Posted by Manshoon on March 12, 2000 at 17:47:30:
The glow becomes a bright glare in your eyes.
Shenia says 'the scroll was dropped on the ground'
Aelinathea says 'Viscrinth holds the scroll.
Shenia says 'i read it, twas addressed to Viscrinth from Lord Twist.'
Mithadris shields himself from the glare.
Palimar says 'Ah.'
Treboei says 'what does it say?'
Manshoon moves to cover his eyes.
A massive groaning sound billows forth, nearly deafening you.
Strahala covers his ears.
Aelinathea says 'It is addressed to Lord Adept Viscrinth.'
"Can't.....not enough....must give....more..."
Dallevian says 'perhaps it is between Viscrinth and Lord Twist?'
Viscrinth seems to slump, his eyes peering toward the ground.
You say 'Silence.'
Strahala raises an eyebrow.
Treboei begins to mediate to help the tower
Viscrinth kneels, looking toward the heavens...
Mithadris narrows his eyes at Viscrinth.
The glow becomes an intermittant flashing.
Dallevian ponders for a moment, then nods at Manshoon.
Manshoon offers up his magic.
"Must...cleanse...the....taint...."
Manshoon pours even more mana into the orb.
Mithadris 's face becomes pale as he focuses his energy into the Orb.
Huge flashes of lightning streak across the sky.
Viscrinth reads the scroll over and over.
"Must be housed in...pure...location..."
Aelinathea sighs and wipes her eyes before kneeling and bowing her head before the Altar.
Manshoon continues to fast and pray.
Aelinathea humbly kneels.
Mithadris nods.
Mithadris kneels low, drained fully of mana.
Viscrinth says 'All of you...'
The air seems to thicken around you, making it difficult to move your limbs.
Treboei pours his mental energy towards the heavens'
Viscrinth says 'Never forget the sacrifice that Lord Twist has made for our Tower.'
Manshoon begins to sway as his body shakes.
Mithadris stands sharply.
"Can't control..."
Mithadris whispers 'Damnit, tell me what has happened'
Mithadris whispers 'DAMNIT'
Strahala humbly kneels.
Shenia sighs at the sight of Viscrinth.
Murian sags visibly as he collapses in a halfcomatose state on the floor.
Mithadris whispers 'Twist is going to give himself for the orb?'
Dallevian says 'And never forget the strength the unity of the tower has shown this night.'
Mithadris yells 'NO!'
A pure white beam of energy flashes down north of Tar Valon!
Mithadris snarls angrily.
Aelinathea says 'We did not gather enough items for the dance, it seems.'
Viscrinth begins to chant a quick prayer.
Mithadris throws his sword against the wall, shattering it in half.
Murian eats a loaf of bread.
Xeren looks around confused.
"Is done. The Orb...."
Viscrinth clenches the scroll in his skeletal hand.
Xeren gets a puzzled and worried look on his face.
The air shimmers brightly and fades....a palpable sense of loss enters your heart.
Mithadris kneels, his eyes in agonizing fury.
Shenia closes her eyes and sobs quietly.
Erenoth tells you 'What has happened?'
Strahala sniffs sadly.
Korthalos whipes a single tear away that escapes down his cheek.
Manshoon seems to drop suddenly and clench his chest.
Dallevian begins to stare into nothing, a look of sorrow on his face.
Mithadris narrows his eyes in pure anger.
Strahala nods.
Viscrinth suddenly bellows with all of the passion he has had for the Tower and its Lords.
Viscrinth holds the scroll up in a clenched fist.
Viscrinth holds an elven scroll up to everyone in the room.
Viscrinth says 'Lord Twist knew that his death was coming...'
Viscrinth says 'He knew when it would happen and how.'_
Dallevian whispers 'He knew all..'
Xeren reprimands Dallevian with a quiet glare.
Viscrinth says 'I had spoken with him a while ago...'
western wall.
Viscrinth says 'And he had wanted the Masters to join together and journey into the Inferno.'
Viscrinth says 'If I had known that he would be gone like this...'
Viscrinth says 'I probably would have taken a few more steps to make sure that He would be able to witness it Himself.'
Viscrinth says 'Therefore, I have two things to discuss with all of you... The passing of Lord Twist, and the honoring of one of his final wishes.'
Viscrinth says 'Now, does anyone have anything to say, regarding the dance or The God of Magic?'
Dallevian says 'I feel words would not do it justice..'
Croshak says 'his guidance brought new facets to the universe'
Viscrinth says 'You may all read the scroll, if you wish.'
Viscrinth drops an elven scroll.
Viscrinth says 'Read it from where it lies.'
Viscrinth, I have written this scroll knowing what would happen this day.I had a vision of my own death, in this manner. Long ago.
I was only able to sustain your knowledge of the Ritual of Cannabalia for a limited time because of it. I have been conserving my energy, knowing that this day would eventually come. The brazier may be used in a ritual to make the spell permanently yours, but my power to sustain the spell will fade, when I said it will. You must take the brazier to Lord Guerric,as I have instructed him in the ritual to make the spell permanent. May Magic always guide you,
Twist, the God of Magic