Nature Magi Ritual for Growing onto Platform [7/4] SF Dev

[18:25] Ohtli Tezcacoatl asks, "Right...to brass tacks, then?"
[18:26] Kabu says, "Mhm."
[18:26] Catch a ride?
(Saba)
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[18:27] Ohtli hopes nothing terrible is going on behind her as she gestures to the centermost tree of the glade; the pillars and platform are set up as they had been left, adjacent to it and awaiting the rest to take place.

"Do you recall what miss Magdalen said last we were planning?

"She suggested a nature magi ritual to encourage the tree to grow around the platform and the pillars to anchor them in place and tie them to the surrounding forest. While I am no stranger to making things grow, directing it is another matter.

"Do you think the two of you would be able to perform a ritual to do just that?"
(Ohtli Tezcacoatl)
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[18:27] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "You have my assitance of course if need be. And there are already potent nature magics at work ehre."
[18:32] "Sure."

With a simple nod, Declan took a step forward with his mithril dagger brought up. The dagger meeting with the palm of his hand as his diluted water blood started to pour out slowly. This was a simple step in actually encouraging the growth, due to his blood already carrying the genes of nature, water, and earth to do it's part.

With the water-blood going into the grass, the seeds of creation could begin. The diluted water blood would slowly seep around the platform and start to sprout little, precious vines. These vines would slowly push open the simple little seeds that were watered and treated for carefully with his nature and water magic, enhancing it as if it was a simple steroid.

For a moment, nothing. Then after that special moment, something came that was amazing and beautiful at the same time: Trees. One by one, the right side of the platform would grow this precious, organized bunch of trees. If anyone would also note, the wound wouldn't heal so quickly, but instead keep going until his part of the job was done.
(Declan)
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[18:38] Giving a look about at the tree and the pillars set before Declan and himself, the Cruxati Chieftain would give a nod as he theorized on how best to enact this feat. He'd take off his cloak, and kneel down placing his palms against the grass as he stopped to give a small prayer to the holder of his blessing.

He felt he'd need to connect deeply to her, and this forest in order to get the flora to grow in a natural, and superficial manner, one that wouldn't upset the flow of life, and spirits going that would be going throughout this place.

"My Huntress, give me the will to mend and warp this growth into something befitting of the Spiritbearer's plans.

Lend me your paws to trace each path, and your sight to see past this realm into the next. May our harvest and time be bountiful, and this deed befitting of something you wish to see realized..." his body would give off asoft holy glow as around him flowers, and blossoms would grow and flourish beneath him.

A crackle of gold danced within the petals as the spread to the tree as it's roots would be further enriched and begin to veer and intermingle with the pierced earth that the pillars lay erected within.

"Find solace in these connections, as roots are wire, and my will your battery." surely his portion of the deed was just about done, with vines now wrapped about his forearms lightly connecting him too the very real chatter of the living forest.

"What a beautiful place..." would be the last thing leaving his lips as he slowly got back up, once the long actions met finality.
(Kabu)
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[18:42] The two nature magi no doubt have better control over making the tree itself twist and bend to suit the needs of what the grove requires. Each of them fearsome in their own right lends to the ritual.

Declan works with his divine-gifted blood to nourish the soil, and Kabu offers great words and mana to the cause.

It's much like before; to see Gehenna's people working again in harmony for something greater. A rare thing at times in the tribes' troubled history.

Vines wrap around the pillars, hugging them close to the grand central tree, and sprouts spring up beneath the center platform to snugly hold it in a verdant embrace.

Ohtli is beyond satisfied with the quick results the magi give her. She turns to salute them with two quick thumps to her chest.

"I continue to see that Gehenna, and even the continent at large, are in better hands than I thought. Thank you both deeply. I owe you a debt now myself, it seems."
(Ohtli Tezcacoatl)