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  1. [00:37] Ohtli Tezcacoatl asks, "Right. Who wishes to observe and who wishes to participate?"
  2. [00:38] Femi asks, "What are we practicing?"
  3. [00:38] Mital Vindict says, "I'm doing it."
  4. [00:38] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "Offering blood to the spirits."
  5. [00:38] Femi says, 'oh yeah' like the kool-aid man
  6. (Femi)
  7. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  8.  
  9. [00:38] Femi says, "..!! I will."
  10. [00:39] Kuhn says, "Me too."
  11. [00:40] Slayder seems to follow the others when he heard speak of a blood ritual. He obviously seemed a bit less outburst-y and observed what was going on. "Don't mind me, just spectating for now." Rather bluntly stating this, he sat in a char off to the side of the others. He'd sacrificed his blood for the wraith before, although if there was a ritual behind it, he guessed he should learn it.
  12. (Slayder)
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  14.  
  15. [00:40] Lassic Wodring says, "I'd rather sit out and watch."
  16. [00:40] Kuhn whispers something.
  17. [00:41] Lassic blushes.
  18. (Lassic Wodring)
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  20.  
  21. [00:41] Tonantzin says, "I'll participate."
  22. [00:45] Ohtli has come prepared. A few big stone bowls and some primitive stone knives are bundled up beside the throne.
  23.  
  24. She picks up the stack and offers one of each to those participating.
  25.  
  26. "It is fairly simple in essence. Offering blood is one of the simplest ways to show devotion to the spirits. And, as I hope you all know by now, the spirits are in everything. Great and small. There are spirits of nature, spirits of beasts, of valor, courage, of elements. It's not simply for the Great Spirits to offer blood."
  27.  
  28. She gestures loosely to the temple floor and seats herself with one of the bowls. From beneath her poncho she draws her own crude knife.
  29.  
  30. "Make a circle, get your instruments, and then we will begin."
  31. (Ohtli Tezcacoatl)
  32. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  33.  
  34. [00:46] Veterix enters to hall room and quietly takes a seat
  35. (Veterix Sumoux)
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  37.  
  38. [00:46] Tonantzin says, "..."
  39. [00:51] Tonantzin nods and reaches to take a bowl from the woman, as well as a stone knife, which is given a few quick, curious glances before she grips the handle of the knife.
  40.  
  41. The notion of blood offerings was not foreign to the young dryad at all. She knew they existed, but had never seen one performed proper; a recent memory came to mind involving a certain dryad, though it was quickly wiped away, dismissed as something that wasn't a proper blood offering... probably.
  42.  
  43. She eventually sets herself aside, hoping her friends would complete a small circle.
  44. (Tonantzin)
  45. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  46.  
  47. [00:52] As he sat on the throne, briefly, the Dryad watches as Ohtli pulled out the bowls and knives, wondering what they were for- he had no idea of his own heritage, unfortunately or if any, the understanding was very little.
  48.  
  49. He listens closely to the words of the Drakanite, because she was their teacher-- in the broken lands of Gehenna, she seemed to be one of their only options.
  50.  
  51. He promptly sits up from the throne, walking over as he takes one of the knives and bowls. He lugs it over to help form the circle, and then crouches down to meet it. Then, he looks up, awaiting further instruction.
  52. (Femi)
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  54.  
  55. [00:52] Veterix would whisper to the person next to him
  56.  
  57. "Whats this for?"
  58. (Veterix Sumoux)
  59. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  60.  
  61. [00:52] Grabbing onto his bowl and crudely made stone knife, the young Nagual would quirk a brow as he looked them over. Guess they were going back to the old times with these things.
  62.  
  63. Shuffling over to sit cross-legged on the temple floor, his attention would shift over towards Ohtli.
  64.  
  65. "Yeah, but. How do you make sure the spirit you're trying to make an offering to is the right one?"
  66. (Mital Vindict)
  67. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  68.  
  69. [00:52] Kuhn takes his bowl last, obtaining his knife along with it.
  70.  
  71. He was still fairly knew to the ways of Gehenna's rituals, but so were the others, apparently. Learning together was the best way to go about it. Once their teacher mentions that the spirits are in everything, he makes his mind up.
  72.  
  73. "So then, there are spirits of the Clouds? Of the Storm? That's who I want to sacrifice to."
  74. (Kuhn)
  75. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  76.  
  77. [00:57] Ohtli looks over the gathering with a warm smile. It contrasts the decidedly -grim- sounding prospect of a blood ritual, but to her? There was nothing grim about it at all. It was their heritage, their culture, and one she was proud to teach.
  78.  
  79. It is even better than she finds so many willing to listen. There is hope for her people after all, she reasons.
  80.  
  81. "That is a very good question, Mital," she compliments, nodding.
  82.  
  83. "Anyone can let blood or offer it up. Any errant spirit might take its energy. However, there are ways to direct it.
  84.  
  85. "The greater spirits have names. Some have runes, markings that are associated with them that are very similar. Others are tied to places or ideas. For example, if I let my blood and called in any spirit that listened, I might send its power to the spirit of the land, of the air, to the stones of the temple of itself. Or something a previous Chieftain might have left behind."
  86.  
  87. She unfolds one of her azure wings, reaches over, and plucks a single, sleek feather from its brethren.
  88.  
  89. "By adding items, actions, or spoken words to blood we can call out more specifically."
  90.  
  91. (Ohtli Tezcacoatl)
  92. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  93.  
  94. [00:57] Ohtli Tezcacoatl asks, "Before we draw blood, think about how you will do this. What will you add to blood to call out to the spirits?"
  95. [00:58] Ni-essa slithers up onto the space overlooking everyone, taking up no less than three chairs with her combined length.
  96. (Ni-essa)
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  98.  
  99. [00:58] Veterix Sumoux says, "is it to late i want to dothe blood sacrafice too"
  100. [00:59] Ohtli Tezcacoatl asks, "You may take a bowl and knife and join the circle if you wish. You have been listening, yes?"
  101. [00:59] Mimi says, "Blood sacrifice? Oh no no... hmmhmm. Think I'll go."
  102. [00:59] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "Very well."
  103. [01:03] Veterix Sumoux says, "yes i have"
  104. [01:04] Oh, so they needed runes.
  105.  
  106. Shifting around in place, a soft hum would escape past him as he idly played with his stone dagger.
  107.  
  108. "So, what would you recommend doing for Ixchel then? Just the name? Or should I add something else?"
  109.  
  110. Glancing down, a hand would reach up to tap at the necklace around his neck. One that depicts a moon, and the face of a Panther. Maybe that could work? Ohtli was doing feathers, so maybe.. Hair? It's hard to tell, really.
  111. (Mital Vindict)
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  113.  
  114. [01:04] Ohtli Tezcacoatl asks, "Your own gifts are from Ixchel. Yes?"
  115. [01:04] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "A few pieces of the fur from your ears or tail, or part of your claws may work."
  116. [01:04] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "A rune helps for some spirits. It is not always needed."
  117. [01:06] What was he going to add?
  118.  
  119. Spoken words probably were not his thing- or maybe they were! But he certainly wasn't going to find out today. He had been embarrassed enough for the time being.
  120.  
  121. Instead, a hand moves to retrieve the Storm Spider's eye from his pouch. He stares at it for a bit, then puts it away.
  122.  
  123. The tooth his lost the other day would do just fine. Once the eye is stashed away, the tooth comes out, only to be placed in the bowl. From there the Siren looks to the others with a confused look, trying to see what they had to offer.
  124. (Kuhn)
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  126.  
  127. [01:06] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "You also know the Spirit's name. That alone helps."
  128. [01:07] Veterix would grab a bowl and a knife and would sit on the floor crossing his legs and putting both the instruments in front of him, he would then put both his hands on his knees and look up at Ohtli while he continued to talk.
  129.  
  130. He would then take the hair from his misplaced tribe that was wiped long ago and put it in the bowl as Ohtli said
  131.  
  132. "So if I use this" Veterix showed everyone the hair
  133.  
  134. "I could use this Ohtli?"
  135.  
  136. he had an embarrassed look on his face too
  137.  
  138. "I don't know the spirits name, whats the spirit of poison...or nature...poison first... if there is any?"
  139. (Veterix Sumoux)
  140. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  141.  
  142. [01:08] Questions she failed to ask were already being asked by her friends. She looks at everyone participating in the ritual, then back to Ohtli herself. Did she have any specific spirits in mind to offer her blood to? She couldn't think of any off the top of her head; she just knew there were many spirits that made up the land.
  143.  
  144. It was a good thing Ohtli mentioned the greater spirits had names as well; she wouldn't have to remember any specific names to make a sacrifice to.
  145.  
  146. Still, how would she make an offer to the spirits of the land? Was the blood of a dryad simply enough? This is immediately answered when Ohtli speaks again and plucks one of her feathers off of her own wings. "I want to help the land; I don't have any specific in mind. I remember seeing the- the portal open up not too long ago and something like that can't be good at all for any spirit. By doing this, maybe the energy will go to any who needs it." she murmured, momentarily setting her bowl down to reach up to her 'hair.'
  147.  
  148. One of the many flowers that made it up are carefully plucked off by Tonantzin's own hand.
  149. (Tonantzin)
  150. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  151.  
  152. [01:09] "Mn, I'd like to give more. Though.."
  153.  
  154. Reaching up to pluck a few stray hairs from the tips of one of his ears, it's dropped into the bowl. Right after, he'd reach back to grab some more hair from his tail, only for him to grab hold of his knife. It takes a bit, but soon enough a bit of his claw would be dropped into the bowl.
  155.  
  156. Good, should be enough. Hopefully.
  157. (Mital Vindict)
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  159.  
  160. [01:09] As he glances at Ohtli once more, the Dryad stares down into his stone bowl.
  161.  
  162. He had to think of a marking to add, or a spirit's name- even so, he could not think of any off of the top of his head (rather embarrassing) beyond the Wraith Tlazhotla.
  163.  
  164. Even so, perhaps it would not be a bad offering. His eyes focus on the bowl, taking his cloak off and letting it rest on the ground as he stares at his arm- grabbing for the knife.
  165.  
  166. Poking at his finger with the blade, the Dryad would press until he drew blood.
  167.  
  168. From there, he draws out the markings of Tlazhotla's face with his finger, the blood a deep crimson red as he did so. He draws out the markings that the spire shards gave it, trying to remember every detail.
  169.  
  170. "Tlazhotla." He would speak aloud, offering nothing to the spirit but his blood.
  171. (Femi)
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  173.  
  174. [01:11] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "That...May work Veterix. I do not know. You may try."
  175. [01:15] Veterix drops his hair in the bowl
  176. (Veterix Sumoux)
  177. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  178.  
  179. [01:15] Ohtli looks over those gathered, nodding to each. But at Femi's choice she quirks a brow. Nothing is mentioned or said otherwise. She waits patiently for all the tribesmen to make their first contributions.
  180.  
  181. "Now, the blood."
  182.  
  183. The Drakan rolls up the sleeve of her shirt, exposing her forearm. It's nearly entirely scar tissue. Much blood has been let in her lifetime for many causes.
  184.  
  185. With an eerie amount of ease she guides the knife's tip down her flesh, from the crook of her elbow and down to her wrist.
  186.  
  187. She works with all the fluidity of practice as she drains blood into the bowl that holds her single blue plume.
  188.  
  189. "Quetzalcoatl. I give this blood in tribute to you. Please bless the land here, this temple, the land, and most of all its people. May they have your guidance in the trials to come."
  190.  
  191. Once more the Drakan waits, nodding to the others so that they might follow her example in their own way.
  192. (Ohtli Tezcacoatl)
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  194.  
  195. [01:22] He watches Ohtli once more, and as they begin to add more blood, so does he. He takes the knife once more- and begins to cut from his arm.
  196.  
  197. From there, his drawing is simply ruined- but it was simply the marking that he chose, initially. Femi allows his blood to poor in to the bowl slightly more.
  198.  
  199. .. Only slightly more. Until his markings were covered in blood.
  200.  
  201. Then, he decides to try and imitate her wording.
  202.  
  203. "Tlazhotla, I give my blood to you. Please.. Find peace." He declares, pausing. "Cast yourself away from the wretched and return to your slumber, until we can fix you."
  204. (Femi)
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  206.  
  207. [01:24] Veterix would watch Ohtli and see her raise her sleeve showing a scarred arm he would watch her as she made an incision from her elbow to her wrist draining the blood from her body.
  208.  
  209. Veterix would do the same his already shirtless upper body was already ready, he drew his dagger spinning it in his palm skilfully till he held it in a reverse grip and he did the same, from the elbow to the wrist.
  210.  
  211. He then held the arm upright so the blood will trickle from his arm to his elbow allowing a clean steady flow into the bowl Thus copying the actions from his elder.
  212.  
  213. "Tlazholta, I give my blood, give the people of this great nation strength and wisdom of when to apply it, give us rapid restoration and return to your rightful place"
  214. (Veterix Sumoux)
  215. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  216.  
  217. [01:31] Quirking a brow as Ohtli would reveal her arm. It's a bit frightening, actually. But deep down he couldn't help but respect the woman for her dedication.
  218.  
  219. Those scars were probably something he didn't shy away from showing, either.
  220.  
  221. Shifting his attention back over to his bowl, his grip on his knife would tighten. His eyes coming to a close as he'd hold it against his palm. And then, he'd run it's edge across his open palm. Crimson ichor dropping into the bowl to coat his other offerings as he spoke,
  222.  
  223. "Ixchel. I give this blood in tribute to you. Please allow me to continue carrying out your will. Give me your strength, and continue to guide me throughout my hunts."
  224.  
  225. It's the best he could think of in the moment. But, the words didn't matter as much as the intent. All he can do now is hope that the Great Panther would hear his call, and accept his offering.
  226.  
  227. And hopefully, it would allow him to further attune himself to her.
  228. (Mital Vindict)
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  230.  
  231. [01:31] Kuhn's eyes go wide as Ohtli carves out a part of her arm for the sake of the blood ritual.
  232.  
  233. Maybe she had tiny veins. Or maybe.. that much was really required. Whatever the case may be, Kuhn wouldn't be the one to let her or the spirits down.
  234.  
  235. The dagger is brought up to his forearm and is plunged into it, going deep enough to draw blood and long enough to get the desired result. With a wince of pain, he puts his arms over the bowl and begins to bleed himself, filling it up partially in a matter of moments.
  236.  
  237. "Spirits of the Sky, hear me out! Give me the strength to crush those who would oppose us."
  238.  
  239. His words are few, but he said what he meant. Rather than asking for wisdom he simply asks for a blessing of power, so that he might have the strength to change the tides. To go against fate, and help the others pull Gehenna out of the gutter that it was currently in.
  240.  
  241. The tooth is covered in crimson as he speaks.
  242. (Kuhn)
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  244.  
  245. [01:31] Oh, right, they actually had to take the knife to themselves.
  246.  
  247. There's some distinct hesitation as Tonantzin watches Ohtli do it with no hesitation whatsoever. The worst injury she'd ever gotten up to this point was maybe a few shallow cuts. This was a blood ritual, after all, and so blood would indeed be given. With her bowl on the ground, Tonantzin followed Ohtli's example to a degree.
  248.  
  249. The flower she plucked from her head was held between her lips. With her left hand free, the dryad brought the stone knife to the palm of her hand and...
  250.  
  251. ...did nothing, not immediately. A quick breath was taken in before she tried to make a quick, deep cut across the surface of her palm. Immediately, a good quantity of blood flowed from the wound. The rather vibrant, red blood of the dryad fell into bowl with a quiet, audible splatter.
  252.  
  253. And by the spirits, it hurt. That was made obvious by the little grimace she wore.
  254.  
  255. "Spirits of the land, please take my blood as an offering so that the land can continued to be nurtured and provide for everyone so that we may be able to give in return once more."
  256. (Tonantzin)
  257. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  258.  
  259. [01:34] Veterix would watch everyone as they completed their part and concentrated back on the elder
  260. (Veterix Sumoux)
  261. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  262.  
  263. [01:36] Test
  264. (Veterix Sumoux)
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  266.  
  267. [01:49] This many gathered, this much blood flowing, and this many words spoken? Something is bound to happen.
  268.  
  269. And something does happen. Several somethings in fact. The air around the gathering warbles and distorts in the entirety of the throne room.
  270.  
  271. Femi's offering comes first. He calls to the wraith Tlazhotla by name and through action, painting the stone panther's marking on his own skin. It's more powerful a gesture than he realizes. Within the bowl the blood stirs and an image rises from the liquid; hazy at first, then more clear- a depiction of the stone panther rises from the pool of red, paces in a circle about the edge of the dish's interior, then appears to curl in on itself in peaceful rest. Its eyes stare up at Femi before slowly closing. Then the image, and the blood alike, sizzle into vapor that rises to the temple's ceiling.
  272.  
  273. Veterix's offering is the next to hit the stone vessel, pooling with his offering of hair. It does little, but the name and the words spoken aloud still have impact. Much as happened in Femi's dish there is another effigy of Tlazhotla, the great wraith bound in stone. It flexes its claws, looks up at the young Gehennan, and gives him a bubbling roar before it follows the fate of the first bloody image.
  274.  
  275. Mital's blood, the third offering, also comes to life. Offering his own hairs, his words and desires, the contents stir. What rises from the bowl is not purely blood. A specter of a great, sleek jungle cat, ethereal and translucent, rises from the stone container. It watches the Nagual with slitted eyes and paces in a languid circle about him. It stops just behind Mital, then steps -into- the young warrior. For several seconds the panther's visage lingers like a shroud over his skin and causes it to tingle. But alas, the vision doesn't last forever. The smoke fades and rises, yet the prickling sensation (and the sensation of being watched) lingers.
  276.  
  277. The fourth offering to reach the bowl is none other than the Sirenian prince's. His blood quickly fills the bowl, his own teeth offered and the spirits of the skies called out to. His offering churns and roils like a tempestuous sea, giving rise to localized clouds. A red storm cloud gathers above his head, as crimson as his own skin. So far none of the visions have given rise to sound- the Sirenian's is the exception, the nimbus crackling with lightning. There's a rattling boom of thunder and a faint pitter-patter of moister before it, too, is gone.
  278.  
  279. Tona's offering might be last, but it is equal in its own way. Her blood combines with the piece of her hair given, imbued with her essence, that of a Dryad. The pool within her bowl is entirely still, tranquil, yet something stirs within. From out of the stone long, emerald vines grow and crawl up over the edges of their container. Flowers of many colors blossom, spreading out their fragrant petals. Several of the long vines reach out to Tona, searching and curling around her nearest limbs; their touch is soft and inviting, like a child reaching for its mother.
  280.  
  281. The Drakan's offering is strangely quiet for several long seconds, then abruptly her own bowl, blood and all, erupts in a violent burst of blue flame. When the tonues of fire clear it is simply...gone. In its passing a sense of peace and clarity pervades the temple.
  282.  
  283.  
  284.  
  285.  
  286. (Ohtli Tezcacoatl)
  287. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  288.  
  289. [01:56] As his offering comes first, the Dryad is pleased to see the Wraith's form appear- pacing around for moments before resting as he wished.
  290.  
  291. He knew that it would not happen. Not yet, at least. But it was good to watch his blood take effect..
  292.  
  293. It was pleasing to see his connection with the spirits.
  294.  
  295. With a contented sigh, the Dryad would simply gaze around the room-- watching as everyone elses offerings were given and taken by the spirits and displayed in the bowls.
  296.  
  297. With a soft smile upon his lips, he glances to Ohtli afterward. What was next?
  298. (Femi)
  299. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  300.  
  301. [02:02] A quiet breath is taken through her teeth after the last bits of blood hit the pot, as well as the flower she had plucked from her hair. Her attention was immediately drawn to the first bowl that had some activity.
  302.  
  303. It was an amazing sight, really; the dryad couldn't take her eyes from what everyone else's bowls were doing. Some of them came to life with the spirit of Tlazhotla while others seemed to bubble and shift akin to a storm. What was her own blood doing, though? Looking down to her own blood offering, the dryad squinted her large eyes.
  304.  
  305. It didn't seem like anything was happening-
  306.  
  307. That thought was quickly retracted when vines of emerald, along with flowers of varying colors sprout from the bowl. Initially startled, the young dryad soon smiled and welcomed the presentation of nature before her. It made her so very happy that the spirits could hear her and take her offering.
  308.  
  309. It reminded her she lived for such a beautiful thing.
  310. (Tonantzin)
  311. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  312.  
  313. [02:02] Veterix's offering is the next to hit the stone vessel, pooling with his offering of hair. It does little, but the name and the words spoken aloud still have impact. Much as happened in Femi's dish there is another effigy of Tlazhotla, the great wraith bound in stone. It flexes its claws, looks up at the young Gehennan, and gives him a bubbling roar before it follows the fate of the first bloody image.
  314.  
  315. Veterix was field with pride and was excited his Cyan eyes would glow and he would be ready to do what ever was needed to fulfil this sacrifice. The reactions in the room were profound, he loved every moment of it.
  316.  
  317.  
  318. Veterix would look towards the elder in anticipation for the next instructions
  319. (Veterix Sumoux)
  320. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  321.  
  322. [02:03] Something was gonna happen, right?
  323.  
  324. Sitting there for a bit, the young Nagual would wait.. Well, maybe this was more about the actual effort put in instead of actually. You know, getting a sign? But after a bit of waiting, one for finally come for him.
  325.  
  326. As a specter would appear before him, those golden eyes of his would grow wide. Simply watching as it'd circle around him, only for it to become a shroud depicting it's visage around his form. There's a tingling sensation, one that wasn't unfamiliar with the young warrior. It's something he had felt before when trying to attune himself to the Great Panther.
  327.  
  328. But soon enough that shroud would fade, yet.. Something was still there. As if he were being watched, his own instincts screaming at him. Telling him something was standing right behind him. But, he doesn't turn to look.
  329.  
  330. Instead, he'd sit a bit taller. Proud, even.
  331. (Mital Vindict)
  332. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  333.  
  334. [02:04] Kuhn watches on as the spirits react to each of their offerings, looking up only after he saw the blood red storm cloud appear above his head.
  335.  
  336. It worked. The ritual actually worked.
  337.  
  338. Rather than saying anything he simply sits there, basking in the blessing that came from his own blood. What this would mean going forward was to be seen still, but certainly things could not get any worse.
  339.  
  340. His eyes close, and a wide, shark-toothed grin surfaces on his handsome mug.
  341.  
  342. They were now attuned.
  343. (Kuhn)
  344. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  345.  
  346. [02:07] Veterix would notice that his mindset towards nature has now been altered, he believes nature although beautiful is, insanely brutal, he looks at his hands and closes his eyes a flash of his vines flashing blue would come to mind and then he would open his eyes.
  347.  
  348. The beauty in its viciousness was clear to him.
  349.  
  350. "Outstanding"
  351. (Veterix Sumoux)
  352. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  353.  
  354. [02:07] The Drakan is calm and quiet, simply basking as all the ritual blood-letting takes place. Perhaps it is the Serpent's presence in return for her offering. Or maybe it is something far more simple and traceable.
  355.  
  356. Yes. Perhaps it is pride in the younglings as they watch their efforts come to fruition. Hope burns in her heart, even if she's going a little pale from her rather...-zealous- offering.
  357.  
  358. "You all have done well. Better even than I could have imagined. Not just here, but in the days before. The future of Gehenna is bright. Thank you for giving me the honor of guiding you each."
  359.  
  360. Ohtli nods her head. It is the closest to a bow she will allow.
  361. (Ohtli Tezcacoatl)
  362. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  363.  
  364. [02:09] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "Take these visions to heart. I advise you don't forget them."
  365. [02:11] Verterix would nod in return and pound his chest on the left side where his heart is a sign of salute and respect to his elder. He would gaze upon his peers.
  366.  
  367. "So what do we do from now my friends... how do we prepare for the foundations of our nation?"
  368. (Veterix Sumoux)
  369. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  370.  
  371. [02:12] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "You continue doing as you have. For the time being. "
  372. [02:14] Slayder watches intently as the ceremony of sorts would take place. Taking note of the ritual, he thought of what he would have to offer, and what spirits he would want to sacrifice to. For now though, he seemed to prepare to leave.
  373. (Slayder)
  374. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  375.  
  376. [02:15] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "Rebuilding. Growing. Training."
  377. [02:15] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "I am not as strong as I once might have been, but if you need someone to practice with, I freely offer myself."
  378. [02:15] Femi lets out a light yawn!
  379.  
  380. Now that they were finished, he decided to clean his bowl. But his blood steamed to the ceiling! So, cleaning the ceiling was his goal. Later.
  381.  
  382. "..! Thank you Ohtli. I need'a go to sleep now." He declares, pausing. With that, Femi would leave early!!
  383. (Femi)
  384. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  385.  
  386. [02:16] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "Of course, Femi. Rest well, and Spirits protect."
  387. [02:16] Mital Vindict says, "Spirits protect."
  388. [02:16] Veterix Sumoux says, "Bye Femi see you later, Spirits Protect"
  389. [02:16] Tonantzin waves to Femi with her blood hand.
  390. (Tonantzin)
  391. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  392.  
  393. [02:17] Veterix Sumoux says, "Before you go i would like to propose something"
  394. [02:17] Kuhn looks between Tona and Mital. Now was as good a time as any.
  395.  
  396. "Wanna become blood brothers?"
  397. (Kuhn)
  398. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  399.  
  400. [02:17] Femi trembles
  401. (Femi)
  402. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  403.  
  404. [02:17] Femi asks, "yeah?"
  405. [02:17] Mital Vindict says, "Didn't we already k--.."
  406. [02:17] Mital Vindict says, "Yeah, sure."
  407. [02:17] Kuhn says, "..."
  408. [02:17] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "-Be careful. Mixing blood isn't done lightly."
  409. [02:18] Kuhn says, "don't make this weird."
  410. [02:19] Veterix would lift his blood hand
  411.  
  412. "right here and now lets make a pact, to protect one and other and come to the aid of each other, to rebuild Gehenna as its protectors and always seek for the best interest of our people, to never separate and always be unified even if there are 3 tribes"
  413.  
  414.  
  415. Veterix felt strongly about this his wild bold new nature has come forth due to the image and his new outlook on what nature was, aggressive, ferocious and powerful, This is the new stance he will take on everything from now on.
  416. (Veterix Sumoux)
  417. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  418.  
  419. [02:19] Slayder says, "I might train with you one of these days Ohtli, for now I'm heading home though."
  420. [02:19] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "Yes, take your rest-"
  421. [02:20] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "And you don't have to worry too much about that, Veterix. It is usually implied, such unity...but I your thoughts and words are still beautiful."
  422. [02:21] Kuhn says, "Y-yeah. It's implied already! "
  423. [02:21] Slayder says, "Tona', Kuhn, Mital, Verterix, Ohtli..."
  424. [02:21] Slayder Looks at femi for a moment
  425. (Slayder)
  426. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  427.  
  428. [02:21] Veterix Sumoux says, "Oh... we did the sacrafice together and we have a pact....awesome "
  429. [02:21] Kuhn says, "Later, Slayder."
  430. [02:21] Veterix Sumoux says, "Yeah later Dude"
  431. [02:21] Slayder says, "I don't think I've caught your name yet, but either way good evening to you all."
  432. [02:22] Mital Vindict says, "See you."
  433. [02:22] Veterix Sumoux asks, "So... what do we call this? The first council?"
  434. [02:23] Kuhn says, "The jed-"
  435. [02:23] Tonantzin says, "I-"
  436. [02:23] Tonantzin says, "I need to go, now."
  437. [02:23] Ohtli Tezcacoatl asks, "-Are you alright, Tona?"
  438. [02:25] Tonantzin nods.
  439.  
  440. "I'm fine, really." The continued to clench her bloodied hand while shifting around slightly.
  441.  
  442. "My hand really, really, really hurts, though."
  443. (Tonantzin)
  444. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  445.  
  446. [02:25] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "Ah. Yes, yes...Please. Bind your wounds. Make sure you didn't cut too deep. I still make that mistake sometimes in my excitement."
  447. [02:27] Veterix would look at his new formed friend and have a worried look on his face.
  448.  
  449. "I do hope you're okay"
  450.  
  451. Veterix due to his nature magic had already started healing away at his wound.
  452.  
  453. "The first council...awesome"
  454. (Veterix Sumoux)
  455. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  456.  
  457. [02:27] Test
  458. (Veterix Sumoux)
  459. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
  460.  
  461. [02:28] Mital Vindict says, "You'll be fiiiiine."
  462. [02:29] Tonantzin says, "See you guys."
  463. [02:29] Mital Vindict says, "See you."
  464. [02:29] Ohtli Tezcacoatl says, "Spirits protect, Tona."
  465. [02:30] Tonantzin walks off.
  466. (Tonantzin)
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