Mists over the Musarde, Chapter Four
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Alain adds his blood to the circle. Just as soon as he crosses both his feet into the ring, he immediately vanishes from sight.
The natives become panicked, shouting about,
''Witchery! Black Magic!''
The entire native search party bolts into the treeline, taking the dogs with them.
The rain begins to fall in earnest now, threatening to drench anyone not under shelter. The flashes of lightning and thunderclaps are getting closer and louder. A stiff wind shakes the trees about the little glade.
The natives become panicked, shouting about,
''Witchery! Black Magic!''
The entire native search party bolts into the treeline, taking the dogs with them.
The rain begins to fall in earnest now, threatening to drench anyone not under shelter. The flashes of lightning and thunderclaps are getting closer and louder. A stiff wind shakes the trees about the little glade.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
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The rain has not quite washed the stones clean when Norzak dribbles his own blood onto the circle, steps in, and vanishes.
Now only Dorgio, Bennedict, and Cirdan remain in the rain soaked glade.
The summer storm that has drenched the area passes as quickly as it had come. The dark clouds overhead have drifted away, borne on the high winds. Bright, warm sunshine once again lights the forest. The air settles somehwat, the stiff winds lessening to nothing more than a gentle breeze.
Now only Dorgio, Bennedict, and Cirdan remain in the rain soaked glade.
The summer storm that has drenched the area passes as quickly as it had come. The dark clouds overhead have drifted away, borne on the high winds. Bright, warm sunshine once again lights the forest. The air settles somehwat, the stiff winds lessening to nothing more than a gentle breeze.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
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Bennedict sighs in irritation and looks at Dorgio and Cirdan. "Apparently my lecture about trying to go in prepared was very effective."
He sighs and steps into the circle himself. "Well, we'd best go rescue the fools." He repeats the process of cutting his hands and spreading blood onto the stones.
He sighs and steps into the circle himself. "Well, we'd best go rescue the fools." He repeats the process of cutting his hands and spreading blood onto the stones.
"Of course," Benn mutters, "It would be a damned shame if we ever knew what the hell was actually going on."
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Jon experiences a momentary disorientation. The overcast sky and sylvan scenery of the glade is suddenly wrenched from his view and replaced with a shadow haunted vault of black stone. The only light is a thin sliver of sunlight coming in through a narrow grill set high into the wall to his left. Looking down, Jon sees that he is standing in the center of a white stone circle inlaid into the flagstones. It is almost identical to the one in the glade, only this one is not bloodstained. Once his eyes adjust to the half-light, the boy can make out that he stands in the middle of a rectangular chamber that is roughly ten feet cubed. Jon sees no obvious egress [the window grill is small] other than a corridor to his right. The archway there holds the decayed remnant of an ancient door, of which little is left but rusty hinges and a few scraps of mouldering wood.
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Jon isn't alone in the chamber for very long. Alain appears in the circle, quite suddenly and without warning. Over the next few minutes, Norzak and then Bennedict likewise appear.
[All of you suffer momentary disorientation from your teleportation between circles].
[All of you suffer momentary disorientation from your teleportation between circles].
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"Brave boy" Dorgio mutters when he sees Jon vanish. As the others disappear and the locals panic and run, the priest casts a backward glance at the group, wondering briefly if they will be safe in their panic shoud this prove some sort of feint. But they knew the land better than he did, and he had other priorities at the moment. He let the wet, only half-finished cigarillo drop onto the ground, then he pricked his finger with the tip of the star-iron spear, smeared his blood on the stones, and stepped into the circle.
"You said I killed you--haunt me, then!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!” -Wuthering Heights
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Dorgio feels a queer whirling, rushing feeling pass over him- and finds himself standing in the dim stone vault with the rest of the party. Well, most of the party. Cirdan has yet to join them.
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After getting there Alain nods to Jon in greeting then gets out of the circle . He takes up a position to the right of the corridor to be out of some one's sight(1) if they come down it . Signaling to Jon for silence by way of the eternal finger to lips motion .
1. Hide check 17, MS check 16 .
1. Hide check 17, MS check 16 .
"Evil only endures when good people remain silent ."
Tony inspired by Thomas Jefferson .
Tony inspired by Thomas Jefferson .
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No sooner than Alain hides beside the open doorway; soft footsteps can be heard coming down the dark hallway beyond. Anyone peeking into the hall may spot the wobbling glimmer of a candle or lamp. The footseps begin to sound a wee bit louder and closer as the light seems to grow.
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Now the person carrying the candle has come close to the doorway. By the light of a single taper, you can see Gaston Van Diecks, walking with an easy, unhurried gait towards the room in which your party hides. He is whistling to himself. His clothing is torn and soiled, but he appears untired and unharmed.
Gaston stops a few paces short of the little room with the white stone circle. [I am assuming that all of you are at least attempting to hide, perhaps nestled against the walls]. With his free hand, he swiftly draws a wheellock pistol and points it towards the doorless arch.
''I know that you are in there. I can smell your stink and hear your breathing. Come out!''
Gaston stops a few paces short of the little room with the white stone circle. [I am assuming that all of you are at least attempting to hide, perhaps nestled against the walls]. With his free hand, he swiftly draws a wheellock pistol and points it towards the doorless arch.
''I know that you are in there. I can smell your stink and hear your breathing. Come out!''
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
