The raising of Beowulf

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The raising of Beowulf by S. M.

Assembled they stood, four necromancers set about the remains of the being known as Beowulf. Twas yet early in the day, though within Caina time stretchs but in the tides of gray. Of those summoning there was Tyranthraxus, Agaru, Kasha Grano and Cthulu, members one and all of the Order. These adepts in the dark arts one and all prapred their magics for the coming act, preparing themselves to call upon the will of Oblivion. Upon the cold stone of Morn Cirith they waited, until at last Tyranthraxus indicated that the ritual was to begin.

Raising hands, an enchantment was intoned (-the next few syllables are scrybed in an arcane symbols-)

Om Ni Vas Ni Vek

Once this was repeated by those assembled, the sky itself darkened as though night had begun. From the storm clouds above which poor a relentless sleet and snow to the inhabitants below crashed lighting in cruel arks that touched near to the Necromancers tower. As a storm of visible proportion grew, the incantations continued. (-Again, the next few lines are written in the same arcane style-)

Shre Nek Sas Na

Again the words where repeated, and darker yet the skies overhead drew as icey winds picked up to toss robe and hairs alike of the assembled party. As the wind gained speed, darkness suddenly fell. Akin to the extinguishing of a candles flame, the lights once about the tower of Morn Cirith dissapeared, leaving but the top of the tower and the necromancers visible. With their magics begin, Tyranthraxus gave a call out to the powers that listened thus. "Oblivion! Hear our cries!" This was repeated by the others as he began his plea.

"We this day ask to you to return to us a sould which has served you well. He has reaped the blood of the innocent and the ignorant for you. We plead to you, give him to us once again!" With this, he took from his pack several items which then where spread upon the floor before him.

"Oblion, hear us! We ask of you to return to us the Soul of Beowulf!"

(-Yet again the words change to arcane symbols for a brief time-)

Om Vi Olth An Corp

Such was intoned by the others, and the ritual completed as from the floor slowly formed and rose Beowulf. Body intact, created hence from some incorpreal state, he donned the armor and garments layed about on the floor about him before letting out a cackle of triumph. The healing magics of Entropy where placed about his person. A call of thanks was given to Entropy by Tyranthraxus, intoned by all others with calls of Etheng. The ritual ended as the darkness receded to its original state afore the ritual, andTyranthraxus gave a warning to Beawulf before dismissing all and one.

"You will (serve us), lest you return to the void. I must inform the Master. Dismissed!" And so those about departed, with the ritual ended.