Soulless Forest Altar
11-01-2022, 10:49 PM
Cyanide had seen the statues on her explorations, her runs. They drew her in, though she wasn't quite sure why. Strangely, especially for someone who didn't typically subscribe to the ideas of the gods. Cy really hadn't given it much thought in all of her time, all of her travels. She never really had to, with all the other things knocking around in her head. It was just... something else to think about. Still, for some reason, she couldn't get the statues out of her head. Hell, she was even starting to see them in her dreams. That was... that was enough. In her travels, she'd collected many different spare feathers. If it was on the ground, it was fair game, in her eyes. The pretty ones drew her in, especially the raven feathers that seemed to shine like oil slicks. Cyanide took a small bundle, nine feathers, and wrapped them tightly with a piece of rawhide. Securing them in the center, a small piece of obsidian that she'd found in her travels too. Satisfied with her work, she looped the pendent onto a long length of rawhide cord. The statue that drew her in the most, however, had three heads. With the same precision, Cy pulled together two more, identical to the first. That seemed like a good offering, at least in her eyes. The feathers had all been found, not produced by a kill, so she didn't feel weird leaving the pendent. It was the wraith's hope that the ravens would understand, from where they sat. As she approached, Cy dipped her head to each of the three heads of the statue in turn. An offering, respect given to each one. Gently, she set a pendant down before each of the three heads. The wraith's eyes settled on each for a moment, lingering before retreating into the shadows. cyanide he said to be cool but i'm already coolest |
NPC:
So close. The first impression you get is one of disappointment, like your offering might have been appreciated much more had it not had one fatal flaw. How sad for you. You also get the distinct feeling that should that hated item not been cushioned by symbolism the God greatly admires, that your punishment would have been far, far greater. Greater, perhaps, then any disrespectful wolf who had come before you.
Thousands of fireflies pour like tarry black liquid from the statue’s watchful gaze, dropping near to the grass and spreading out like pitch to cover the plane at your paws. No longer can you see the ground at all, the earth becoming a writhing, jumbled mess of the blackest of bugs. They wrap around the wrists at each of your limbs as they extend the living blanket outwards further and further and you freeze in place, waiting.
When the pain does come, it’s relatively mild and over quite quick. A slice is delivered to each of your forelimbs, one that will heal without even a scar. Upon the limbs protected by bracer the cut is applied deeper, slicing through the leather of your bracers and chipping the obsidian of the sheathed knife within.
Their punishment applied, the bugs begin to melt away. The dark, writhing blanket falls to the ground and begins to slowly recede back to their nest, crawling up the statue and flooding back into its eye sockets. You feel... very, very lucky, regardless of the mild but lingering pain poking at your limbs.
You have received:
Damaged Accessory
Your bracers with knife has been damaged and you must pay half the purchase price to have them made useable in combat again.
Staff: note when claimed
So close. The first impression you get is one of disappointment, like your offering might have been appreciated much more had it not had one fatal flaw. How sad for you. You also get the distinct feeling that should that hated item not been cushioned by symbolism the God greatly admires, that your punishment would have been far, far greater. Greater, perhaps, then any disrespectful wolf who had come before you.
Thousands of fireflies pour like tarry black liquid from the statue’s watchful gaze, dropping near to the grass and spreading out like pitch to cover the plane at your paws. No longer can you see the ground at all, the earth becoming a writhing, jumbled mess of the blackest of bugs. They wrap around the wrists at each of your limbs as they extend the living blanket outwards further and further and you freeze in place, waiting.
When the pain does come, it’s relatively mild and over quite quick. A slice is delivered to each of your forelimbs, one that will heal without even a scar. Upon the limbs protected by bracer the cut is applied deeper, slicing through the leather of your bracers and chipping the obsidian of the sheathed knife within.
Their punishment applied, the bugs begin to melt away. The dark, writhing blanket falls to the ground and begins to slowly recede back to their nest, crawling up the statue and flooding back into its eye sockets. You feel... very, very lucky, regardless of the mild but lingering pain poking at your limbs.
You have received:
Damaged Accessory
Your bracers with knife has been damaged and you must pay half the purchase price to have them made useable in combat again.
Staff: note when claimed
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