllic: It's an instrument to make music with... Ramses whispers in xyllic: I thought perhaps it was a blowpipe.. You emote: Crotalo looks at the oboe and turns it from left to right. You offer a fine made oboe to Daemona. Daemona accepts a fine made oboe. Daemona looks at the fine made oboe. Daemona smiles slightly. Daemona plays a classic song song on her oboe. Enra smiles at Daemona. You smile surprisedly. You say in xyllic: it makes noises! Daemona yells in xyllic: ugh, long time ago I played with instruments Enra sings to Daemona in xyllic: It still sounded lovely... Enra rubs her ears. You say in xyllic: well, yes, perhaps a good addition to our fear miracle. Ramses whispers to you in xyllic: Mighty Priest, I have not heard a sermon or similar in nearly three decades.. You say in xyllic: ah! You get a kronossymbol. Daemona stops playing with her oboe. You say in xyllic: and that's why you brought us this? Enra peers at the kronossymbol. Ramses shakes his head. You emote: Crotalo's eyes narrow to small slits. Daemona offers you a fine made oboe. You accept a fine made oboe from Daemona. You look at the simple linen bag. A simple leather bag The bag contains: ten silver coins, three beautiful red-white flowers, three snow-white petals, two black fungi and two pale-grey roots. Ramses whispers in xyllic: I thought perhaps you can destroy it properly. You nod slightly. Enra looks a bit more relieved. Ramses whispers in xyllic: If I threw it away, someone might find it and use it. Ramses shudders. You say in xyllic: a present, so that we can throw it away? You say in xyllic: you are a very nice follower indeed! Enra concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Ramses whispers in xyllic: I am but a humble follower. You put a kronossymbol into the bag. You put a fine made oboe into the bag. Ramses whispers in xyllic: I only know what little I have been told. You nod slightly. You say in xyllic: well, at least you are willing to serve, and I appreciate that. Ramses whispers in xyllic: I have died for our lord several times. Enra concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Ramses nods slightly. Crotalo: Enra, what do you think, shall we get a native for a little ritual? You nod slightly. Enra: Uhm I don't know. If you think....we still have one in the jail. You ruffle Ramses's hair playfully. Enra smirks amusedly. Crotalo: is he reserved for a special occasion or can we use him? Ramses asks you in xyllic: May I ask a blunt question, mighty priest? You hum a mystic melody to your deity. You tell Enra: beandle ich ihn zu gemein? // Am I too mean with him? Enra: No we just let him think a bit longer and look forward to join our task Enra slightly shakes her head at you. Enra concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Enra tells you: genau richtig :> // No, just right. You say in xyllic: ask. The storm around Thales vanishes. Thales hums a mystic melody. Thales makes a gesture. Thales hums a mystic melody. You say in xyllic: we will then see what we do with you for asking that. Enra pushes herself off the wall and slowly walks around Ramses in a wide circle. Ramses asks you in xyllic: The one who first showed me our lord, is he around? You say in xyllic: who would that be? Ramses glances at Enra. Daemona chants a prayer to her deity. Grey mist flows out of Daemona's hands. Daemona chants a prayer to her deity. Daemona touches Enra and produces more mist around her. You chant a prayer to Huitzilopochtli. Ramses whispers to you in xyllic: Cohen, he called himself. Huitzilopochtli ignores your efforts! // Errm? You say in xyllic: why are you asking? Ramses whispers in xyllic: I wanted to give him my regards, I have not met him in a very long time. The mists around you fade away. Ramses counts is fingers a few times. You say in xyllic: you might be spying for the enemy to find out if Cohen is around You peer intently at Ramses. Hmm... You fold up you sleeve and start a low chant. You close your fist and see the blood pulse in your veins. With a swift cut of your dagger you open a long gash in your wrist. Little droplets meld into a trickle that seems to caress the skin as it yields to the pull of gravity. Your wounds start to bleed. Ramses whispers in xyllic: It must have been over twenty years or so.. Enra continues her round and stops a bit behind you letting her glance rest on Ramses. Your wounds stopped bleeding. Ramses whispers in xyllic: me, a spy? Daemona carefully folds up her sleeve while she speaks some words in a language that does not seem to be made for her tongue. She closes her fist tightly and you see the blood pulse in her veins. With a swift cut of her dagger she opens a long gash in her wrist. Daemona's wounds start to bleed. The storm around Daemona vanishes. Daemona hums a mystic melody. You say in xyllic: who knows? why have you been away such a long time? Daemona makes a gesture. Daemona's wounds stopped bleeding. You chant a prayer to Huitzilopochtli. Huitzilopochtli ignores your efforts! // *cough*... Ramses whispers in xyllic: if you believe so, then why let me come? Daemona frowns. Enra says in xyllic: Because we are generous. Daemona looks at Ramses thoughtfully. You say to Enra in xyllic: please block east. You smile friendly. Enra guards the east exit. Enra wields a long ornamented spear in her right hand and left hand. Thales looks at the wooden spear. Thales looks up to Ramses. Ramses looks at Thales. Enra leans on her spear still watching Ramses. Thales goes hmmmm. You say in xyllic: now? You say in xyllic: why have you been away such a long time? Ramses whispers in xyllic: I was locked away.. Enra concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Enra tells you: maybe you should check his real feelings once he answered enough... Ramses whispers in xyllic: In the jail in the castle in atlantis. You raise an eyebrow. Ramses whispers in xyllic: I tried to proclaim myself king there many years ago.. Ramses smirks. Ramses whispers in xyllic: It didn't work. You cut into your hand and let some of your blood fall onto Ramses's brow. Then you start a low chant to Huitzilopochtli. You feel yourself delving deep into his mind and discover that he worships Huitzilopochtli, a nice evil deity. You notice he is a strong worshipper of Huiztilopochtli. You nod solemnly to Enra. You hum a mystic melody to your deity. You tell Enra: unblock Enra stops guarding east. You smile friendly. Enra smiles slightly. Enra unwields a long ornamented spear. Ramses whispers in xyllic: So, the threw me in a cell. You say in xyllic: Good. I believe you. Ramses whispers in xyllic: I only recently managed to get out of there. Ramses nods humbly. You say in xyllic: next time don't allow them to catch you. we need you for services in the world. in a cell, you are useless for us. Ramses nods slowly. You ruffle Ramses's hair generously. Ramses whispers in xyllic: You are most generous. You say in xyllic: Well... so you are longing to see a proper ritual? Enra walks to you again and positions herself to his right. Ramses nods eagerly. You nod slightly. You say in xyllic: I think I can arrange that. Ramses smiles broadly. You say in xyllic: please wait here. Ramses nods slightly. Enra cracks a smile. You hum a mystic melody to your deity. Suddenly the air is ripped appart by a blood red slash. You establish a portal. // Getting the "canned" native from our jail. The globe of lightning (with Native inside) drifts after you. You are in a dark and gloomy room completely made of black marble. Attached at the northern wall you can see an enormous spike which reaches into the room. Enlighted by two big torches it dives it into an important light. Throwning in the middle of the room you see a majestically bloodcoverd altar. You can feel the strong presence of a mighty deity here. There are two obvious exits: east, south. Ramses[follower]. Thales[huitzi] (inside a storm cone). The globe of lightning (with Native inside) drifts after you. Thales unwields a wooden spear. Thales gets a sacrificial knife from the backpack. Thales wields a sacrificial knife in his right hand. Native struggles violently inside of the globe of lightning. There's a deafening crack as a bolt of lightening from the globe grounds itself. Thales carefully folds up his sleeve while he speaks some words in a language that does not seem to be made for his tongue. He closes his fist tightly and you see the blood pulse in his veins. With a swift cut of his dagger he opens a long gash in his wrist. Thales's wounds start to bleed. Thales's wounds stopped bleeding. The stored electrical energy of the globe causes your skin to tingle. Crotalo: are there any followers of huitzilopochtli around? Enra dances in. Daemona arrives. Daemona nods solemnly. It gets lighter. You receive a slight shock as the pent up electricity in the globe discharges. Daemona starts to chant a powerful prayer. Daemona stops her chanting. Daemona unwields a wooden spear. Daemona wields a sacrificial knife in her right hand. Daemona starts to chant a powerful prayer. Enra smiles at the native. There's a brief flash as a crackle of energy races along the surface of the globe. Thales starts to chant a powerful prayer. You walk over to the altar, wielding a knife in your right hand. You carefully scrape the dried blood off the surface with your knife. With some swift movements You scratch along the blood-channels at the edges of the altar to ensure that the blood can stream down freely. You turn towards Native and grab him by the neck. Viciously You pull Native along and and finally drag him across the edge of the altar. You fiercely stare at Native and forcefully pull back his arms, exposing his chest. Enra gets a sacrificial knife from the backpack. You are in a dark and gloomy room completely made of black marble. Attached at the northern wall you can see an enormous spike which reaches into the room. Enlighted by two big torches it dives it into an important light. Throwning in the middle of the room you see a majestically bloodcoverd altar. You can feel the strong presence of a mighty deity here. There are two obvious exits: east, south. Daemona (chanting loudly, assisting the ritual) (inside a storm cone). Enra[huitzi, EW]. Native (spread on the altar). Ramses[follower]. Thales[huitzi] (chanting loudly, assisting the ritual) (inside a storm cone). Enra wields a sacrificial knife in her right hand. Enra starts to chant a powerful prayer. You say to Ramses in xyllic: now watch! Ramses smiles broadly. You thoughtfully look at the knife, spit on it and awkwardly rub it with a dirty handkerchief you pulled out of your pocket. After putting away the handkerchief, you look up and hiss a short prayer. Thunder roars in the distance. Native lifts his head and frightenedly looks around. You push back the head of Native and cut deeply into his chest. You grab into the deep gaping wound and sever the venes and arteries with some swift and precise cuts. Native stares motionless at his heart. All colour has vanished from his face, and even his lips have turned white. You lift up the heart and solemnly chant a prayer. Native seems to fall unconcious. Suddenly, a lightning hits the ground with a deafening crack! The ritual is over, Huitzilopochtli has decided to take the sacrifice. You rise in his favour. Native died. You killed Native. Daemona stops her chanting. Enra stops her chanting. Enra unwields a sacrificial knife. Enra smiles warmly. You take your ritual weapon and cut the skin of the corpse from neck to belly. Then you remove it totally and hold the poor remains of the corpse upside down. A large pool of gore forms on the ground. Daemona unwields a sacrificial knife. Daemona wields a wooden spear in her right hand. The storm around Daemona vanishes. Thales stops his chanting. Thales thanks you. Daemona hums a mystic melody. You get a bloody skin. Thales unwields a sacrificial knife. Daemona makes a gesture. Thales wields a wooden spear in his right hand. You bow gracefully. Daemona chants a prayer to her deity. Thales puts a sacrificial knife into the backpack. Grey mist flows out of Daemona's hands. You offer a bloody skin to Ramses. Daemona chants a prayer to her deity. Ramses grins broadly. Daemona touches Enra and produces more mist around her. Ramses accepts a bloody skin. Ramses looks at the bloody skin. Ramses smiles. You say in xyllic: you may wear this now. Enra looks at the bloody head. Ramses removes an ornamented leather mail. Ramses wears a bloody skin on his torso, right arm, left arm and abdomen. Ramses wears an ornamented leather mail on his torso, abdomen, left arm and right arm. You chant a prayer to Huitzilopochtli. You pray and the cloaking mists flow out of your hands. // Finally! ;) Ramses smiles thankfully at you. You are in a dark and gloomy room completely made of black marble. Attached at the northern wall you can see an enormous spike which reaches into the room. Enlighted by two big torches it dives it into an important light. Throwning in the middle of the room you see a majestically bloodcoverd altar. You can feel the strong presence of a mighty deity here. There are two obvious exits: east, south. A gold coin, a silver coin, a bloody head, five copper coins, a leather scalemail, a pair of leathern leg plates, a skinned corpse and a spear. Daemona (inside a storm cone). Enra[huitzi, EW]. Ramses[follower]. Thales[huitzi] (inside a storm cone). You say in xyllic: and if you need a spear, or legplates, help yourself. Ramses goes hmmmm. You emote: Crotalo points at the ground. Ramses whispers in xyllic: Is that leather scalemail better than my leather mail? Ramses gets a leather scalemail. You say in xyllic: it might be heavier. Enra looks at Ramses. Ramses looks at the leather scalemail. Ramses looks at the ornamented leather mail. Ramses removes an ornamented leather mail. Ramses wears a leather scalemail on his torso, right arm, left arm and abdomen. Ramses nods solemnly. Ramses removes a leather scalemail. Ramses wears an ornamented leather mail on his torso, abdomen, left arm and right arm. Enra says in xyllic: I would stay with what you have...if I would wear light stuff. Ramses whispers in xyllic: A bit heaver, and no better. Ramses agrees with Enra. Ramses looks at the bloody head. Ramses grins evilly. You ask Ramses in xyllic: you want that thing to decorate your home? You smile generously. Ramses whispers in xyllic: I have no home.. Daemona: Might have been something for his cell. You say in xyllic: or perhaps as a present for a lady? Ramses chuckles politely. Ramses gets a bloody head. Enra smiles amusedly at Daemona. Ramses ruffles the hair on the bloody head. Enra looks at the skinned corpse. Daemona hums a mystic melody. Enra bends down to the corpse, grabs for some blood. Daemona lifts her hand and a dry bread appears. You say to Ramses in xyllic: Good. Donations may be made one step to the south, and then you have permission to leave us again. Daemona eats a dry bread. Enra lifts her hand and lets the blood slowly drip into her mouth. Ramses whispers in xyllic: Ah, I guess you are all too busy to let me follow you about? You nod slightly. Enra looks at Ramses. You ask Thales in xyllic: Or do we have use for him today? Daemona hums a mystic melody. Thales looks up to Ramses. Thales grumbles to you in xyllic: no Daemona gets a gold coin. You nod solemnly. You get a silver coin, five copper coins, a pair of leathern leg plates, a skinned corpse and a spear. Ramses nods slightly. Thales cleans up the altar. The storm around Thales vanishes. Thales nods. Thales hums a mystic melody. Thales hums a mystic melody. You ask Ramses in xyllic: anything else you want here? Ramses whispers in xyllic: in that case, I will put some coins in the donation box. Thales makes a gesture. You nod solemnly. Ramses nods slightly. Ramses starts moving south. Ramses flutters south. You grin evilly. Daemona feels slightly unsure behind Enra. Ramses flutters in. Enra sings to Ramses in xyllic: But you can show your will to help us and give us any information about Satais running around. Specially who and where they are. Ramses smiles broadly. Ramses whispers in xyllic: Ahuitzotl! Ramses whispers in xyllic: I remember him :) You smile tiredly. Ramses nods slightly to Enra. Ramses whispers in xyllic: I will do as you wish. Enra nods slightly. You hum a mystic melody to your deity. The skinned corpse decays into something slimy. Suddenly the air is ripped appart by a blood red slash. You establish a portal. // Leaving without a single word. Feeling the urge // to be impolite ;) Crotalo: inner again :) Thales steps out of the void. You sit down to rest a while. Thales sits down to rest a while. Enra steps out of the void. You giggle happily. It gets lighter. Enra puts a sacrificial knife into the backpack. Daemona steps out of the void. It gets lighter. You look at the simple linen bag. A simple leather bag The bag contains: a fine made oboe, a kronossymbol, ten silver coins, three beautiful red-white flowers, three snow-white petals, two black fungi and two pale-grey roots. Enra says in xyllic: der arme kleine...so allein jetzt // The poor little one. So lonely now. Enra smirks. You laugh. Thales grins evilly. : ich war eigentlich etwas fies. // I think I was a bit mean today. Daemona starts moving west. Daemona leaves west. : :) It gets darker. Thales grumbles to Enra in xyllic: solang er spionieren geht // As long as he goes spying for us Thales snickers. Enra nods solemnly to Thales. Enra says in xyllic: Ich will nicht schon wieder so ganz knapp Pety verfehlen // Don't wanna miss Pety again Daemona arrives. It gets lighter. Daemona looks at the ornamented eagle ringmail. Enra angrily snaps her fingers. Daemona looks at Enra. Thales goes hmmmm. A ring of mystical fire begins to burn in the air. A mystic image forms in the ring of fire resembling that of Ramses saying: Thank you for taking your time to meet me, I feel much better now. The image slowly disappears... The ring of fire slowly disappears from view. Enra says in xyllic: We almost had him. Thales asks Enra in xyllic: wann? // When? : Thales: daemona, you german? Enra sings to Thales in xyllic: 1-2 stunden her // 1-2 hours ago : Daemona: yep Thales grumbles in xyllic: gut // good. Enra grins evilly. Enra sits down to rest a while. Thales grumbles in xyllic: eh, ich meine...mist // Erm, I mean... shit Thales grins evilly. Daemona hums a mystic melody. Enra chuckles politely. You say in xyllic: I will just dispose of this stuff... or does anyone need a stick with holes in it? Daemona makes a gesture. Enra says in xyllic: uhm no thanks. Daemona yells in xyllic: Not really Thales shakes his head. Daemona chants a prayer to her deity. Thales grumbles in xyllic: not me You cackle gleefully.