[M] the echo of a solitary siren

Siv Helsi · 07-05-2012, 03:03 PM

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Setting	Location	Form	NPCs
Location: Borgata Tenzontli, SL Date: 02 July (backdated) Weather: Cloudly; full moon visible Time: Night			Miqui Kimaris Wisteria D'Angelo

(539) Since there's been an influx of puppies born recently, Shem thought it would be an awesome idea to have a Tezcatli ritual. Please allow Ataxia to post first before joining; this thread is non-mandatory, though we'd love the parents and puppies to be present for ritualistic purposes and what-not. :>

It had been a terrible loss. Siv could do little to ease the girl, fragile bird as she was, and in the end had left careful instructions with Itachi. While not a true medic, she was capable in the realm of childbirth. China’s miscarriage had been something that was, as Siv suspected, brought on by her slight weight. With any luck her mate would be able to coax her back into life, though Siv warned him that it would be a long process. She spoke to China for hours, and promised to continue to look in on her.

There was blood on her hands when she left, though the actual blood had been cleaned away long before she departed. They should not have been suffering such losses here. She reasoned, and not without a great deal of anger, that it likely had to do with Eris’ position as Crone. No rituals had been performed since the one she and Dragur had done. They had given blood to the gods from their enemies, but had they thanked them for the children who had been born healthy? No. And what of Odessa, whose children were growing fast in her womb? It was a risk that Siv would not take.

Luckily, when she had gone to confront Eris, she had run instead into one of the old leader’s daughters. Ataxia was not a stranger to her; Siv had watched the girl grow up alongside her own daughter, and been surprised to see that she was not alone in recognizing that a sacrifice needed made. It was for different reasons than her own private thoughts, and so Siv merely agreed and suggested that perhaps they work together. The girl had agreed and so the pair had set to prepare, with Siv taking time to approach Salvia and Sirius about the matter in private. Both had been agreed to it; Salvia told her flatly she would not be present, while Sirius seemed wary and mentioned that her realm was not one he favored.

So the women had set to work. Siv had caught another wild horse, a puckish stallion too young to belong to those recently released from their war haul. He was hot tempered and been wary of her, but Hildr was capable of this now, and Hildr had been the one that eased him into an area where Siv could provide a singular source of water laced with a calming drug. He was tied up now, half-asleep and swaying on all four legs. The ritual place was familiar—they had been here before, when Larkspur’s pyre roared, and Eris had told her of the place even before Siv had set to make it her own. Now the flat rock was ringed by a stone boat, and sigils were painted and carved and placed everywhere. Her gods had come to make this place home.

Exactly how Ataxia managed to capture the wolf she did not know, but he was bound and affixed to the rock. Miqui was with the girl, and Siv suspected he was somehow responsible for this. After exchanging proper greetings with them both, she lifted her head and let forth a deep wolf’s howl, requesting the pack to join her.

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