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diatu2019-02-13 02:50 pm
paradoxical_personality) wrote in diatu2019-02-13 02:50 pm
The Secrets of Sundering - Log 1 - Open to All
The sooner Hel could learn something about the sort of magic that brought them here in the first place the sooner she might be able to return herself home. It was with that thought in mind that she carried out the week seeking information and listening to anything she could glean from her fellow students and staff as to where to even begin. One set of rumors specifically got her attention. It had the makings to either become a fool's errand or to great some insight into her query. Machalabie, was the oldest temple in Ascelion, and apparently if it was to be believed it could have very well been the backdrop to a religious cults attempts at sundering. The vintage itself bespoke of the possibility of being infused with arcane magic, so the appeal of investigating it was too great.
It would have been better, if she had her own magic to call upon or a few willing compatriots to bounce ideas off of, but seeing as she had only made a few acquaintances she wasn't sure who to ask. Besides, the building likely wasn't still in use so the danger was likely minute.
Leaving the school grounds, to head to the temple she didn't try to mask where she was going so anyone so inclined could have followed her. When she arrived at Machalabie, she took a moment to pause and look upon it. You could tell it was older compared to the temples that had built up around it, it must have seemed rather imposing in it's day. Walking up to it she soon entered the building and started getting a feel for the layout. Finding a secret chamber shouldn't be easy, but worthwhile.
[OOC: I re-read the faqs and such but if I'm doing this wrong please let me know! I can edit accordingly!]
It would have been better, if she had her own magic to call upon or a few willing compatriots to bounce ideas off of, but seeing as she had only made a few acquaintances she wasn't sure who to ask. Besides, the building likely wasn't still in use so the danger was likely minute.
Leaving the school grounds, to head to the temple she didn't try to mask where she was going so anyone so inclined could have followed her. When she arrived at Machalabie, she took a moment to pause and look upon it. You could tell it was older compared to the temples that had built up around it, it must have seemed rather imposing in it's day. Walking up to it she soon entered the building and started getting a feel for the layout. Finding a secret chamber shouldn't be easy, but worthwhile.
[OOC: I re-read the faqs and such but if I'm doing this wrong please let me know! I can edit accordingly!]
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His eyes followed hers to the stone, then bent to pick it up and shifted closer. An odd test, but sensible upon further thought. Better this than his hand.
This close, he could see the stains and swirling- was that magic..? Eleven glanced at his fellow student, but held the stone over the opening then let it drop with a wince.
Goddess above, but he prayed nothing happened.
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In hindsight she should have shared her concerns out loud but her companion was in no were shape for the omission.
When he looked towards her, Hel gave a nod to ascent that she was ready and would be observing the results. The stone fell towards the vortex and it seem like the air stilled. What would happen....?