A Star is Born

You have received 25 Bound Credits!
You follow  to the Vault of Heaven.
The favour of Drocilla has worn off, gifting you with increased experience.
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(+300000 essence)

Like a silken caress, a mild breeze brushes against your skin wafting a warm, musky scent that invades your heightened senses with a sudden, core-bending intensity.
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look
The Vault of Heaven.
Balancing a shimmering sky, a veil in the fabric of reality seethes with raw energy. The veil, though extremely thin, flickers and crackles, sending booming vibrations through the surroundings. Glancing through, the miniscule details of the Upper Haven become visible and almost picturesque. A continuous breeze filters from the veil, bringing the previously cold atmosphere to comfortable temperance. With outstretched arms, an enormous statue of Estarra stands here vigilantly. Smoke curling from her nostrils, a pure black nightmare paws impatiently at the jet black clouds roiling beneath her hooves.
You see a single exit leading down.
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The smell brings about a euphoria which spreads through your chest and then extremities - first as warmth, then as flush-rising hotness, then as a satisfying, comfortable state of simply existing within this perfect moment - a pinnacle of achievement, a mere shard fanned to near-divinity.
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The veil in the fabric of reality overhead crackles and flickers, drawing your attention to your new domain - the vault of heaven from where all land can be seen below, specks of colour peaking through the clouds.
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(blah): Nilofer says, "That was lame."
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(blah): Nilofer says, "Literally all that happened was an ether exit message for your horse."
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A wave of ethereal violet light radiates from the Vault of Heaven, unfurling across the firmament like the rippling leaves of a fan. Suffusing the edges of the clouds with an eerie incandescence, the spectral phenomenon blazes across the entire sky until it evanesces over the horizon, leaving only the cold, grey morning in its wake.
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(blah): Nilofer says, "What."
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Musical chimes fill the air as a swirling gateway of brilliant light pierces the air before you, boring a hole through the very fabric of the planes. Eritheyl, riding a pig-eared eaf'Eramich, steps confidently out of the rotating gate, which shimmers and snaps shut behind him.
A bit of a stench preceding it, a pig-eared eaf'Eramich clomps in from the ether.
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In the sudden brightness you briefly glimpse a brilliant golden silhouette overhead in the Upper Heavens, a witness to your success. As darkness falls again, a sense of pride swells within you when a smoky voice murmurs approval in your ear.
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(The m'Kbrah Legacy): Nilofer says, "A wave of ethereal violet light radiates from the Vault of Heaven, unfurling across the firmament like the rippling leaves of a fan. Suffusing the edges of the clouds with an eerie incandescence, the spectral phenomenon blazes across the entire sky until it evanesces over the horizon, leaving only the cold, grey morning in its wake."
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Eritheyl lifts his eyebrow slightly, curious.
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(blah): Nilofer says, "What's that."
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(blah): You say, "Was it me?"
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Tears flow freely from your eyes as Drocilla, the Enchantress appoints you to the Ensorcelled.
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(The Evanescent): You say, "My Lady, was it You who painted the skies for all to see?"
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(The Evanescent): Drocilla says, "Of course, My Ensorcelled."



Edit: Fixed the header and footer!

Edit 2: Tried to put in the pretty colours, but it didn't work ::::(