"Oh, fine, I'll stop. Stop waiting to finish the ritual, that is." You realize after this comes out of your mouth that it was a horrific pun and that you should be ashamed of yourself for even making it.
You begin the ritual, using the book as a reference as you draw the sigla and runes on the ground. You think you did about an Average job with this. Once the Basic Binding Circle is done, you do some touchup on the Warding Circle since the Wraith had been rather successful at damaging it. Your touchup upgrades it it from Unsteady to Weak. You think this should be enough, you reread the words and sigla you're supposed to trace for a minute before starting, best double check.
You begin the ritual. You walk in circles around the screaming Wraith, chanting arcane words and tracing symbols with the torch, both on the ground and in the air. You feel something drain from you and as as the ritual progresses, the torchfire slowly begins burning purple. The sigla you burn into the air float suspended as you draw. The runes on the ground are alight with purple fire. As the words roll out of your mouth, the room grows darker, the only things visible are the fires. Soon these fade as well.. Unfazed and almost entranced in the chanting and slashing, you continue on in darkness.. cold skeletal hands guiding you for several more minutes before suddenly, they release you. You stop and reality explodes back into existence. You look around...
The Wraith is standing, still locked in the ward, it however no longer attempts to break free anymore. You can feel a mental thread connecting it to you. There are runes burned on almost every flat surface of the room and you're feeling rather drained.
Lightly bruised base of tail.
Somewhat bruised butt.
Lightly bruised forehead.
Lightly bruised lower back.
Slightly Defiant.
Somewhat Unsettled.
Rather Curious.
Slightly Lonely.
Slightly Sad.
Slightly Scared.
Extremely Hungry.
Extremely Thirsty.
Extremely Drained.
Very Tired.
Rather Intrigued.
Slightly Terrified.
Rather Amused.
Somewhat Mischievous.
Slightly Playful.
Slightly Gleeful.
Black Robe 0/10 Inventory Slots Used. Layer 1, Covering Torso, Arms, and Legs. Has hood, hood is not being used:
Black Leatherbound Book (Parts of it are pulsing.)(Contains a basic reanimation of bone ritual.)
Pouch 3/3 Slots taken. Tied to Robe
Piece of Metal (Stone with Metal = Sparks)
Piece of Stone (Metal with Stone = Sparks)
Unsettling Note.
Held in hands:
Black Leatherbound Book (Parts of it are pulsing.)
Contains a Basic Bone Reanimation Ritual.
Contains a Lesser Enslave Undead Ritual.
Torch (Lit)
Sidepassage behind you.
Ornate Archway Above you.
Coffins, lots and lots of coffins.
Golden Sarcophagus.
Bowl of 13 assorted gems.
Screaming Wraith clawing at a warding circle's wards, looks like he/it is panicking.
Old Left Skeletal Femur, slightly soggy on lower end, lightly gnawed on lower end.
Basic Weak Warding Circle surrounding the Wraith.
Extremely Advanced Runic Form of Binding filling room.
Okayish memory of Basic Binding Circles.
Vague memory of Basic Warding Circles.
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Topic: Miasmatic. (Plot!) (Read 24048 times)