Level 1-4 Initiate
Summary: The user causes the talisman object to resonate by a natural means
Element: Fire
Requirements: Power symbol ,expend magik energy, magik seals (on an object capable of creating a vibration) ,chant , prop (object made with some portion of meteoritic metal or glass included), ingredients
Effect: The caster imbues a ritually prepared instrument with the ability to hit notes that saturate a target item with the destructive forces of the void. The item is enchanted by means of a set of arcane seals & glyphs which imbue it with this chaotic magik. In solids, and especially items with a rigid or crystalline structure, this manifests as a series of breaks and running cracks which occur along the natural tiny imperfections of the target. Materials of high fluidity and flexibility are unaffected. May be used on living targets, more specifically a bone within one.
Duration: Instant, talisman crumbles afterward
Material: Magik seals (on talisman object, examples: crystal glass, tuning fork, whistle, etc), meteoritic metal or glass. Talisman is soaked in a bath of: 1> sea water 2> cricket wings 3> bird blood 4> lemon juice 5> grave dirt
Chant: "
Example Chat Log:
RP Example - Shatter / "Destructive Resonance"
Rp for hiring a smith to cast one of the ingredients, tuning forks
2/25/2013 @ Forge
[19:37] Montwyte Blackrain had some blacksmithing business he was curious about so he watched Mr. Smith return to his shop, "Good evening to you as well Mr. Smith." Having just learned his name from the street conversation.
[19:38] Erp Wyatt hums a happy tune moving heavy stuff around
[19:40] Erp Wyatt places anoither reddened bar on the anvil
[19:42] Montwyte Blackrain gave a polite nod to the ladies on the street then wandered to the forge where he knocked firmly on the shop's wooden door. He stepped in carefully with the mind of someone use to a hazardous workplace. "If I might bother you with a question Mr. Smith. I'm trying to get something made, a few of them actually....tuning forks?"
[19:42] Erp Wyatt looks over to knock, "Oy yeah, come in..." he would say, "HOws that, tuning forks?"
[19:44] Montwyte Blackrain nods looking around the shop and speculating if it is fit out for casting. "Yes, I have one to sacrifice as a model. " He passed it to Mr. Smith while squinting at some smoke from the furnace.
[19:45] Erp Wyatt: "Yeah, I know what the device is...just what is it ya wanna know, sir?" he takes the fork and inspects it
[19:48] Montwyte Blackrain moved a bit to find a place of cooler temperatures. "I have some iron ore of unique origin, it has a little nickel in it as well...I was wondering if I could commission you to smelt that little bit of ore and use it to cast as many forks of that shape and size from it."
[19:49] Asher Quorzar shouts: Bellatrix, good evening ma'am....Taking the liberty of introducing myself, Ashley Czartoryski...bows most graciously
[19:50] Erp Wyatt: "Aye, as long as its not pure Iron...needs to be an alloy, vibrations alone would break apart the the structure...yeah I made a few for a piano tuner in London, "he nods, "ifn, ya can provide the materials, firstly cost ya less, and would be speedier."
[19:54] Montwyte Blackrain nods grateful that Mr. Smith seems available for the work. "Interesting that you should mention they might break, I suspect most of them will they are for some music experiments. Give me but a moment, I live just across the way and will fetch the ore and some coin for down payment." He hurried off speculating how much ore to try.
[19:57] Terr (terrwyn.shergood) [your character name] "so delightful to see you again, " she adds with a smile
[19:57] Ellori (dollihead) turned to smile at the sound of her name, waving cheerfully as she tried to assure she was stood up straight and mostly sober looking. " good day!" she said chirpily
[19:57] Terr (terrwyn.shergood) [your character name] "Do you remember me? I'm Brawnen the rider of the black steed" (AKK horse) [19:58] Erp Wyatt: "Welcome back there..."
[20:00] Ellori (dollihead) nodded slowly, pushing her hair off her head "ah, yes, yes. i remember. the barry gal" she wobbled a little " excuse'm, miss, im not at my best."
[20:00] Montwyte Blackrain returned with a small box filled with five pounds of iron nickel chondrite meteorite labeled
[20:00] whispers: Your transfer of G$ 135 to Erp Wyatt account was successful
[20:03] Ellori (dollihead) laughed lightly " oh, thank you lord ashley. the sooner people gt out of the habit of these horses, the better" she twisted her fingers in her hair
[20:04] Erp Wyatt listens to the man, looking at the material and judges the weight of the sliver with a serious look, "aye" he whispers, "looks like a fair bargain, I'll take your job, do ya mind if I keep this fork for now, I intend to make a few molds of it to begin with, and we'll know in about 5 ta 7 days how your ore stretches out, yeah?"
[20:07] Ellori (dollihead) nodded and looked across towards the stables with a pout "filthy creatures. " she muttered "birds any day."
[20:08] Montwyte Blackrain seemed very pleased and offered Mr. Smith a hand shake to make the deal. "Sounds good, you've saved me a trip out of town." He passed the small velvet line box for the tuning fork. "I'll drop by, no hurry on the work, I prefer people enjoy their craft at their pace."
[20:10] Erp Wyatt nods and shakes his hand, "sounds good" and takes the box and would place it in a safe place
[20:14] Montwyte Blackrain gave a polite wave as he eased out of the shop's doorway. The light rumble of the air surging up the flu faded from his ears.
3/4/2013 @ Forge
[18:59] Erp Wyatt: "Aye, got some forks for ya ready anytime ya want to pick 'em up...if ya need em now I can grab them."
[18:59] Jaximillion T. Masterson (jax.mcmasters): he looks to Amber shaken and trying to evaluate her own behavior. He observes a connection between her intuition with the hand and resolution with her own belief.
[19:00] Montwyte Blackrain smiled and looked into the forge again, "Great news, I would like to pick them up. So out of five lb of ore I was wondering how many tuning forks made it through. The glass slag, did any of it make it I wonder?"
[19:05] whispers: Your transfer of G$ 135 to Erp Wyatt account was successful
[19:06] Erp Wyatt goes to the work bench and retreives the case the Captain gave him to use, "Oy, here is is sir, we got about 10 forks for ya, polished and cleaned...plus I have a spare box with the tillings and slag as you requested."
[19:08] Montwyte Blackrain handed the smith a small bag of silver while he waited for the delivery of tuning forks cast from meteoritic iron. The light roar of the furnace flue made listening difficult but not impossible. "Fantastic, I'm very grateful and will bring more work I'm sure." Mont held up on fork to examine the idea made solid.
[19:09] Montwyte Blackrain: one*
[19:10] Erp Wyatt points to the ground behind the Captain after he handed the case to him, "Oy yea examine those, make sure they're to your liking, and the box of slag is just by your feet there."
[19:10] Erp Wyatt would also slip the bag of sliver into his pocket for safe keeping
[19:14] Montwyte Blackrain offered Mr. Smythe a handshake then collect up the small box from the floor, resting the smaller box on it he gave a nod of his head. "Looks just fine, thank you again. I'll be looking for some glassware, customized.. I don't know if you do that here but I thought I'd mention it on my way out." He eased by the weathered wooden doors and lingered for a minute.
3/18/2013 @ Decadent Secret Temple
(Millicent learns Protection circle, Mont uses shatter talisman)
Montwyte Blackrain collected a few balls of the excessive webbing and jarred it when he arrived. The lantern was placed by the walkway and the bag set at the outer ring of the seals. A thick stick of white chalk can out of the bag in his hand and he passed it to her. "There's food and water in the bag if you need it." Next a tome is pulled and opened to the front index, a descending finger noted the page and turned to it. "Draw that on the floor as quickly as you can." The circle within triangle seal on the page had twenty other little geometries surrounding it. He examined his watch
Millicent (ayanasweet) [Millicent] followed closely as they made their descent, still a little uneasy down so far below. She took the chalk in her hand and ran it through her fingers, peering over him as his fingertip rested on the pages of the opened tome. Millicent jaw dropped as he told her to draw the intricate symbols on the page, wincing as he checked his watch. Her heart thudded in her chest as she quickly nodded her head and stepped about the room, bending to draw the intricate designs. Every so often she would dash back to the book to make sure the symbols were correct, the chalk seeming to come alive in her hands. Stepping back, she spun as she examined her work, lifting her hand to smear chalk on her cheek. “I’m done, I think…”
[00:29] Montwyte Blackrain paced watching her work on the design a few grades above a basic circle but containing the fundamental patterns needed. The rising panic was anticipated and goaded from time to time, "Hurry, but careful, whatever it is..it's coming for you and this might keep it off." His shadow familiar had been hiding in it's place on the ground until he directed it to study her when he gave his next push. "Good, but it's cold..just a drawing.. whisper now in order all the sounds you know, my familiar will find the ones that strike the right sequence." ooc: now for your power chant..if you havent picked it yet you can change later if you dont like it.
[00:37] Millicent (ayanasweet) [Millicent] felt her own anxiousness rising as he pushed her harder and she winced, yet understanding exactly what he meant. They were just symbols, markings with nothing behind them but the chalk. "Familiar?" she asked softly, not expecting an answer and immediately thinking of the Lady D'Rais' with the long sharp pointy teeth. She gave another nod of her head and began to pace the circle, the words that she'd been unable to speak fell easily from her lips. "Alea iacta es." She repeated, once closing her eyes, the symbols seeming to become liquid in her minds eye. Her breathing slowed even as her pulse raced, the chant thrumming through her body and sending a cascade of chills across her skin even in the stifling hot room.
[00:44] Montwyte Blackrain nods when the floating shadow manifests, "That is yours. OK, now this floating cloud will attack you soon and I will try to cast a spell on you that will make you want to jump in that lava pit if you fail, sorry..and good luck..." He was lying and intent on much lighter arcane harassment but that was to get her so driven into a panic that she was bristling with enough mana to actually cast. Fear as fuel was the trick of the trick. "Now, In your mind, combine thoughts of that seal, your power item, a perfect sphere, and the fact that your about to try and stay alive. Mont back away from her drawing while pulling out a tuning fork and begins to chant, one hand grasping the medallion upon his neck.
[00:54] Millicent (ayanasweet) [Millicent] shot the Adept a look as if he'd grown three heads and she began shifting on her feet away from the edges of the pit. She wasn't sure if he were joking or not and laughed meekly before winding her fingers tightly about her pendant. Suddenly this didn't seem like such a brilliant idea and thoughts of the safety of the Manor kitchen swam in her mind. His voice snapped her attention back to present, a cold sheen of sweat dampening her forehead. She gave another nod of her head, trying to hold on to everything he'd just said. "Seal, power item, perfect sphere... " her eyes squinted in panic and she uttered a soft whine, her boots scraping the stone inside the circle. She didn't dare take her eyes off him as he pulled the tuning fork from his pocket, sucking in a sharp breath as he began to chant.
[00:57] Montwyte Blackrain watched her reaction with a hard stare as he began to call, "Mare vim hyu vith tir," each word made the room feel stranger...beginning with ridiculous but moving to creepy. The rune covered tuning fork made from meteor ore was struck on the belt buckle and flourished outward, like a fencer moving into a lunge while twisting the blade."Vhid lassrinn nindol...bol..........bynd......" His arm started to shake and a rising, ear invading tone began to climb. It seemed Millicent had time to cast while he built up the rising force he was bound to unleash.
[01:02] Millicent (ayanasweet) [Millicent] tried to breath and began to murmur her chant over and over, “Alea… iacta… es…” Her boots scraping on the stones as she kept the Captain always in view. Her body thrummed with each word spoken and her grip tightened around the stone, it growing warmer with each passing moment. She focused on the sphere in her mind and pushed back against the creepy feeling that the Captain’s chant was forcing, the sound from the fork making her ears ache. She held her arm forward, palm facing the Captain as she continued her chant, singular in focus as she uttered her power word, “credere!” not sure what would happen next!
[01:07] Montwyte Blackrain moved the spare hand back and Millicent saw the flying shade make a pass over it, instinctively she also connected the fact he let go of the rising echoing sonic attack at the same time. He'd used some of the shade's energy to pay for the spell. His lips moved, "shatter...," and the invisible wave of force lanced forward.
[01:07] whispers:
AyanaSweet Resident's Dice rolls a 1
Montwyte Blackrain's Dice rolls a 5
The parties agreed to resolve the dispute by rolling dice.
Highest roll wins the dispute. Lowest roll loses 5.600000 health points.
[01:10] Montwyte Blackrain watched the invisible wave crash into the invisible barrier and create an noticeable arc of light, a flash between the two of them. Still, the piece of chalk in Millicent's clenched other hand exploded into a fine powdery cloud when the penetrating wave reached it. Both spells had worked, but the winds of chance let one through anyway. "Good," he said with a smirk, "sorry about the dust."
[01:12] Montwyte Blackrain: the tuning fork crumbled to powder in his hand, "and that's a one use talisman by the way."
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