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[DM Gixustrat]

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[DM Gixustrat]

This is several months old, but I'm finally getting organized and better at showing who I'm working with so here goes.


Expedition to the Temple of Murder
Attendence:
Nathan Goldenmane, Ilmatari Guardian
Orieanelle, Ilmatari, Squire of the Companions of the Noble Heart
Rayvat
Oth Neren
Ashenie, Sister of Saint Jasper of the Rocks

Summary:
Rayvat, Nathan, Orieanelle and Ashenie wished to reach the Temple before the full moon to renew the blessings.
As they walked towards the sewers, Oth was contacted to join them. He showed the way, and while they venture deep down, a few undead were put to rest by Orieanelle and Rayvat. But something was wrong, someone had been there. Each undead was given proper rites and respects by Ashenie, also using holy water.

As they reached the Temple, swarms of undead were waiting. The massive amount of restless corpses attempting to bring harm to the small group. Once corpses were given proper rest, the group gathered upon the holy symbol of Bhaal. (Thanks to DM Spartacus, he spawned the undead!)

Ashenie and Nathan went to inspect a small altar in the corner of the room. A consecration intended to purify the place, but it was not enough. They went back to the main stone, and Ashenie begun to pray. She intended to shield the area from malign influence, protect the place from pain, and call for a consecration.

Once the deed were done, Oth was ready to teleport them away.

Aftermath:
In the Temple of Ilmater, Nathan and Ashenie were joined by Sean Asen, Knight of the Radiant Heart and in service of Torm. He said to have heard about the purification, and decided to move his belongings to the Temple. He wishes to secure the area and help for the endeavors. Sean warned Ashenie about the ways of the cult of Bhaal, and the torture they can force upon people.
Oth joined, and said he would help too.

The day after, Ashenie went to find Flint, a former assassin of the Lord of Murder that quitter serving Bhaal in the name of love. She asked about the ways of the Bhaalist, learned about their secretive and misty attitudes. Flint asked her to warn him if she had evidences of assassins of Bhaal.
Objectives & attempts
~ Commune with all those who suffer in this place. Grant them peace, mourn them.
~ Find if babies, pregnant women, youngs have been harmed here. (To honor Saint Jasper & Ilmater)
~ Consacrate this place for life to renew, until peace rules supreme. Prevent further harm in this place.

Here, Ashenie attempted to understand the runes upon the walls, to commune with the suffering of the place, and to understand the purpose of the altar in the corner. She would try to understand the rites performed there, and the way people could have been tortured and murdered, and how it served Bhaal, religious wise.
Rolls :
Spellcraft : 16
Lore (The Planes) : 20
Lore (Religion) : 35

[DM Gixustrat]

Attendence:
Alexander Holgart
Ashenie



For the first time, consecration rolled higher than the DC (48 vs DC 45). Nothing happened, but I have played it as her Faith and care for the children.

Ashenie:
It was dark and misty, when the Sister and the former mercenary reached the bowels of The Temple of Bhaal. The taint of undeath could almost be smelled, infecting the air with a bitter taste that left ashes in the mouth. He stood proud and firm, unwavering during his watch. She was compassionate, believing to see children ghosts here, sacrifice there, as if her sole presence could commune with the suffering spread in this place.

They stepped towards the stone. Kneeling on the face of Murder, as one of the sacrifices brought to Him, she prayed. Her words bathed the surroundngs with Mercy, calling for the youngs and the martyred to find rest in Broken arms. The rains of The Seven Heavens, mourning the loss of the youngest, were called upon to wash the sins and blood from the stones. The ritual of consecration was renewed; with such Faith that it left the veil of this place waving for a moment.

They withdrew, living a protective seal upon the symbol of Bhaal, and angelicas to spread their scent in the Chapel. Alexander did not withdraw, facing the threat of Murder without flinching. His watch settled upon the prayer sometimes, as if she could be in danger. They reached the surface, unharmed.

[DM Gixustrat]

Purification of the Temple of Bhaal

The Guardian of the Sanctuary, Nathan Goldenmane, felt necessary to find enough support to go down in the Temple below, for threats are on the rise. The Temple of Mystra, The Order of the Radiant Heart and the House Darius answered the call of the Guardian.


Temple of Mystra
Ser Althalous Fenwick, Senior Knight of Mystra
Oryoon Archost, Priest of Mystra
Meleghost Stamaraster

Temple of Torm
Ser Alexander Holgart, Knight of Torm

Temple of Ilmater
Sister Ashenie, Sister of Saint Jasper of the Rocks
Guardian Nathan Goldenmane, Guardian of the Sanctuary

Order of the Radiant Heart
Ser Aaron Lyonaler, Grand Knight of the Radiant Heart
Vanira, Scout of the Radiant Heart

House Darius
Oth Neren

Candlekeep
Edelgarde Spades
Lucia

The Full Moon was shining bright as the group ventured towards the Temple below. A peaceful endeavor to undertake, yet the path appeared full of dangers. The Undercity was swarmed with the presence of Daemons and Undead. They drew the Righteous Might of the Oathsbounds, and it was for the sages to forsee a greater threat deeper within. Despite the veil of peace, many were drawn to fight. But for each that fell, a prayer honored them, covered in ashes, dust and herbs for a peaceful rest.

The Gnolls of the Cloakwoods seemed to have performed a foul ritual, an unholy flame bruning in the middle of the Temple of Bhaal. Hopelessness was overwhelming. Body and souls struggled against the mental and physical anguish. The alliance of the Red Knight, Mystra and Ilmater finally cleansed the unholy power with waves of positive energy, soothing the harm done.

But the rest was only brief, the sudden appearance of Batibat, High Priestess of Necromancy, halted the group. She asked about their intentions, and the need of a blessing was exposed again. The cause of the purification earned her approval, though none seemed to require it. Ashenie begun to draw strange, holy patterns and celestial runes upon the symbol of Bhaal, the stone soon colored with a myriad of bright pigments, likely brewed from flower petals, stoneroots and holy water. The symbol depicted a circle, and along the bright lines, candles were slowly alight. For each of them, a supportive intention was spoken, and the blessing of consecration renewed.

The prayer was long, calling for the might of the Three Powers of the Triad. Ilmater, to soothe the pain they endured and offer a restful sleep. Torm, to deflect harm to come, and protect those who have been harmed. Tyr, to call for Justice, and allow those unjustly struck to be mended in mercy. The bright Light of the Triad was called to cleanse this place from sufferin, pain, and darkness.

Once the ritual was performed, under the watch of The Knights, and the Priestess of Necromancy alike, the stone was bathed with Holy Water. As the ritual ended, the Priestess of Necromancy retired quickly. The group returned to the city, mending the harm they endured.

Prayer, Consecration, and Holy Endeavor

Those informations are here for you to have easy access to what was used. Consecration rolled 48 vs DC 45 several times.

Consecrated marking paste: (I can provide the components ingame)
~ Stoneroot
~ Mashed bloodflower
~ Mashed St John's wort's petal
~ Holy water,
~ Oil

(Those flowers are for healing and are important in Ilmatari symbolism)


Prayer of Consecration and spells used :

Angelicas were placed around the circle.


Where the grip of Murder have befallen.... [Consecrate]
Where torments have assaulted the weakened, [Consecrate]
Where the blood have soaked forsaken in pain... [Consecrate]
Where daggers stabbed in the shadows... [Consecrate]
Where victims suffered their agony... [Consecrate]
Where Murder assaulted mercilessly, [Consecrate]
Where suffering and anguish stained the stones.... [Consecrate]
Where cries of help beg for a dear embrace... [Consecrate]
I, for all their torments and pain, for all their suffering and strain, beg for the Holy Triad to restore Justice.
May those who endured be shrouded by the veil of The Truely Holy. [Consecrate, Holy Aura]
May the Embrace of the Endure allow them a peaceful sleep, freed from the pain and aguish they suffered. [Consecrate, Mass Reflect Pain]
May the True and Loyal wield His shield High to protect them, and deflect the assaults they keep enduring. [Consecrate, Hiather's Greater Misdirection]
May the Judge let his light soothe their wounds in Just answer for all the suffering unjustly imposed upon their shoulder. [Consecrate, Mass Cure Crtiical Wounds (empowered with Healing Domain, Faith Healing, Augment Healing)]
May their agony now fade, upon this place where suffering has been cleansed, so they can rest in the willing embrace of a wife, of a sister, of a mother, who mourn them dearly. [Consecrate, Remove Fears]
In tender arms, h-hear to lullaby of the Caretaker, and sleep in peaceful rest. [Consecrate]
Ilmater, God of Endurance, Torm, God of Duty, Tyr, God of Justice, let your might and powers allied cleanse away the darkness of this place. [Consecrate]
Lay a hand for those who need to catch it, and allow others to face their judgment in fair court, freed from the chains of murder, tyranny, and death. [Consecrate]
Holy Triad, I beg for your light to grace this place. May your wish be accomplished. [Consecrate (Extend), Commune]

Ashenies was covered with this veil as she prayed.



I think that is everything,

Cheers,

Ashenie

Great job everyone! Ashenie, again your level of effort is astounding, thank you for playing with us all.

[DM Gixustrat]

Purification of the Temple of Bhaal

Temple of Ilmater
Ser Orianelle Arrislyth, Paladin of the Noble Heart
Sister Ashenie Darakh, Sister of Saint Jasper of the Rocks

Temple of Torm
Ser Alexander Holgart, Paladin-Knight of Torm

House Darius
Oth Neren

It was a joyful twilight as Midsummer feasts caught many attention on the surface. The strange trio, Ser Alexander Holgart, Oth Neren and Sister Ashenie Darkah went almost unnoticed when they reached the sewers. No agitation came to trouble their trip in the undercity, protected beneath the veil of peace. Only a shadow in ther wake, as silent as it could be, watched over them.

Quietly, they advenced through the maze of corridors and walls composing the undercity. Howling ghosts swirled around Sister Ashenie, screaming pain and horror, while they advenced. They were disturbed, attracted, but unharmeful. She humed a quiet lullaby for them as they moved on, cherishing them as a mother cherishes children. Soon, the group reached the Temple below. The gates were quiet, dreadfully silent before the group. As Sister Ashenie held her cracked locket, a hand find hers. The shadow reached them : Ser Orianelle joined. Her silent support seemed to cheer courage in the small group.

Ser Alexander pushed the heavy door, cleaing the way for the women to enter. Oth kept rubbing his ear, unease choking him with so many undead around. They approched the empty altar. Silence echoed in the Temple. Each step, each breah seemed louder than they were. While Ser Alexander stood guard, Ashenie falled to her knees, inscribing words upon the dais, and praying upon the skull of Bhaal. By her side, Ser Orianelle joined the prayer. Oth kept watching the surrounding, lecturing the movement of magic in the strange atmosphere.

The consecration calld for the power of the Triad. Torm, for his protective presence. Ilmater, for his merciful embrace. Tyr, for his fair judgment. The prayer was long, in honor of those who suffered, to embrace those who died, to protect those who may be in danger. As the prayer ended, the group escaped, unharmed.

Prayer and Consecration

Tears of the Broken God, bath this bloodied ground with mercy and compassion. May my hands drawn upon the skull of Murder the words of Life. [Consecrate]
Here, where the Holy Triad comes to rescue, let darkness be repelled by the Holy Lights of Justice. [Consecrate]
May the Righteous Fury of The True shield those who here knew a terribe pain. As an eternal shield deflecting torments and suffering. [Consecrate, Righteous Fury]
Just Blance of the Judge, restore peace where blood has been split. Allow Life to renew in the ashes of Murder. Save those who have been here unjustly executed. [Consecrate, Hiater Greater Misdirection]
Hands of the Broken God, care for those who here have fallen, suffered their darkest hour, and deflect pain and endure suffering, so none of them will ever have to yield again. [Consecrate, Mass reflect pain]
Palms of the Broken, Even-Hand of the Just and Fist of the True, join in harmony to free the chained souls from this tomb. Let them reach the upper heights. Soothe the children who have been used here, for None of them should ever have to witness, or endure this Fate. [Consecrate, Freedom]
Allow their wounds to be soothed in the dear embrace of the Broken God. [Consecrate, Mass Heal]
Allow their fears to fade in the arms of the Loyal Fury. [Consecrate, Remove Fears]
Let the Judge send them back to the righteful fate they should follow, and condemn the injust death and suffering they had to endure. So peace can be restored. [Consecrate, Bless]
Just, Broken and Loyal, I beg for your Mercy, Righteous Justice and Temperence to overwhelm this place vowed to Murder.
Let your united might cleanse the shadows, under the Light of True Justice. [Consecrate (Extend)]
May your reassuring radiance cleanse the oppression of this place, now, and for the times to come.[Consecrate (Extend)]
I beg for the shield of Torm the True to deflect the daggers of Bhaal, The Murderer. [Consecrate (Extend)]
I beg for the Tears of Ilmater to bath the Martyrs reaped by Myrkul, the dead-stalker. [Consecrate (Extend)]
I beg for the Righteous Justice of Tyr, the Blind and Just Sage overseeing th Bright Halls of Justice, to judge and banish Bane, The Tyrant, from this place.[Consecrate (Extend)]
I beg for the Holy Triad to chase the Dark-Three, to seal their Mark upon the cold stones of the Temple, so Justice can be renewed. [Consecrate (Extend)]
Tyr, Even Handed, Blind and Just in your Judgment, may your power here force the tormentors back.[Consecrate (Extend)]
Torm, Champion of Justice, Dutiful Defender, may your Holy Might protect those who will walk here. [Consecrate (Extend)]
Issek Ilmater, Broken on the Rack, singing Brotherhood and Care, may your Mercy bath this place and soothe all who suffer, so your radiance can cleanse what Murder left. [Consecrate (Extend)]
May the Wish of the Triad be here accomplished. [Commune]

An angelica was used while praying :

Looks great, nice job purifying what clearly does not wish purification.

[DM Gixustrat]

Purification of the Temple of Bhaal

Temple of Ilmater
Ser Orianelle Arrislyth, Paladin of the Noble Heart
Sister Ashenie Darakh, Sister of Saint Jasper of the Rocks

Temple of Torm
Ser Alexander Holgart, Paladin-Knight of Torm

House Darius
Oth Neren

Order of the Radiant Heart
Ser Sean Asen, Knight of the Radiant Heart

The quiet night befell on the city, while the veiled Sister lit a Candle upon Saint Merielle shrine.
"For the Children, I beg you, share my tears,
May our hands united cherish them again,
And deliver them from their cold graves,
Where they lie in pain."
A strange trio escaped in a backstreet, near the Chapel of Ilmater. The cold wind blew, and within a heartbeat, they were gone. Oth Neren and Ser Alexander Holgart secured the area, placing wards, until the veil of peace shrouded them all. The trio walked slowly, unaware that a presence was watching in the far distance.

The ghosts howling in the Undercity kept twriling around the Sister, as if she could attract them. As she walked peacefully, she humed a lullaby in attempt to calm them, yet they still followed. No fight, no clash would disturb the quiet walk of the Trio, each step echoing in the ruins of a city that is no more. They came closer to the Temple. The aura around Ser Alexander's blade glew in the very presence of the Unholy. It was time, the door were pushed.

Arriving in the bloody Halls, no soul to be seen, and only assembled part of dead bodies remained as a simulacrum of life, watching the void, unable to pierce through the veil of peace. Ashenie kneeled removing her hood and cloak to reveal the blood-stained veil worn in honor of Guardians. Chalk symbols came to adorn the floor, temporary finery for the dark stone skull of Bhaal. Candles were lit, all around, in circles, in spirals, in larger circles, while angelicas traced the Triangle of the Triad, a a seal upon Murder.

All credits to Alexander Holgart for the picture.

As she kneels upon the skull, an armored watched appeared. His presence unleashed a new wave of safety : Ser Sean Asen. The two Tormtar Knights stood watch, while the Mage kept checking, uneased by the presence of the dead. The Sister prayed, calling for Tyr, for Torm, for Ilmater to lend their help, Justice and protection upon those in need. She begged for peace, for mercy. And her words echoing in the great halls were soon obscured by the glows and clicks of undead. They came, but none stepped onto the consecrated ground.

The Knights stood vailliant and the mage kept helping them. While more threats appeared, a new light of hope came to ther rescue : Ser Orianelle followed them, and driven by the instict of protection, rushed to help the Knights. The dead were kept at bay, while the Sister, undisturbed, kept praying. The waves of her devotion soothed wounds, deflected the grip of death, while the shields and arms kept the hoard of dead in respect. A powerful lich-commander appeared through a crack of light, and sent a new wave of deads. The Knights were immovable, and the prayer ended with the dead put to rest.

The cracking light from where they all swarmed kept threatening, and under guard, the Sister stepped forward. She begged for Mercy, Mercy even to the Murderer. The lights of the Sacred Purification bathed the halls, and the portal crumbled. Peace took hold in the Chapel of Murder, perhaps for the first time in a long while. The threat gone left the Knights and the mage catching their breath. The Sister turned to bless them, grateful for the help the provided as Champion of the Seven Heavens. She walked forward, and while the blessing still took hold, begged for the souls held captive here to flee. The Halls were overwhemled with a piercing, peaceful light that seemed to refuse to die.

All credits to Alexander Holgart for the picture.

Ser Sean walked forward, and where the Sister knelt, among candles and flowers, spoke a Celestial litany, a never ending promise.
ita ipse, rislelhb lyelqelt bunfant pambt lajel nos, cum ejus lyaicelt nazps od balt pambt lolyaic iadpil. rayel ejus ansun od fnaqqelt rislelhb in the mabza ol jelcwelcvel. ipse bunlfunel etharzi, od semper sciebant qaic.
ita nos ut sit the isro, the laicy lquxel ol. poihy quia the vucyelly, felaqucl in manum 'fel' chiso sanvr mirc the agri od vicissim back the tenebris. nos chiso neltelels the huly, nostro isro i non nelhelcy.

So He, Himself steped forward to save us, with his stained sword and justice to sustain him. Hate his armor and wrapped himself in the robe of vengence. He forswore peace, and always knew pain.
So we might be The Promise, The Saint spoke of. Built for the contest, weapons in hand 'We' shall march upon the field and turn back The Dark. We shall redeem the lost, Our Promise is never relent.

Prayer and Consecration

Tyr, Even Handed, whose blind sight see through the mists of shadows, the masks of cruelty and the veils of pain... Allow a penitent to pray for light in the name of Justice.[Consecrate, Righteous Wrath]
Torm, Loyal Fury, Champion of the Just God, whose Fury shields the suffering and the needy... May your shelter rubuke the harmful intentions spread in here, and protect those who suffered.[Consecrate, Wrath of Torm]
Ilmater, Enduring, whose tears bath the suffering of so many, Allow a penitent to beg for Mercy in this grave, where so many rest untended.[Consecrate, Greater Visage of the Deity]
Holy Triad, in your light I beg for help. Let you grace fall on this Temple, and touch burried hearts, sacrficed souls, and enduring remains. May you offer them rest. [Consecrate, Mass Heal]
May pain be banished, casted out, endured upon willing shoulders where no harm befall. Under the Holy Light of Bleeding hands, I beg. [Consecrate, Mass reflect pain]
Sactuary in you name, where none can breach, where none can reach, a safe shelter extended to the needy. [Consecrate, Greater Sanctuary, Holy Aura]
In this place where feets were cirppled and hands bounds, I beg for freedom. [Consecrate, Freedom]
May harmful intentions be disarmed, may the enduring lend shields to protect those who hurt. [Consecrate, Hialther's Greater Misdirection ]
Allow your tears to bath this place with relief, so none may endure, and none may die. [Consecrate (extend), Vigorous Cycle]
May fear and dread fade under the reassuring embrace of broken hands, of righteous shield, and of maimed hand. [Consecrate (extend), Remove Fears]
In this hour, where violence feeds the Temple of Murder, I offer myself to hose in need. Let them be the shield of the righteous. Allow them to defend, and disarm. [Consecrate (Extend)], Blood of the Martyr (Ser Sean Asen), Blood of the Martyr (Ser Alexander Holgart)
Let those who hurt, the women and children, the wounded and the diseased, find relief in dear embrace.[Consecrate (Extend), Cure Critical Wounds (Mass)]
May the Holy Unity of the Triad shelter those in pain, and their blessing purify this ground that violence and pain soaked.[Consecrate (Extend), Visage of the Deity]
I beg for Ilmater. I beg for Tyr. I beg for Torm, I beg for Mercy. I beg for Justice. I beg for Duty.[Consecrate (Extend), Bless]
May the Holy Triad's wish be accomplished. [Commune]

Angelicas were used while praying :

Thank you DM Ink for giving them a great time as your send off. /bighugs

[DM Gixustrat]

Purification of the Temple of Bhaal

Temple of Ilmater
Nathan Goldenmane, Guardian of the Sanctuary
Ser Orianelle Arrislyth, Paladin of the Noble Heart
Sister Ashenie Darakh, Sister of Saint Jasper of the Rocks

Temple of Torm
Ser Alexander Holgart, Paladin-Knight of Torm

House Darius
Oth Neren

The night was still young when the group met to descend once more in the womb of the Temple of Murder, under the full moon. The path was crowded with undead, and some even tore the veil of peace, seeing through Sanctuary to reach the unarmed.
Nathan Goldenmane and Oth Neren handled the threat, while Ser Alexander Holgart watched, ready to lift a shield to protect the two peaceful sisters. Withdrawn and quiet, Sister Ashenie attracted the crowd of ghosts, as if her presence was a strange anchor for them. She sung quietly, along the way, while their tormented cries sobbed in her ears. Reaching the heavy gates of the Temple, the group stopped. It was too quiet, too silent to be welcoming. Inside, the great hall was empty, in the darkness of the night. Candles traced a spiral of light upon the engraved skull, conjuring a symbol of eternity to counter Murder. A circle of Lights protected the dais with a dome against darkness. Each alight in the name of the Triad, the soothing beams of Justice came as heavenly swords, defending hallowed ground for only a few heartbeats.


The prayers were spoken with care. Words called for respect, and dignity, to honor the dead, and seal their peace. Ser Orianelle shared her own prayer to mitigate the cost of endurance, and share it with Sister Ashenie. Children were cherished in dear prayers. The Guardian spoke hushed words of Mercy, praying while the ground was consecrated. In the smokes of consecrated witchweed, ghostly echoes of Nathan Goldenmane, Orianelle Arrislyth, Alexander Holgart and Oth Neren united in the dome of light, slowly disappearing while the kneeling Sister kept praying.
Her last words, as a poem, honored Ser Sean's, and she begged, in his name, for the promise to last.

Prayer and Consecration

Light of the Triad, I beg for your blinding Justice. Let your radiance shine.[Light]
Light of the Just, shine through Darkness. Repell misfortune and injustice, for Merciful Hands to reach the dead.[Light]
Light of the Loyal Fury, cleanse the tainted suffering of this place. Let the blood of martyred champions be honored under your blinding shield.[Light]
Light of the Broken God, shine in the souls of the dead. Soot children in your warmth, and alleviate suffering within your radiance. [Light]
Light of the Merciful aspect of Justice, binds bleeding and armored hands with the wrapping ties of light. Let union weep for the dead and the sacrificed. Let them be touch by your saving grace. [Light]
Light of the swift aspect of Justice, bind Maimed and armored hands together. Let the shields of champions shelter those unfortunate souls who met their end in unspeakable torture. Repell suffering and pain. [Light]
Tyr, Torm, Ilmater, in your name I kneel. Let your united power shine through darkness to reveal the torments to come.[Consecrate, Omen of Peril : "Peril"]
Struggles in this dark place have left so many wounded. Broken God, in your name I beg. Let those who find the whip share now the bounty of relief. Alleviate their pain, should I endure. [Consecrate, Mass Reflect Pain ]
Let my life force be shared to cleanse the torments of Murder... [Consecrate, Blood of the Martyr (Ser Alxander Holgart)]
To aleviate the poisons and disease of Decay...[Consecrate, Blood of the Martyr (Oth Neren)]
To endure the torments of the Whip as if they did not bite the flesh, as if they had no grip, as if they did not burn. [Consecrate, Blood of the Martyr (Guardian Nathan Goldenmane)
Power of the Holy Champion of Righetousness, fuse the souls of the lost with Courage. Let them be freed from the torments they endured for too long. Allow the dead a peaceful rest.[Consecrate, Wrath of Torm, Righteous Wrath]
Let the claws of the beasts be disarmed under your shield, and the daggers of murder to find your armored chest, in other's stead. So they can be freed.[Consecrate, Freedom, Hiather Greater Misdirection]
Under this Sanctuary where none can harm, move the stones of this locked graves. Let the dead, the martyred and the maimed recieve the just reverence they deserve and the respect they earned.[Consecrate, Speak with the Dead]
Let your Holy Justice defeat Tyranny, Hatred, and Oppression with the kind touch of Compassion, with the Light of Fairness, with the embrace of Justice.[Consecrate, Remove Fear]
So forced servitude may end. [Consecrate]
Holy Triad, united in this moment, let your radiance shine though every candle, every light, every beam called in this Hall in the name of Purity, Compassion, and Justice. [Consecrate, Divine Favor]
Let our reflections unite with the light. [Consecrate, Sunbeam]
Let our Union mirror yours, and in the name of the Holiest Light, bless this ground with our tears and endeavors. [Consecrate, Holy Aura]
Let our hopes fuse our prayer with unyielding resilience, as You never withdrawn before danger, pain, and unfairness. [Consecrate]
United we commune, so this place can be peaceful once more, freed from the struggles and pain of the past. [Consecrate, Mass Cure critical wounds]
Sanctuary, in this place. Let none harm those unwilling to harm. Let children be saved. Let the dead rest in peace. [Consecrate, Commune]
ita ipse, rislelhb, lyelqqelt bunfant pambt lajel vobis, cum ejus lyaicelt nazps od balt pambt lolyaic iadpil. rayel ejus ansun, od fnaqqelt rislelhb in the nupell ol jelcwelacvel.
ipse bunlfunel etharzi od semper sciebant qaic.
ita i ut sit the isro the laicy lquxel ol. poihy quia the vucyelly, felaqucl in ozien, ^"yrelz^" chiso sanvr mirc the agri od vicissim back the tenebris.
i chiso neltelels the huly, eorum isro i non nelhelcy.
od i chiso pelan fiycelll ol elctonicw qnufelll od qaicboh vls... usque tafc.

So He, Himself, stepped forward to save you, with his stained sword and justice to sustain Him. Hate his armor, and wrapped himself in the robes of vengeance.
He forswore Peace and always knew Pain.
So they might be The Promise the Saint spoke of. Built for the contest, weapons in hands, "They" shall march upon the field and turn back the dark.
They shall redeem the lost, Their Promise is never relent.
And I shall bear witness of enduring prowess and painful ends... Until Dawn.

Consecrated Witchweeds were used while praying :

Nice job working towards something positive in the realms.

[DM Gixustrat]

Ashenie will take penance. She believes that the wounds inflicted upon her in the Temple of Bhaal (with an obscure moment of "death") are meaningful in her endeavors. She was first healed by Aaron Lyonaler, but she took her wounds back from Alexander who endured them since he casted Shield of the Martyr upon her with the spell "Blood of The Martyr" - casted 9 times. Following is her prayer :[/color]

In the name of The Martyr, let your flesh and bones be restored. Your wounds bound to another pair of willing shoulders, enduring the purpose of suffering to fuse it into healing. Promise of care, anguish in the last, your burden as mine, and your shoulder freed. Be blessed with endurance and strength, with pride and honor, and stand as the Martyred, wounded by fated, unwilling to surrender, while I bend and kneel in your stead. So you can protect further, and I shall pray, so you again you may shelter, and I shall endure. Harmony in the balance of the Triad, Knight in pride to stand for the danger to come, and Painbearer bound in the suffering of the world below. I, Ser Alexander, offer you my strength, my blood and my life force, so you may stand, and walk again.

So she remains wounded, for about a month and a half to come.
The penance will have for purposes :
- To unite with the suffering they encountered in the Temple
- To unite with the suffering of the one who inflicted them
- Turn suffering into healing power, as Ilmatari do

For instance, DM Soulcatcher was so kind to offer me a few details about her being injured in her chest.

Do not hesitate to reach me if you need any details,

Cheers,

Ashenie

Purification of the Temple of Bhaal

Temple of Ilmater
Guardian Nathan Goldenmane, Mercy's Blade
Sister Ashenie Darakh, Sister of Saint Jasper of the Rocks

Temple of Torm
Ser Alexander Holgart, Paladin-Knight of Torm

Order of the Radiant Heart
Ser Sean Asen, Knight of the Radiant Heart

Whitewood Vanguard
Michael Dunn
Syndreth Fierfey
Dalian Ra'stan
Doan
Traegan Daershun
Micar'Mizzrym Liathor
Derien Reynoldt
Tristan Gallendt, Priest of Hoar


The Dark Moon eclipsed the light of the Night, under the third decan of The Serpent, when the Sister found two protectors. It was a time favoring planification, under the symbol of pain that the Serpent represents : a time that could be holy for Deathstalkers, and where a consecration could take all its importance. A candle offered in the care of Saint Merielle Silene, and another for Ser Melissar. Ser Sean, and Ser Alexander, were getting ready when the Guardian Nathan Goldenmane came back with the protectors of the Whitewood Vanguard. The group gathered, venturing in the darkness of the Undercity to finally reach The Temple of Bhaal.
A circle of candles alight upon the dark skull of Bhaal invited light in the Halls of the Temple. Holy water all around the dais, and finally angelicas and witchweed to empower the prayer that was about to be spoken. The Whitewood Vanguard and the Knights formed a belt around the ritual, while others watched the door and the Halls.
This time, the Sister was not alone to pray for Justice. The Priest of Hoar, Tristan Gallendt, chanted hymns of vengeful wrath in honor of the fallen, the children, and the dead alike. Their endeavors mirrored along the consecration, answering the purpose of Justice, balanced between Wrath and Mercy.
The Sister kneelt and prayed. For the wounded and the forsaken, and for them to find the way towards the Seven Heavens. So all who may suffer could be relieved, here where she stood.

All credit to Alexander Holgart for the picture.

She chanted the litany of the Promise. But when she opened her eyes, blood flew from the cracks of the stones. The Temple was bleeding, the walls vomitting mists, staining the place with foul essence. Darkness appeared before them. The protectors gathered.
A creature rose from the blood pool, claiming to be ready to honor "the Lord of Blood". He was offered peace, but he was not ready to accept it. The Guardian took the Sister away, while the group was engaged by the creature. Its might impressive, the Scion of Bhaal casted curses, and wounded many. Defender were preys to ghosts and shadows. Darkness claimed the place one more. Doan stood proud, impressively unmoving, yielding only under the combined mights of th duplicated scions. Ser Sean and Ser Alexander collected the dying, and brought them back to safety.
The consecration complete, the two Knights withdrew with the wounded, leaving nothing but the taste of void to the creature. In the Temple of the Guardian, they were mended, each of them collecting thoughts and emotions after the close embrace of death released them.
Sister Ashenie was the last to emerge. Wounded, she was said to carry her wounds further, into a penance. The Whitewood Vanguard departed as one, wounded, but alive. Ser Sean asked a messenger to warn Lord Lyonaler. The Grand Knight mended the Sister, and was told the whole story. Many organisations of the city seem to gather for the dark times about to come.

Prayer and Consecration

Lost, wounded, maimed, forgotten, forsaken... We come to you here, in the Temple of Murder, to reach what remains of you. Dragged, beaten sacrificed, consumed... whatever you fate has been, We shall welcom you with the courage Ser Melissar inspired against the Night Serpent, the Care Saint Merielle offered despite burdens and threats to the children. May you hear our united voices.[Consecrate]
In the darkness of the new moon, hands search for a ligh to grip upon. Fear not, for if the night is full of terror, relief come always in motherly arms. Take solace in this embrace.[Consecrate, Remove Fear]
Tristan Gallendt: The man spoke his own prayer as the staff was held upon the stones firmly in his grasp, a wash over of another consecration and remove of fear was given by the Hoarite upon the area. Has a soft glow emanated around his hands and the staff as urther[Remove Fear, Consecrate]
In the darkness of the new moon, shelters crumbles against harassing nightmares. Here, where blood was spilt, find sanctuary against harm and pain. [Consecrate, Sanctuary, Magic Circle against Alignment : Evil]
Let the lights from above pierce through the mists favored by The Serpent. Find the path towards peace and serenity. Loved, remembered, cherished as your mother, sisters, daughters would. [Consecrate, Find the Path]
Here, where blood have been spilt, may the light shelter you under a dome of protection, unbreachable, unbroken. Destruction may come, the arms of the Broken are just to open to rebuild, mend, and care. [Consecrate, Freedom]
Tristan Gallendt: [Holy Aura]
Here where pain do not penetrate, where solace takes hold let suffering be rebuked by the united Gods of Justice, Fairness, Retirbution and Compassion. Let their blessing bring order where Murder remains.[Consecrate, Hilater's Greater Misdirection, Mass Reflect Pain]
The smile of The Broken God erase pain, harm and suffering. Children, who have been forced here, used for these nefarious purpose we heard... let you come to mother. Finally. May your nightmare end. [Consecrate,Greater Visage of the Deity]
Tristan Gallendt: He stood with the Ilmateri Priestess continuing to offer his own prayer of revenge for those who has been brought low by this place, encouraging their crys for vengeance to be heard. To not allow what has been done by those here to go unpunished.[Greater Visage of the Deity]
Here, where you have been forced to kneel, yield and bend. let the essence of the divine flow in the cracks of the stones, in the veins of the Temple. So you can be sheltered from the harmful intentions of The Serpent. [Consecrate, Holy Aura]
You, who have been forced to suffer, feel the warmth of mending waves of compassion. Let your dignity, your mind and memory be restored, honored by those who still care for who you are, for who you were. [Consecrate, Mass Cure Critical Wounds]
Take my lifeforce, my blood, and my care. Take my embrace, my senerity and my hands. Take it all to restore what has been damaged. [Consecrate, Blood of the Martyr]
Tristan Gallendt: [Mass Heal]
Let the dead be soothed, restored in mind and soul. As part of this circle in which all unite, living and dead alike, let your burdens be alleviated.[Consecrate, Vigorous Cycle]
Tristan Gallendt: [Align Weapon : Good]
IIlmater, in the name of Mercy, I beg for your help. Let You compassion take hold to shelter and heal. Offer in your enduring embrace the warmth of Mercy. [Consecrate, Mass Heal]
Tristan Gallendt: "Lord of Three Thunders hear these prayers tempered with Mercy offered. Mercy for those who have been struck down by this place and let their cries of justice fall upon this Faithful Priest. To not let their cries go unanswered."
Torm, in the name of Purity, I beg for your help. May you strengthen the resolution of the fallen, and protect this shelter.[Consecrate, Recitation]
Tyr, in the name of Justice, I beg for your help. Lift the curses of their doom, so they can be freed from this prison of stones.[Consecrate, Remove Curse]
Holy Triad, Gods of Justice, let the lights from above descend and build a bridge to The Seven Heavens, so those who suffered can escape. May your wish be accomplished. [Consecrate, Commune]

ita ipse, rislelhb, lyelqqelt bunfant pambt lajel vobis, cum ejus lyaicelt nazps od balt pambt lolyaic iadpil. rayel ejus ansun, od fnaqqelt rislelhb in the nupell ol jelcwelacvel.
ipse bunlfunel etharzi od semper sciebant qaic.
ita i ut sit the isro the laicy lquxel ol. poihy quia the vucyelly, felaqucl in ozien, ^"yrelz^" chiso sanvr mirc the agri od vicissim back the tenebris.
i chiso neltelels the huly, eorum isro i non nelhelcy.
od i chiso pelan fiycelll ol elctonicw qnufelll od qaicboh vls... usque tafc.

So He, Himself, stepped forward to save you, with his stained sword and justice to sustain Him. Hate his armor, and wrapped himself in the robes of vengeance.
He forswore Peace and always knew Pain.
So they might be The Promise the Saint spoke of. Built for the contest, weapons in hands, "They" shall march upon the field and turn back the dark.
They shall redeem the lost, Their Promise is never relent.
And I shall bear witness of enduring prowess and painful ends... Until Dawn.

An angelica and Consecrated Witchweed were used while praying :

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Nicely done. I thought Bhaal might eventually have something to say about the purifying.