Angeline L1-4 Fever Dreams

Attack, Curse "Fever Dreams"
Level 1-4
Summary: Magical powder, causes painful fever with hallucinations
Element: Fire
Requirements: Alchemical and Ritual work
Duration: 24 hours, may be shortened by magical healing.
Material: black powder, charred bone dust, volcanic ash, dried chilies, snake skin
Chant: Personal power chant, followed with:
By Eldritch Flame
By Dreaming Dark
I call upon you.
My adversary
Has wronged me
My adversary
Has trespassed against me.
Give them not madness
Let them taste of it
By your touch
Let it burn

[17:09] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] set up her alchemical on top of the small steamer trunk. A strange mix of components She made sure to carefully spoon out each ingredient into a marble motor and pestle. First came the dried chillies, four spoonfuls. Next she measured out three spoonfuls of volcanic ash. The ash was followed by two spoonfuls of blackened bone dust. The final component was one spoonful of black powder. She ground the materials with care, keeping it free from anything that might ignite or cause a spark. She had seem a few magickal accidents with the use of flammable or explosive materials. She didn't want to risk loosing a finger to the gun powder.
[17:11] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] brushed the back of her hand across a sweating brow, stray hairs plastered to the side of her face as she worked. She uncoiled a bit of hide, smoothing out over the top of the steamer trunk. She dipped a glass quill into the inkwell and began to scribe the spell across the dried snake skin
[16:13] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] stripped out of her clothing, standing in her undergarments. She collected her spell components and moved towards the circle inscribed along the floor boards
[16:16] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] began to walk the inner perimeter, pouring out a fine line of dirt that traced along the circle before moving closer to the center. Angeline carefully poured the grave dirt out in a almost crude pattern. Remarkable in the fact that the sigil had been created by pouring of a single line. She moved back to the large steamer and removed a fresh set of high quality wax candles. The black wax smelling faintly of cedar, she began setting the candles out along the compass points. From the steamer she removed a bottle of rum, grasping it in hand.
[16:17] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] took a pull from the bottle of rum, aspirating the liquor over the compass points and the earthen sigil while she walked in a odd almost rhythmic pattern. She spoke low as she began to intone, " By graven earth I make my request. Echoes of the past, the long forgotten dead, I call to you. Hungry Dead hear my plea. Protect me from those who wish to divert me from my fate." She held a handful of earth in her right hand the the pendant in her left. Mentally pulling the energy from the grave dirt and imagined it transferring into the moldvite.
[16:18] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] her protective circle cast she began to chant, slowly putting her force of will behind each word. O-Da- Mas, I Rachana call upon The Dreaming Dark, [16:19] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] held the snake skin in her hand as she began the incantation,
By Eldritch Flame
By Dreaming Dark
I call upon you.
My adversary
Has wronged me
My adversary
Has trespassed against me.
Give them not madness
Let them taste of it
By your touch
Let it burn
[16:24] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] held the skin aloft, before holding over a candle flame, causing the skin to smoke, curl and burn. As she skin burned away to ash Angeline began to dance. Slow movements at first, her feet moving in a strange sort of beating pattern. She danced and swayed to a strange inner music and began to stomp and twirl inside the circle working herself into a fervor, sweat beading and rolling off her skin as she danced
[16:26] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] lost all sense of being, sense, and time as she danced. Her thoughts spiraling outwards, images of deep space occasionally breaking through to her consciousness.
[16:26] Corum McConaught: "What's all that then? Everythig all right?" Thinking there was something human behind all that clatter and noise. He smelled something familiar from the war-- burning flesh.
[16:29] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] collasped into a heap on the floor as she passed out from exhaustion. It was sometime later when she awoke, her body sore and having no memory of the dance itself.
[16:30] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] sighed. The ritual done, she walked to the edge of the circle and swept a boot across the dirt and power breaking the seal. She made her way to the bookcase and removed an empty bottle. [17:41] Angeline Blackrain (niobe.flux) [Angeline] penned the name of the spell powder on the bottle, "Fever Dreams' She spoke to herself as she corked it, placing it upon a shelf. " That should work well enough, gods willing. A bit of that blown into someone's eyes should give them a painful fever with hallucinations.