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queencrimson) wrote2014-12-27 09:33 pm
queencrimson) wrote2014-12-27 09:33 pm
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Shard 1: The Binding of Ifrit.
Memory: Sig Pos; The Secrets of Allag/The Binding of Ifrit
Regained: Day 116; Magpie
Summary: Summoning is often crispy.
The desert sun is hot enough she can feel her skin already starting to burn, what little of it isn't covered, but that's fine. Y'mhitra has said before, and says again, that someplace heavily aligned with fire is required for this ritual.
The stone in your hand thrums with energy as you trace over it, waiting for her to set up the wards. If the Allagans knew how to do this, if they did it so often there was known procedure...you frown. If this was a viable way to solve the problem of primals, they'd be gone already. But maybe, maybe there's a solution here--Allag stretched nearly the breadth of the world itself. Surely, in their old magic, there's new knowledge to be found...
Y'mhitra calls out, and while you can't hear what she says, you know she's ready. It's time. You nod, and start the ritual, pouring aether into the stone into your hand. The heat goes from uncomfortable to painful, the air nearly suffocating as the fiery creature appears on the desert sands. A portion of the primal Ifrit's soul, the portion you took when you killed him. It is yours, as long as you can defeat it.
And you know you will.
What This Does:
-Names: Y'mhitra! Belongs to a catgirl. Feelings of comraderie but not super-strong; maybe I don't know her that well.
-Ifrit--BAD. Something huge, called a 'Primal'? They're a big problem, and powerful, apparently. But I killed it?
-Allag/Allagan; some ancient civilization or something. Had summoners. Gone now.
-+ I am apparently a badass holy shit
-+Must find answers/solutions to problems. Even if it hurts.
-+I GUESS I KNOW HOW I GOT MY SUMMON NOW? -> How many Primals are there?/Are all summons from Primals?
-She probably said my name if only I'd been listening oops.
Regained: Day 116; Magpie
Summary: Summoning is often crispy.
The desert sun is hot enough she can feel her skin already starting to burn, what little of it isn't covered, but that's fine. Y'mhitra has said before, and says again, that someplace heavily aligned with fire is required for this ritual.
The stone in your hand thrums with energy as you trace over it, waiting for her to set up the wards. If the Allagans knew how to do this, if they did it so often there was known procedure...you frown. If this was a viable way to solve the problem of primals, they'd be gone already. But maybe, maybe there's a solution here--Allag stretched nearly the breadth of the world itself. Surely, in their old magic, there's new knowledge to be found...
Y'mhitra calls out, and while you can't hear what she says, you know she's ready. It's time. You nod, and start the ritual, pouring aether into the stone into your hand. The heat goes from uncomfortable to painful, the air nearly suffocating as the fiery creature appears on the desert sands. A portion of the primal Ifrit's soul, the portion you took when you killed him. It is yours, as long as you can defeat it.
And you know you will.
What This Does:
-Names: Y'mhitra! Belongs to a catgirl. Feelings of comraderie but not super-strong; maybe I don't know her that well.
-Ifrit--BAD. Something huge, called a 'Primal'? They're a big problem, and powerful, apparently. But I killed it?
-Allag/Allagan; some ancient civilization or something. Had summoners. Gone now.
-+ I am apparently a badass holy shit
-+Must find answers/solutions to problems. Even if it hurts.
-+I GUESS I KNOW HOW I GOT MY SUMMON NOW? -> How many Primals are there?/Are all summons from Primals?
-She probably said my name if only I'd been listening oops.