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'''by Azreal De Lu`Rael ''' | '''by Azreal De Lu`Rael ''' | ||
| − | + | a book appears before | |
you.. it opens to reveal | you.. it opens to reveal | ||
forgotten lore upon pages | forgotten lore upon pages | ||
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with darkness and you | with darkness and you | ||
slowly begin to read of | slowly begin to read of | ||
| − | its foul text | + | its foul text |
Journal Entry | Journal Entry | ||
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Amon began the service | Amon began the service | ||
upon my arrival though it | upon my arrival though it | ||
| − | + | wasn't long before the | |
kine armies came to | kine armies came to | ||
disrupt my little affair, | disrupt my little affair, | ||
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date. | date. | ||
| − | + | while flipping the page | |
you come upon a folded | you come upon a folded | ||
parchment.. a record of | parchment.. a record of | ||
the affair. You slowly | the affair. You slowly | ||
open it unable to resist | open it unable to resist | ||
| − | its content* | + | its content* |
| − | + | Amon ,Facing the crowd, | |
begins to greet those | begins to greet those | ||
| − | assembled | + | assembled |
Brethren of the Order of | Brethren of the Order of | ||
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Welcome | Welcome | ||
| − | + | Amon turns and faces | |
| − | the front of the temple | + | the front of the temple |
Amon: Aghum sit larimesh | Amon: Aghum sit larimesh | ||
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grak | grak | ||
| − | + | Amon speaks solemnly | |
Oblivion is the end | Oblivion is the end | ||
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Etheng! | Etheng! | ||
| − | + | Amon begins to chant | |
once more* | once more* | ||
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the crowd once more. | the crowd once more. | ||
| − | + | Amon stands still a | |
moment before beginning | moment before beginning | ||
| − | to speak | + | to speak |
| − | + | you sense a presence in | |
the air as you read this | the air as you read this | ||
record. | record. | ||
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your soul begins to fill | your soul begins to fill | ||
with energy as the words | with energy as the words | ||
| − | begin to be spoken | + | begin to be spoken |
| − | + | the priest raises his | |
arms and head to the | arms and head to the | ||
| − | sky and chants | + | sky and chants |
I am the thorn in the | I am the thorn in the | ||
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the gate | the gate | ||
| − | + | Amon closes eyes and | |
| − | continues | + | continues |
I am the ghost in the | I am the ghost in the | ||
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You can only embrace me | You can only embrace me | ||
| − | + | Amon finishes the chant | |
| − | and keeps eyes closed | + | and keeps eyes closed |
Ost, nakim telak freh | Ost, nakim telak freh | ||
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Etheng! Etheng! Etheng! | Etheng! Etheng! Etheng! | ||
| − | + | Amon lowers his arms, | |
turns his head to the | turns his head to the | ||
crowd he slowly opens his | crowd he slowly opens his | ||
| − | eyes | + | eyes |
My brethren, This night, | My brethren, This night, | ||
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Oblivion. | Oblivion. | ||
| − | + | As Azreal and the kine | |
Molly approach Amon | Molly approach Amon | ||
| − | turns to the Altar | + | turns to the Altar |
| − | + | Amon begins to chant in | |
| − | an arcane language | + | an arcane language |
Un re-a an Ptah, uau | Un re-a an Ptah, uau | ||
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temtiu. | temtiu. | ||
| − | + | the priest stops | |
chanting* | chanting* | ||
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of Eternity! | of Eternity! | ||
| − | + | Amon turns to Azreal | |
| − | and Molly | + | and Molly |
I welcome thee into the | I welcome thee into the | ||
Latest revision as of 02:26, 21 February 2024
a book appears I by Azreal De Lu`Rael
a book appears before you.. it opens to reveal forgotten lore upon pages of flesh... the words inked in blood. The book calls you to read of it.. your mind becomes clouded with darkness and you slowly begin to read of its foul text
Journal Entry February 23rd, Year of Shadow
The preparations were
now complete and I and
my ghoul slowly entered
the great Temple of
Oblivion.
The day had finally come
when the kine Molly would
be eternally soul bound
with me, how delicious.
I scanned the church with my eyes adoring their fine taste in decoration, that was always another thing I despised about the kine.. no sense in taste always wearing their cloth and arms which were always hardly fashionable.
But returning to my tale..
I slowly climbed the steps leading to the great clergy hall leading my kine servant closely beside me.
Upon reaching my destination I noticed all numbers of the damned awaiting the ritual, this had greatly pleased me.
I walked slowly up the aisle leading to the alter, showing off my latest conquest with the great priest Amon awaiting, I always did love making an entrance.
Amon began the service upon my arrival though it wasn't long before the kine armies came to disrupt my little affair, though I think the spilt human blood accented it quite nice.
The death knights and other powerful warriors of the damned quickly took up arms to see to the kine intrusion, many corpses began to litter the great hall leading all the way up the steps, I was moved by their gesture.. laying their lives down on this glorious day... I would have to gift them with my thanks at later date.
while flipping the page you come upon a folded parchment.. a record of the affair. You slowly open it unable to resist its content*
Amon ,Facing the crowd, begins to greet those assembled
Brethren of the Order of the Ebon Skull... Welcome
Amon turns and faces the front of the temple
Amon: Aghum sit larimesh dur agh bashim Amon: Sel goruk teh'solet grak
Amon speaks solemnly
Oblivion is the end Those who heed his call will be rewarded Those who fail will be destroyed There is no weakness There is only fearlessness Oblivion is the power There is no other Heed therefore my call and bow in fear before the hand that would Mercilessly destroy you. Etheng!
Amon begins to chant once more*
Abruk nakar et lokim Etheng Frak kalan lak mackuk bathil
Amon bows to both pillars before turning to face the crowd once more.
Amon stands still a moment before beginning to speak
you sense a presence in the air as you read this record. Shadows seem to move about impossible ways and your soul begins to fill with energy as the words begin to be spoken
the priest raises his arms and head to the sky and chants
I am the thorn in the foot; I am the blur in the sight I am the worm at the root, I am the thief in the night I am the rat in the wall, the leper that leers at the gate
Amon closes eyes and continues
I am the ghost in the hall, herald of horror and hate I am the rust on the corn, I am the filth on the wheat Laughing man's labor to scorn, weaving a web for his feet. I am canker and mildew and blight, danger and death and decay The rot of the rain by night, the blast of the sun by day I warp and wither with drought, I work in the swamp's foul yeast I bring the black plague from the south and leprosy in from the east I am the shrill cold spirit that chills the darkness you feel in the night I am the chaos that tears stars apart. You cannot escape me You cannot defeat me You can only embrace me
Amon finishes the chant and keeps eyes closed
Ost, nakim telak freh sakarax Ist gulagh talamuk ogh ner
Blessed is the Darkness through which we move. Blessed is Death we bring to Life Blessed is Oblivion.
Etheng! Etheng! Etheng!
Amon lowers his arms, turns his head to the crowd he slowly opens his eyes
My brethren, This night, in the tradition the High Priest has set fourth, we shall celebrate the union of two children of our Father, Oblivion.
As Azreal and the kine Molly approach Amon turns to the Altar
Amon begins to chant in an arcane language
Un re-a an Ptah, uau netu, uau netu, aru re-a an neter nut-a. Meh aper em heka, uau netu, uau netu, en Suti sau re-a. Khesef-tu Tem uten-nef senef sai set.
Un re-a, apu re-a an Shu em nut-ef tui ent baat en pet enti ap-nef re en ! neteru am-es. Nuk Sehet! Hems-a her kes amt urt aat ent pet. Nuk Sahu! Urt her-ab baiu Annu. Ar heka neb etet neb etu er-a sut, aha neteru er-sen paut neteru temtiu.
the priest stops chanting*
May Oblivion give me voice, May He open my mouth, May the gods and their children hear my voice, and resist those who would silence me. I am the flame, which shines upon the Opener of Eternity!
Amon turns to Azreal and Molly
I welcome thee into the Temple, in this day which we celebrate the union of you both. You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore. You shall be together when the black wings of death scatter your days. Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God. But let there be spaces in your togetherness, and let the winds of the Oblivion dance between you. Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other's cup, but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. For only the hand of Death can contain your hearts. And stand together yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and cypress grow not in each other's shadow.'