And…Stuff

Our heroes had recovered from their battle with the Damned and had much more to do according to Fionchadd. The strange tower-like device Legion was building had completed. It was already going active. He explained that it takes time for the thing to start causing real damage, but it was probably only a matter of weeks at most. The heroes knew they didn’t much choice but to head for Vodacce and the mountains that held the tower. Legion had smartly moved his entire remaining forces to the path that led up to the tower removing the advantage of numbers from the people of Theah. Kurt knew even they didn’t have the force to get through that army and told Wulf that he would get others for his cause and meet him there so that they could punch a path for Javier and the others to get to the tower. Wulf was, as always, annoyed at the idea of being in charge of so many things and it didn’t help that people were starting to refer to him as if he’d becoming Imperator overnight. Even Posen pressed the idea and swore her fealty. Isabel was thrilled, but Wulf was watching his simple life and hopes for peace with his family slide rapidly away.
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This is the last story of Mutegi, told by him in those last moments. Enjoy, I know I have enjoyed him as a character.

The shield is desperate and I know it. Then again, the whole fight has been and I’m getting tired. I can feel everything in my body fighting to collapse, but if I fail now, the others will have to deal with a fully protected totem and more will die.

WHAM
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Note from AJ: This one doesn’t have much to it from Mutegi’s end because the vast majority of the time was spent on emoting, mostly surrounding Sarah Also, Sarah asked Mutegi not to listen to the conversations so I, as the player, actively avoiding listening to what she had to say. So, this is really more of a bullet-point thing this round, but it’s something
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The battle calmed, but it was not long before a thick fog rolled in. It wasn’t long before everyone realized something was wrong with the change and Madojutsu (in his typically difficult for most to understand way) informed them that it was not a natural fog. This was disconcerting, but the inner wall’s magic was something they’d all known they would have to contend with. After a short while, a messenger approached Seigun and told him that his Doji commander wanted to speak with him. Magokoro offered to go with his friend and Seigun accepted, so the pair set out. Not long after they left, another messenger approached, this time telling Madojutsu that Lord Tadaka wished to speak with him, the messenger becoming very nervous when Madojutsu said he’d happily go speak with “Gaichi”. Iruko left following Madojutsu and Bortei just worked on drying herself off after Papiiro had given her an unexpected bath.
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Once again I’m behind, so I’m combining write-ups in an attempt to make it all work.

The group had returned just in time as a familiar face arrived to take them to Stonehenge and the ritual. The Verbena mage who’d looked over Andrea earlier, Charles Wilsh, talked them through the process of the ceremony. They really only needed to follow his lead and not get in the way, but it was important that they not act in any way that might be interfere with the ritual itself. They all agreed and moved forward. They had to remove their clothing and as they walked in circles around the central altar Charles stopped from time to time to enact some portion of the ritual at marker stones. Near the top, they walked through a circle of mages, all chanting or working through various means to enact the ritual. There were several stones, or rather, gemstones of the same size as stepping stones. Each of the cabal felt drawn to a specific stone, and they took their place on it as they walked by. Once they’d taken their places, Melissa approached, the only one wearing a robe (but since everyone else was naked, it stood out). A somewhat brutal ceremony later where the girl on the altar drove a knife into herself, the spirit of Dogda formed above the alter.
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