Soulless Forest Altar
Juggernaut
Mangler
10-28-2022, 02:14 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-31-2022, 10:22 PM by Seadragoness. Edited 2 times in total.)
Things were ever-changing, it seemed. He had visited the altar in the veteran's plateau, but now he traveled elsewhere to see what else was to be found. Wolves seemed to be traveling now more this season, with those strange autumn bubbles still cropping up in the lands. He ended up following others to the Southern Forests...and there, he found a statue that was significantly different from the last one he had visited. The crimson male approached, looking it over before his gaze drifted to the familiars at its base. They were quiet. Seemingly making no sound. Not even so much as the sound of a breath could be heard. Strange. As his gaze returned to the statue, he could feel a sense of foreboding washing over the area...perhaps this was the deity that he needed to trust. The one that he felt connected to him more than the last one had. After all, the three heads could signify what he often felt inside. He knew he wasn't just of one mind...not when his Demon always lurked in the back of it. Watching. Waiting. Controlling. Keeping him from living a normal life. Destroying everything he cared for. When was enough going to be enough? Until he was dead? Like Elias...? The skull on his head, he felt, probably wasn't going to be a good enough offering. Instead, he approached the statue and leaned his head down, tilting it just enough so that his antler lined up with his foreleg and at the same time, gently dropping the deer skull upside down at the base of the statue. With one swift movement of his head, he sliced his foreleg with his antler, holding it over the skull and using it as a sort of bowl as he let the blood flow into it. "For retribution." He whispered. No more. No less. He backed away, leaving his offering before turning away. "Ignis""Blödhgarm" |
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NPC:
Not a soul does flinch as your foreleg is sliced and your blood offering is completed. No sound is made, and for a moment you wonder if it had any effect at all. At least until the blood pooled within the skull began to audibly boil.
Crimson bubbles begin to form and pop, the hot liquid slowly running out from the skull containing it in unnaturally pathing thick, wet lines. It runs across and down the marble altar in all directions, pouring into the grass blow. The more it boils, the more blood is seemingly created, and before long the amount that decorates the slab and the ground is well beyond what one wolf's own body could ever contain.
From either side of the altar the blood's mysterious pathing suddenly redirects, the many lines converging back together into one at the foot of the statue - directly before you, the vessel. Before your eyes the pooling liquid rises and begins to take shape, though inexplicably cannot seem to decide upon one form or another. Through a multitude of large creatures the crimson configuration shuffles and then suddenly, explodes.
Your eyes squeeze shut instinctively as the hot blood splatters your face, though when they dare to reopen all trace of red is gone. The grasses remain dry though fog-laden, the altar a pristine marbling of white and grey. The skull you offered still remains, though with only small flecks of faded brown are left upon the bone. Before you where the blood had converged now stands something new, a creature formed blood and given life... by you?
Before you go, something draws you to glance up and meet the stoney gaze upon each of the three-headed statue’s faces. A keen observer might notice a distinct change in the expression of each as they look upon the intricate carving, where each of the cerberus’ maws have appeared to curve up into a toothy grin. A clump of thick fog dances behind the statue’s rear, converging onto its stone tail and wagging three times before dispersing back into mist.
You have received:
Oversized Companion Pass
Staff: Used on Medusa
Not a soul does flinch as your foreleg is sliced and your blood offering is completed. No sound is made, and for a moment you wonder if it had any effect at all. At least until the blood pooled within the skull began to audibly boil.
Crimson bubbles begin to form and pop, the hot liquid slowly running out from the skull containing it in unnaturally pathing thick, wet lines. It runs across and down the marble altar in all directions, pouring into the grass blow. The more it boils, the more blood is seemingly created, and before long the amount that decorates the slab and the ground is well beyond what one wolf's own body could ever contain.
From either side of the altar the blood's mysterious pathing suddenly redirects, the many lines converging back together into one at the foot of the statue - directly before you, the vessel. Before your eyes the pooling liquid rises and begins to take shape, though inexplicably cannot seem to decide upon one form or another. Through a multitude of large creatures the crimson configuration shuffles and then suddenly, explodes.
Your eyes squeeze shut instinctively as the hot blood splatters your face, though when they dare to reopen all trace of red is gone. The grasses remain dry though fog-laden, the altar a pristine marbling of white and grey. The skull you offered still remains, though with only small flecks of faded brown are left upon the bone. Before you where the blood had converged now stands something new, a creature formed blood and given life... by you?
Before you go, something draws you to glance up and meet the stoney gaze upon each of the three-headed statue’s faces. A keen observer might notice a distinct change in the expression of each as they look upon the intricate carving, where each of the cerberus’ maws have appeared to curve up into a toothy grin. A clump of thick fog dances behind the statue’s rear, converging onto its stone tail and wagging three times before dispersing back into mist.
You have received:
Oversized Companion Pass
Staff: Used on Medusa
Ignis is unpredictable and may become violent with little or no provocation due to his "demon"
*Ignis' tail is docked, and his left ear has been torn away and now resembles a Battle crop style.
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