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Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

I have returned from my weekend away with gold, frankincense and... fuck! I forgot the myrrh again! What is myrrh anyways?

Awesome to come back to some great posts. Never has bitchiness and companionship been in such harmony xD. Welcome back tirgesfu, even though I'm not from the original thread :)

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Igraine said
You are positively adorable Crabby, and of course you'll be missed! But however that may be, you have a fantastic weekend hon! *waves*

Oh, you! *blushes* Thanks a bunch, I'll do my best and you have a great weekend too. That goes for all you other guys too ^_^

AmongHeroes said
Hey guys! Wonderful posts and great activity in the good 'ol Pieces of 8 thread here. It does a GM good to see such. On that note however, my esteemed Co-GM and I would like to get a new headcount for the RP. Just want to update the cast and know who we need to wait on or not. Thanks guys and gals!

Alive and kickin'! :) In the departure lounge for the Aer Lingus flight.

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Posted :) I may be away for the weekend in case anyone wants me. Not that they would T_T

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Oh dear. He had meant his final words to be kind. Atticus’ reaction -- clenched jaw, sullen eyes and silent dismissal – indicated a mishap. Perhaps the tone in his voice or the expression on his face had betrayed him, or maybe the matter was so messed up Atticus could not accept such quick and easy forgiveness. Raleigh wasn’t one to snipe and he’d come across as a bitch. Despite knowing better, it still bruised his ego. Some part of his conscious deemed appearance important, ironic given his untimely transformation.

He looked around to see if anyone was looking at him, the others now several inches lower. He saw the dark man in the trench coat blink at him but it was impossible to say what his reaction was, emotion locked behind a granite visage. He was clearly not human even before glimpsing his internal spirit, lustrous jet black skin shimmering slightly under his black eyes. Raleigh even doubted whether the figure was organic. This fascinated him, as well as the uniqueness of the spirit that shone within him. What is that?, Raleigh wondered. He saw that the being had sadly sided himself with the Egypt team and hoped that he would be able to glean more from him when – if – they saw each other again.

A whistle drew Raleigh’s attention from reverie. It was time to learn of Mr. Hoyle’s circumstances and Raleigh swivelled his cervine ears towards Atticus. He was well aware of the savagery of the Lupus Naturae and its bloody past and despised them for their disregard of the laws of nature and lack of compassion for other creatures. Much of their killing over the centuries was prudishly sanctimonious, and in fact was selfish and indulgent. They had constructed the stereotype of werewolves as a barbaric, wild and uncultivated race; in great contrast to the character of Mr. Hoyle. He didn’t know why the Lupus Naturae were like this, what their motives were and are, but whatever the reasons they were bad news and needed absolution.

It was always good when Raleigh felt predisposed to a mission’s objectives. He knew he performed far better when he was passionate about his tasks. He would happily confront the werewolf organisation even if it wasn’t personal to Mr. Hoyle. Of course, that was a huge bonus.

Raleigh flicked away a horsefly with a lazy swish of his tail as Atticus briefly paused. The mists were encroaching again, dispersed momentarily by Isis’ presence. It curled around his hooves, dampening his hairs. The cold came back with it, biting at Raleigh’s exposed torso. He shuddered as Atticus brought out the unusual bone implement. It was as if the land was groping for it with cloudy fingers. Raleigh recognised its shape from aeons gone by. It wasn’t just the cold now that made him shiver and his hairs stand on end. It is no coincidence I was brought here, he feared.

A full moon rippled in a silent lake… No – now was not the time. Raleigh repressed the vision.

Atticus brought the artefact to the monolith he had leant against and spoke in a tongue Raleigh hadn’t in years. His first language. “Le cnámh agus fola, lorg mé síochána.” He had heard it before, somewhere.

The release of ancient magic enveloped Raleigh in jade light. The flames sprung to life like ghosts of old awakened from deep slumber. Raleigh watched in awe as they connected the individual stones to form a circular wall of green fire, a howling wolf head in the centre crooning to the night. The violent wind whipped at his coat and he tottered a little from hoof to hoof to maintain balance. He looked to Dr. Kinnon and smiled before tilting his head to the heavens and stretching out his arms for deliverance.

Naruto: Birth of a Better Generation

I feel for ya, I couldn't handle it haha. At least they're not quitting halfway through which is far more damaging. If you get fed up of the Casual section, I'd happily support a reboot in Advanced. But let's hope it doesn't come to that! :)

Let's hope this interest check becomes fruitful over the week. Come on Naruto fans! :D

Naruto: Birth of a Better Generation

This seems fun, I'll join if you can get at least two others :)

Has anything prominent happened in the IC yet?

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Sorry for the confusion guys! Raleigh's going on Hoyle's mission. I've edited the last paragraph to make this more obvious :)

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Isis was like no other being Raleigh had ever encountered. Who would have thought at such a large gathering of supernatural entities would be eclipsed by a singular presence; a deity. Raleigh thought gods and goddesses were the work of folklore and religion, hell, he had been made one of sorts by the Celts in his prior life. But she was the real deal. The rainbow nimbus that radiated from her skin was just like the depictions of angels from medieval illuminations. It cascaded holy light over the stones that seemed to glow with magical energy. Raleigh had an overwhelming desire to see him with his true eyes, see her naked heavenly spirit. It felt heretical to deceive her with magic; she was the patroness of magic and nature. She looked in his eyes, eyes of nectar, liquid silver. He was beckoned, he morphed.

He always forgot how great it was to feel the fresh air on his coat, feel the thick russet hairs dance in the breeze. He stood just over nine feet tall, though was level height with the goddess, his impressive antlers making up the remaining two feet. His clothes lay in tatters by his hooves, victims of his abrupt transformation. His senses were awakened, as if his consciousness pulsed radially outwards to impossible reaches and detected the slightest flap of a fly’s wing. Smell was practically a sixth sense, operating in a dimension humanity could not possibly comprehend. The true sixth sense however, the ability to “see” and commune with spirits, offered a lens through which the hidden world of the spirits could be seen. Raleigh saw into the heart of Isis and was blinded by the brilliance.

Never had he seen a soul shine so brightly. He had to look away; it burnt his rectangular retinas like magnesium to fire. Never had he felt such an allure to a soul, not since Lena.

Raleigh regained his senses, ashamed that he had acted without thinking first. Isis answered his questions to an extent and his heart waned for her. No, this was not rational. He was a being of science, logical and rational thought. The pros and cons of the mission must be weighed. If they did recover the ankh, how was he to know this goddess would not abuse its power, however unlikely this seemed. Could he trust this stranger, goddess or not? Raleigh had had his fill of treachery.

He looked to Atticus before he changed his mind. Mr. Hoyle. “I will go on Mr. Hoyle's mission with you.” The next two words were a great release, the two syllables carrying all the weight of his world. “Old friend.”

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Oh Unlit, Adam's story was so tragic T_T

All such beautiful posts guys, I always get excited when I see another post up ^_^

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Added asterisks at breaks as a compromise under your guidance, LT