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Natalie Gives Formal Oath to the Chosen

It is 11am on Ivyn the 9th, the month of the Dawning, in the year 2366.
TFC started up at Thu Aug 19 21:35:20 1999 The system time is Tue Aug 24 20:32:29 1999

Within The Tapestry of Fate [Exits: north]
Stepping through the spider-web, you find yourself standing beneath countless stars... no, not stars, but strands of light, their incandescent glow pushing back the darkness that would otherwise overcome you.

You stand on a circular cathedra of dusky marble striated with silvery gray. Four titanic, equidistantly spaced archways of albescent jade yearn upward towards the lights above you. Sable fires seethe within three of them, a spider-web filling the fourth. In the center of the rostrum stands an intricately carved wooden loom. It is cool here, like the first misty chill of twilight, and you shiver slightly, hair prickling on the back of your neck as you realize: Perhaps this is no place for a mortal to be.
The Loom of the Weaver is here, coruscating with an unearthly radiance.
(Purple Aura) Durin is resting here.
Trap is here.

Cordir ftells, 'Natalie, I went through your Tokens...'
Natalie ftells, 'were they okay? *looks slightly nervous*'

Cordir ftells, '*smiles* They were just fine...'
Cordir ftells, 'I wanted to return your bags...'

Natalie arrives from the north. Natalie shivers uncomfortably. Natalie squirms.

Trap checks on Natalie's health.
Durin beams a smile at Natalie.

Natalie shivers uncomfortably.

Cordir gestures, and the spiders crawl back to the webs.

Natalie says (in common), 'thank you!' Natalie frowns. Natalie stands up again. Natalie curtseys gracefully for Cordir. Natalie rests. Natalie ftells, 'Has anyone seen my father this evening by chance?'

Cordir smiles at Natalie.

Nyx ftells, 'Not I...'
Cordir ftells, 'Nay, Natalie'

Natalie sighs loudly. Natalie looks at Cordir.

Cordir says, 'Natalie, did you want your egg casings back?'

Natalie says (in common), 'if I may'
Natalie says (in common), 'if you require them'

Cordir gives an egg casing to Natalie. Cordir says, 'I don't'

Natalie says (in common), 'then they are yours by all means'
Cordir says, 'One is inside the other'

Natalie nods.
Cordir smiles happily. Cordir says, 'but thank you...'

Cordir sits down and thinks deeply. Cordir says, 'I have yet to hear your Geasa, Natalie...'
Natalie nods.

Cordir says, 'Or ask you for your formal Oath...'
Natalie nods.

Cordir ftells, 'Chosen, if you are able... please come to the Temple'
Cordir ftells, 'If you are not...'
Cordir ftells, 'That is fine, as well'

Hel [ Wa: 5 Cl: 9 ] Natalie D'Augustine, Priestess of Aralene.
Dwa [ Cl:23 Wa:21 ] Durin, Seeker of Fate.
Hel [ Faileas Dhan ] Nyx: Ebon Messenger of Fate. Triat Master.

Trap will leave if appropriate.

Cordir shakes her head in response to Trap. Cordir says, 'Please stay, Trap'

Natalie fidgets slightly

Nyx prays (in common), 'Um...'

Trap nods in recognition to Cordir.

Nyx prays (in common), 'Do you wish me there? I can work my way out...'
Nyx prays (in common), 'Though as deep as I am, it will take a little time.'

Cordir ftells, 'Stay where you are, Shadow'

Cordir gestures, and the door to the temple closes with a whisper of sound.

*Click*

Natalie pales slightly.

Cordir gestures, and the lights grow soft, flooding the chamber with a candle-lit ambiance.

Cordir glances over at the webs that fill the northern archway.

Natalie breathes deeply attempting to relax.

Trap observes silently but intently.

One particularly large spider slowly drops down from the web.

The spider slowly makes its way towards you.

Natalie turns white as the blood flows from her face.

The spider stops a respectful distance from the group, but turns and gazes at each in turn.

Cordir says, 'Natalie Rose D'Augustine...'

Cordir says, 'You have come, seeking entry into the Chosen of Fate.'
Cordir says, 'As with all rites of passage, there are certain sacred elements of Oath and promise to be given.'
Cordir says, 'You have offered your oath, and, under unusual circumstances, it has been accepted...'
Cordir says, 'But yet, certain promises have not been yet made in return...'

Cordir gestures to the Sigla that writhe beneath your feet.

The spider creeps a bit closer, and waves a foreleg at you.

Natalie stifles a scream.

You hear a voice in your mind:
*Geasa*
*They bind the Chosen together*
*Common bonds, common oaths*
*Speak, Natalie, those Geasa you would take upon yourself*

Natalie looks at Cordir.

Natalie opens her mouth but only squeaks.

Cordir glances over at the Guardian Spider, who takes one delicate step backwards.

Natalie clears her throat. Natalie says (in common), 'I...will always cure those who ask it of me, wherever I am, unless it is forbidden.'

Cordir nods.
The spider dips its thorax in acknowledgement.

Cordir says, 'and the second?'

Natalie says (in common), 'I will never eat food that came from a living animal.'

Cordir nods.
The spider dips its thorax in acknowledgement.

Natalie shivers uncomfortably.

Cordir says, 'And the third?'

Natalie says (in common), 'I will always leave food in the pit and in the temple for those who are new, and for those who do not have the benefits of a following.'

Cordir nods.
The spider dips its thorax in acknowledgement.

Cordir says, 'Well chosen.'

Cordir says, 'Natalie, please kneel...'

Natalie kneels on the floor.

Cordir takes Natalie's shaking hands between her own.

Cordir looks you in the eye... as if straight through to the fibre of your being.

Cordir says, 'Natalie Rose D'Augustine... an oath was given... in haste and in danger.'
Cordir says, 'I ask you now...'
Cordir says, 'Do you wish to remain among the Chosen of Fate?'

Natalie nods. Natalie says (in common), 'Yes M'lady I do.'

Cordir says, 'Will you grant the Chosen your body, mind, and spirit, giving all that you are to its goals?'

Natalie nods. Natalie says (in common), 'I will'

Cordir says, 'Will you ask for aid when it is needed, and never let pride keep you from the aid that would help you grow?'

Natalie nods. Natalie says (in common), 'I will'

Cordir smiles happily. Cordir says, 'Then... I accept you, fully, now and always... as a member of the Chosen of Fate.'
Cordir says, 'May all the gods and the Triat witness it to be so.'

Cordir raises Natalie up by her hands.

Cordir says, 'Welcome, daughter, to the Chosen.'

Natalie smiles happily.
Natalie blushes.

Durin says (in common), 'Congratulations Natalie'

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Natalie stands before you reaching close to 5'10" in height. She
removes her helmet revealing her dusty blond hair that is cut more
to suit a man than a young lady.
You return your scrutiny to her face and catch her steel grey eyes looking
at you, determining your intentions. She gives you a slight smile
then returns to her studies.

Natalie won't win any beauty contests.
Natalie is in perfect health.

Trap hugs Natalie warmly.
Natalie hugs Trap.
Natalie smiles happily.

Cordir says, 'Now, Natalie...'
Natalie looks at Cordir.
Trap says (in common), 'You have choses well.'
Cordir says, 'Things were in such haste on the yester-evening...'
Trap looks at Natalie.
Cordir says, 'That I did not get a chance to ask you...'

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*Click*
Cordir opens the spider webs.

Cordir says, 'Please send me a list of what you wear...'

Natalie relaxes a bit more.

Cordir says, 'I do not like my folks to be garbed in rags.'

Natalie blushes. Natalie nods. Natalie says (in common), 'I don't really know what I"m wearing'

Cordir gestures, and the spider returns to the web to Weave these new Geasa into the Pattern.

Durin says (in common), 'you need a pet Mage'

Natalie lets out a big breath and relaxes completely.

Durin says (in common), 'I'm still looking for one for myself' Durin sighs loudly.

Natalie says (in common), 'does whitehawk count?'
Natalie giggles.

Durin says (in common), 'yes' Durin grins neutrally. Durin says (in common), 'he can Imp id!' Durin snickers softly.

Cordir says, 'Whitehawk discussed joining the chosen.'
Cordir says, 'But decided other paths called him.'

Trap frowns.

Natalie says (in common), 'he is the one that got me into the mess last night to begin with'

Trap says (in common), 'you risk a Mage strike with such comments Mistress *snicker*'

Cordir smiles quietly.

Natalie stands up.

Cordir says, 'Please see if you can ascertain what you wear ...'
Cordir says, 'And let me know.'
Cordir says, 'I like to try and improve as I can.'

Natalie says (in common), 'Yes M'lady'

Cordir says, 'I cannot make any promises...'
Cordir says, 'But...'
Cordir smiles happily.
Cordir says, 'What I can do, I will do.'

Natalie nods.

Cordir says, 'While last night was rather... tumultuous....'
Cordir says, 'It seemed... oddly.... right.'

[End Scene]

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