Post by Lady Ditto Armunn on Jun 4, 2007 10:05:48 GMT -5
The Quest For Evil: Hope
(with journal writings from Ditto Armunn)
It was not so very long ago it seems that he was taken away from me. My husband. My heart. Tarothin Armunn.
And yet, it's been years.
I remember so little after the tendrils of the misty blackness enveloped us. So many tell me that he could not possibly be alive. That he has to be dead. I do not believe them. My heart will not allow me this. It screams he is still in my breath and soul. I do not worry that I will never see him again. I know that I will. But I do worry that I will not see him....soon. Try I will. I must, at bringing him back home where he belongs. Back to this realm. Back to his Dark Order. Back to me.
This summoning ritual has been most complex and so awfully tedious in my research of it. For years at many places I've been seeking the hows and whats of it's make up. Sometimes I felt a hermit trapped in the books of the darkness. Other times I dreamed in runic instead of pictures when I slept. It all led me back here, to Dark Cove where he had last been. And it was here that Imryrr found the much needed key to his summoning. A true key in the form of a name. It is ironic that it would be her that would find it by mere chance, or maybe fate. I know that the decision Imy made to bring me the papers Tarothin had hidden could not have been easy for her. I have a feeling Mairsil, sweet wonderful brother Mairsil, may have had a hand in that decision.
I only hope now that the summoning works. Please Taro, come back to us.
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The list of things required for the summoning has been given to the Dark Order and right this moment they are getting ready for their first task of retrieving the blood from Blood elementals, and the slaying of one hundred souls in Tarothin's name must be made as well..........
The entire evening was such a fun success! We were able to get much more blood than was required for the summoning. AND already my wonderfully sweetly evil family has slain a hundred people. My there was such a mess....
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We go to get the Dagger of Vermoddun tonight. The directions for the ceremony give the instructions on where the demon that keeps the dagger is but not which demon. The Dark Order might have to spend hours looking for it at the demon's temple......
(later) Wowzers! But that was fast. I was gonna ask each demon politely about the dagger but my brothers and sisters thought it best to just look for it by force. I suppose they were right. I have to remember what the parchment said....A black smith of purity was to forge the Blood elemental's blood into the blade of the dagger and there after it was to be sealed in a case and not exposed to the slightest of sunlight. I have both the dagger and special golden box ready to take to the puriest of black smiths that I have ever met....Miss Megan of PKY. Her heart is pure and innocent and she is easy to talk into things..if I but try. The brothers are ready to force her to help us but I hope this will not be needed. I truely like Megan.
(the next day)
Success again! Miss Megan seemed scared, but not of doing me a favor. She seemed more afraid of my brothers' stares. Ofcourse I know that kind of stare and let them know nicely that I would not appreciate her being harmed.
I slept with the box in my bed last night. It was most uncomfortable.
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Tonight is the night.
According to the parchments and the telling of the stars.....there will only be two nights in the next several months to try the ritual. Just two tries.
It has been my experience when first learning magicks that failure comes many many times before success. This has me worried.
And then there is the little thing that Galnor warned me of when dealing with summonings.....everything has to be done exactly perfect or VERY bad things could happen. If something bad happens, then I wish it to happen to me and not to Tarothin.
The first chance we have is tonight. The second is tomorrow. Imryrr could find only one virgin in the whole of DarkCove. I had to go down my list of friends to help find a second one as a back up. Tinkerbelle.
The virgin is to be used as a sacrifice....an exchange of souls, if you will. One soul for another soul.
Normally I would not go sacrificing a friend but it is for a good cause and she did once offer her help if I needed it. Well, I might need it. But....I am sure that I will not. The girl from DarkCove will be the one we sacrifice tonight and I am sure that the summoning will work. And then we can release Tinkerbelle from the cell and we can all have a wonderful celebration. Me, the Dark Order family, and Tink. Maybe I should invite Cat as well......
(the next morning)
I was up all last night in the deamon's chamber crying. My eyes hurt.
The summoning failed. That poor girl was sacrificed for nothing. I have but one chance left to me. Imryrr warned that the Dark Order would aid me only these two times. If it does not work this night, then she will be convinced it will not work at all and will deny my access to the deamon's chamber in the future.
I will ask Galnor to help me this time in hopes of giving the summoning more power.
Tinkerbelle. I cried about her too. She is to be sacrificed tonight. I wish that I could release her and allow for her escape but, more than that, I wish to save Tarothin. I have never claimed to be of Goodness, but at this moment I have never felt so evil.
Tarothin, you have to come back tonight, my love. You just have to.
Please, oh please let tonight work...........
.
(with journal writings from Ditto Armunn)
It was not so very long ago it seems that he was taken away from me. My husband. My heart. Tarothin Armunn.
And yet, it's been years.
I remember so little after the tendrils of the misty blackness enveloped us. So many tell me that he could not possibly be alive. That he has to be dead. I do not believe them. My heart will not allow me this. It screams he is still in my breath and soul. I do not worry that I will never see him again. I know that I will. But I do worry that I will not see him....soon. Try I will. I must, at bringing him back home where he belongs. Back to this realm. Back to his Dark Order. Back to me.
This summoning ritual has been most complex and so awfully tedious in my research of it. For years at many places I've been seeking the hows and whats of it's make up. Sometimes I felt a hermit trapped in the books of the darkness. Other times I dreamed in runic instead of pictures when I slept. It all led me back here, to Dark Cove where he had last been. And it was here that Imryrr found the much needed key to his summoning. A true key in the form of a name. It is ironic that it would be her that would find it by mere chance, or maybe fate. I know that the decision Imy made to bring me the papers Tarothin had hidden could not have been easy for her. I have a feeling Mairsil, sweet wonderful brother Mairsil, may have had a hand in that decision.
I only hope now that the summoning works. Please Taro, come back to us.
***********************************************************************
The list of things required for the summoning has been given to the Dark Order and right this moment they are getting ready for their first task of retrieving the blood from Blood elementals, and the slaying of one hundred souls in Tarothin's name must be made as well..........
The entire evening was such a fun success! We were able to get much more blood than was required for the summoning. AND already my wonderfully sweetly evil family has slain a hundred people. My there was such a mess....
************************************************************************************
We go to get the Dagger of Vermoddun tonight. The directions for the ceremony give the instructions on where the demon that keeps the dagger is but not which demon. The Dark Order might have to spend hours looking for it at the demon's temple......
(later) Wowzers! But that was fast. I was gonna ask each demon politely about the dagger but my brothers and sisters thought it best to just look for it by force. I suppose they were right. I have to remember what the parchment said....A black smith of purity was to forge the Blood elemental's blood into the blade of the dagger and there after it was to be sealed in a case and not exposed to the slightest of sunlight. I have both the dagger and special golden box ready to take to the puriest of black smiths that I have ever met....Miss Megan of PKY. Her heart is pure and innocent and she is easy to talk into things..if I but try. The brothers are ready to force her to help us but I hope this will not be needed. I truely like Megan.
(the next day)
Success again! Miss Megan seemed scared, but not of doing me a favor. She seemed more afraid of my brothers' stares. Ofcourse I know that kind of stare and let them know nicely that I would not appreciate her being harmed.
I slept with the box in my bed last night. It was most uncomfortable.
*********************************************************************************
Tonight is the night.
According to the parchments and the telling of the stars.....there will only be two nights in the next several months to try the ritual. Just two tries.
It has been my experience when first learning magicks that failure comes many many times before success. This has me worried.
And then there is the little thing that Galnor warned me of when dealing with summonings.....everything has to be done exactly perfect or VERY bad things could happen. If something bad happens, then I wish it to happen to me and not to Tarothin.
The first chance we have is tonight. The second is tomorrow. Imryrr could find only one virgin in the whole of DarkCove. I had to go down my list of friends to help find a second one as a back up. Tinkerbelle.
The virgin is to be used as a sacrifice....an exchange of souls, if you will. One soul for another soul.
Normally I would not go sacrificing a friend but it is for a good cause and she did once offer her help if I needed it. Well, I might need it. But....I am sure that I will not. The girl from DarkCove will be the one we sacrifice tonight and I am sure that the summoning will work. And then we can release Tinkerbelle from the cell and we can all have a wonderful celebration. Me, the Dark Order family, and Tink. Maybe I should invite Cat as well......
(the next morning)
I was up all last night in the deamon's chamber crying. My eyes hurt.
The summoning failed. That poor girl was sacrificed for nothing. I have but one chance left to me. Imryrr warned that the Dark Order would aid me only these two times. If it does not work this night, then she will be convinced it will not work at all and will deny my access to the deamon's chamber in the future.
I will ask Galnor to help me this time in hopes of giving the summoning more power.
Tinkerbelle. I cried about her too. She is to be sacrificed tonight. I wish that I could release her and allow for her escape but, more than that, I wish to save Tarothin. I have never claimed to be of Goodness, but at this moment I have never felt so evil.
Tarothin, you have to come back tonight, my love. You just have to.
Please, oh please let tonight work...........
.
