Bangs on door
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The spell caster walks to a clearing, with a slight motion of his hand, a circle appears on the ground and a crimson fire erupts in the center. He walks to a table in the grotto grabbing herbs and other things, walking to the fire and tossing the items in. “I make these offerings
To you oh great old ones, hear my call, aid me in a tasks now and in the future…” he then places a cauldron onto the fire, filling it with water. Then proceeds to pour odd colored liquids and plants into it. “Seasons come and seasons go, while the sun fades and nights grow cold,
“You test on me, I will feed you to the eldritch horrors that I keep captive.”
#Openrp
"What a beautiful morning for fear, cold and dark what a ghoulish combo. I love it. Perhaps some coffee before today's test- I mean sessions begin wouldn't you say?"






