The case of the missing cultist

Lavinya

Vit n'Rotri tells you, "Chosen, might I call upon you? I may have... lost us a valuable Priestess."

-movement spam-

You incline your head respectfully to Vit n'Rotri and reverently form the unbroken circle of the Ouroboros with your fingers.

Vit n'Rotri smirks coldly at you.

Vit n'Rotri inclines his head respectfully to you and reverently forms the unbroken circle of the Ouroboros with his fingers.

You say, "I came as quickly as I could, what is it?"

Reverently, Vit n'Rotri says, "Chosen."

Vit n'Rotri says, "I have been tutoring one of our cultists in the ways of the Lord and sent her into the caverns to retrieve the scriptures."

Vit n'Rotri says, "I have not seen her since and fear for the worst. If only she were a cultist of no consequence, alas..."

Vit n'Rotri hesitates and murmurs darkly under his breath.

You raise an eyebrow questioningly.

Vit n'Rotri says, "She has proven herself a potent vessel for the will of the Lord, skilled in prayer and hymns."

A startled yelp echoes from the caverns followed by a mournful howl.

Vit n'Rotri says, "I would be loathe to lose her."

You blink.

You say, "I will find her, she still has breath it seems."

You mutter discontentedly.

You incline your head politely to Vit n'Rotri.

Vit n'Rotri smirks coldly at you.

Vit n'Rotri inclines his head respectfully to you and reverently forms the unbroken circle of the Ouroboros with his fingers.

You say, "I will make haste."

-running around searching the godrealm-

Vit n'Rotri tells you, "I heard her, honoured Chosen! Looks like she made it out and fled the premises."

-run back to Vit-

Vit n'Rotri inclines his head respectfully to you and reverently forms the unbroken circle of the Ouroboros with his fingers.

Panting, you say, "You heard her?"

Vit n'Rotri says, "Or at the very least I heard a sob and footsteps."

You say, "I saw no trace of her, where would she have run to?"

Vit n'Rotri exhales slowly from beneath the hood.

You give Vit n'Rotri the once-over, eyeing him suspiciously.

Vit n'Rotri whispers darkly under his breath.

Vit n'Rotri says, "So fragile, yet so promising."

Vit n'Rotri says, "House y'Bolgari has sent her into our tutelage, perhaps she went back to family??"

You suck thoughtfully on your teeth.

You say, "Perhaps Nadira knows, I will ask her."

-head  to Nadira-

Lavinya

You incline your head politely to Lady Nadira y'Bolgari.

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari graces you with a flawless, charming smile that never touches her eyes.

You say, "My Lady."

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari examines her nails idly.

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari says, "Mmm?"

Delicately, you say, "Vit asked me to look into a...possible dilemma."

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari says, "Yes? And he cannot handle it himself?"

With a wry smile, you say, "Of course not, he is a man. Have you seen a young woman? Vit has...misplaced her."

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari flicks her fan open, hiding a thin smile.

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari says, "How aptly put, my dear."

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari says, "I'm afraid I have not, should I have?"

You say, "He said she is y'Bolgari, I thought perhaps she may have wandered to visit you. Perhaps not."

You suck thoughtfully on your teeth.

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari fans herself idly, her aubergine eyes narrowing as her curiosity is sparked.

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari flicks her fan closed, offering a thin smile.

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari says, "Truly? No kin of mine has visited me... however, such is unsurprising."

With a hint of amusement, you say, "Your kin visiting you, or Vit losing someone?"

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari says, "I am a legend even among my own family, the fairest and most accomplished. This no wonder the child would not visit me till she were of enough renown."

Your eyes sparkle with amusement at Lady Nadira y'Bolgari.

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Lady Nadira y'Bolgari's lips.

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari says, "As witty as ever, dear. Both then, I daresay."

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari says, "How tiresome to be looking for said child."

You nod your head at Lady Nadira y'Bolgari.

You say, "More effort than I put into my own children."

Lifting a dainty hand to finger your neckline, you glance about with uncertain disdain.

You say, "I suppose I had best keep looking, you will let me know if you see her, I trust?"

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari smooths her hair back nonchalantly.

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari says, "Naturally."

You incline your head politely to Lady Nadira y'Bolgari.

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari graces you with a flawless, charming smile that never touches her eyes.

Lady Nadira y'Bolgari says, "A pleasure, as always."

You say, "Thankyou, my Lady.

-back to Vit-

Vit n'Rotri inclines his head respectfully to you and reverently forms the unbroken circle of the Ouroboros with his fingers.

Vit n'Rotri says, "The blessings of the Lord Morgfyre be upon you, Lavinya."

You say to Vit n'Rotri, "Do you think she remains within our Lord's demesne? Nadira has not seen her."

His hands snapping into the ouroboros at your sight, Vit n'Rotri says, "I cannot sense her, certainly."

A viscanti assistant paces in unhurriedly from the south.

Comprehension flashes across your face.

A sophisticated viscanti assistant bows respectfully to you.

A sophisticated viscanti assistant bows respectfully to Vit n'Rotri.

You incline your head politely to a sophisticated viscanti assistant.

Turning his eyes to you, smoothly, a sophisticated viscanti assistant says, "My Lady, your presence has been requested by my Mistress at your leisure."

You say, "Of course, Latifa."

Vit n'Rotri tilts his head, his eyes ever shadowed by the hood.

You say, "Excuse me, I shall see her now and see what can be...found."

You give Vit n'Rotri the once-over, eyeing him suspiciously.

Vit n'Rotri whispers darkly under his breath.

A sophisticated viscanti assistant says, "Yes, my Lady."

With a flourish of his arm, a sophisticated viscanti assistant bows deeply.

A viscanti assistant paces away slowly to the south.

-travel to Presidio-

An enchanting amaranthine drawing room.

Set upon the table on a silver-gilt filigree tray is a collection of bone china teaware, the teacups awaiting use. Latifa y'Bolgari reclines upon a chaise lounge, a bored expression on her face. Her face buried in Latifa's shoulder, Dasina y'Bolgari is weeping upon the chaise lounge.

You incline your head politely to Latifa y'Bolgari.

Glancing at the girl, you say, "It is a pleasure to see you again, Lady Latifa."

look dasina

In the first blush of womanhood, this young viscanti lady is the picture of elegance and noble propriety. Her skin is soft and warm like a summer peach, with rosy cheeks that are prone to coy flushes of colour. Sparkling indigo eyes peer with quiet intelligence from a fine-boned face that reveals her noble heritage. Rich mahogany tresses have been caught up in a delicate silver caul at her nape, the fine wires glittering with strung pearls engraved with amaranth blossoms. Diminutive and graced with a pleasingly feminine figure, she holds herself primly, her pretty smile unfailingly charming and polite. She is dressed in a modest yet attractive violet gown that is trimmed with ivory flounces and ribbons in the height of fashion among the young noble ladies of her age. A simple string of creamy pearls circles her throat, and a lace-trimmed reticule dangles from her wrist. Held with coquettish grace in one hand is a dainty parasol, fashioned of ivory lace and lilac ribbons.

Between loud sniffs, Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "And then it advanced... and I smacked it with my parasol... and I ran."

Clearing her throat as she raises, Latifa y'Bolgari says, "Lady d'Murani, a pleasure to welcome you within my boutique again."

Latifa y'Bolgari lightly pecks the air beside each of your cheeks, greeting you formally.

Shocked, her indigo eyes growing wide, Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist exclaims, "Lady d'Murani!"

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist disentangles herself from amidst the cushions and nearly jumps off the chaise lounge to attention.

You say to Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist, "And you must be Vit's lost cultist."

Your eyes sparkle with amusement.

Struggling to control her voice, Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "Greeting, Chosen of the Legion."

Latifa y'Bolgari rolls her eyes.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist dips into a low curtsey, eyes on the floor, and maintains that pose.

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across your lips.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist maintains the curtsey, wobbling only ever so slightly while her hands hold out the sides of her violet gown.

Smiling politely, Latifa y'Bolgari says, "Thank you for accepting my invitation so promptly."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist glances to the side and hisses with the edge of her mouth, "Y-u i---ted h-?".

Ignoring the commentary, Latifa y'Bolgari says, "My Lady, I have requested your presence because, as I see you are aware, my beloved cousin here has recently moved to Magnagora and joined the DisOrder."

You say, "It is a pleasure to make her acquaintance, of course."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist maintains the curtsey still, balancing while her legs strain.

Gently, Latifa y'Bolgari says, "She has... had trouble finding herself within the Engine. She has been brought up here with uncle Baalran and tutored in the ways of the Legion."

Barely maintaining her grin, you say to Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist, "Please child, sit, before you do yourself injury."

Latifa y'Bolgari says, "Indeed, my Lady, would you sit please, that we may discuss this?"

Latifa y'Bolgari shakes her head at Dasina.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist pulls herself up, relieved, and turns her face away to wipe her cheeks from tears unseen.

You have emoted: Lavinya sits fluidly upon the chaise and smooths her skirts neatly over her knees.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist clears her throat.

Latifa y'Bolgari sits back down, a polite smile to her lips.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist sits herself demurely upon a chair, hands upon her knees, eyes downcast.

Latifa y'Bolgari says, "Well then, darling, perhaps you should explain?"

You have emoted: Lavinya looks at Dasina thoughtfully but holds her tongue, waiting.

Gathering her courage, Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "I have been seeking to gather the scripture for Lord Vit, Lady Chosen, that I may prove myself to be baptised a true Priestess."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "And I may have... strayed too far into the depths of the caverns, and there were these foul beings, revenants."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist inhales a shaky breath and pauses.

Arching an eyebrow smoothly, Latifa y'Bolgari says, "And...? There was something else we discussed too, wasn't there?"

You raise an eyebrow questioningly.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist flushes slightly and nods.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "I was wondering, my Lady, hoping... that you might assist me in becoming baptised with Lord Vit."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "I live to serve the True God, His Way is the only one for me but the caverns are so dangerous, I fear I cannot do such alone."

You say, "It is always a joy to tutor those who wish to serve Lord Legion."

You ponder Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist thoughtfully, looking her up and down.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist lifts her chin proudly, showing off her delicate features and fierce indigo eyes.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "I will serve the Ouroborian Priesthood with everything I have. I have left my family here, my beloved cousin, uncle, everyone, to join the DisOrder."

Languidly, Latifa y'Bolgari says, "No need to be so dramatic, dear."

Your eyes sparkle with amusement.

Latifa y'Bolgari flashes a thin, polite smile at you.

Latifa y'Bolgari says, "Ah youth, to think I was like that just a few years back."

You say, "You have noble blood in your veins, I could hardly thrust you among the regular riff-raff to study."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist pierces Latifa with a gaze that could melt snowcaps.

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Latifa y'Bolgari's lips as she glances at Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist.

Slowly, you say, "Perhaps...hmm."

You look about yourself, rubbing your chin thoughtfully.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist gazes at you expectantly.

You say, "I have need for a proper, noble young woman, to serve as my Lady-in-waiting. To be my companion and assistant. Someone young and decorous and quick to learn and listen."

Airily, you say, "I imagine anyone who served in such an honoured position would also learn much from me in return."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist shoots out of her chair and stands at the ready.

You give a trillingly melodic laugh.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist quickly realises her mistake and dips into a slow and meticulous curtsey.

You say to Latifa y'Bolgari, "The impestuousness of youth indeed."

Demurely, Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "I would be honoured."

Latifa y'Bolgari lifts a dainty hand to her neckline, glancing about with uncertain disdain.

Latifa y'Bolgari says, "Ah indeed."

You say to Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist, "You will be expected to be a model of propriety, and absolutely trustworthy. Who knows what secrets you may learn in my presence, hmm?"

Latifa y'Bolgari says, "I can assure you, my Lady, that she is well versed in many arts as a young lady should. The upbringing here in the Presidio is anything but rudimentary."

Latifa y'Bolgari flashes a charming smile that never touches her eyes.

With a smile, you say to Latifa y'Bolgari, "I expected nothing less from House y'Bolgari."

Curtseying twice in a row, Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "Yes, my Lady."

Your eyes twinkle enchantingly.

Latifa y'Bolgari says, "You could not be more lucky, darling cousin."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist nods eagerly and flashes a charming smile.

You say to Latifa y'Bolgari, "If your family is willing, I will happily accept her into my service. I think she will do very nicely."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "I have heard much of you, my Lady. My cousin can never stop praising your excellent manners and fashion sense and how you have had people assist her in th-."

Latifa y'Bolgari halts Dasina's ramble with a thundering glower.

Finishing smoothly, Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "I would be most honoured and no doubt so would be my House."

Suppressing her grin, you say, "The honour is mine, Dasina."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist says, "And, could you please help with my baptism, my Lady? Please? I would loathe for Lord Vit to think I flaked out of that after proving time and again that I am ready."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the Cultist looks at you hopefully.

You give a trillingly melodic laugh.

You say, "Yes, of course, it would not do to have you only almost inducted."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting begins to follow you.

You have emoted: Lavinya stands and shakes out her skirts so they fall just so.

Latifa y'Bolgari says, "I am glad to see this resolved. She will bring much honour to our House will her work for the Legion."

Latifa y'Bolgari raises as well.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting falls in line behind you, hands demurely gathered in front of her.

You say, "I believe we shall all benefit from this arrangement."

You say to Latifa y'Bolgari, "Thankyou for the recommendation. It is terribly hard to find suitable help amongst the common rabble."

Using your tongue and the roof of your mouth, you make a quiet clicking noise.

Latifa y'Bolgari says, "And thank you for the visit."

You say, "Always a pleasure. I shall have to see about getting another order of your oil soon, it does wonders for the complexion."

Latifa y'Bolgari smiles smugly and nods.

You incline your head politely to Latifa y'Bolgari.

Latifa y'Bolgari inclines her head politely to those around her.

You say, "Come along, Dasina."

-movement spam back to Vit, falling in about the billionth gravedigger pit on the way-

Lavinya

You incline your head respectfully to Vit n'Rotri and reverently form the unbroken circle of the Ouroboros with your fingers.

Vit n'Rotri graces you with a flawless, charming smile that never touches his eyes.

You say, "Is this what you were looking for, Vit?"

You have emoted: Lavinya waves a graceful hand towards Dasina.

Vit n'Rotri brings his fingers together to reverently form the unbroken circle of the Ouroboros.

Vit n'Rotri says, "That would be her, honoured Chosen."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting hangs her head low and remains quiet.

Vit n'Rotri says, "I see you are well, child. Have you come to be baptised then?"

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting nods somberly.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting looks to you expectantly.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting idly twirls her parasol as she gazes about with polite indifference.

You have emoted: Lavinya folds her hands neatly before her.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "Shall we gather the cultists, my Lady?"

You nod your head at Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting.

-more running around gathering cultists then returning them to Vit-

Vit n'Rotri raises a hand in greeting at the approach of the darkly cloaked figure.

Vit n'Rotri exclaims, "Hail, Brother of the Ouroboros!"

Vit n'Rotri says, "The medium of our Lord has not been brought forth, and the ritual may not yet begin."

You say, "The waif."

Using your tongue and the roof of your mouth, you make a quiet clicking noise.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting nods her head emphatically.

-amidst hunting for the waif and the viscanti doll-

Dreamily, Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "I wish I could serve as the Lord's medium."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "But if I understand it correctly, it is a one-time job."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting glances askance.

Your eyes twinkle enchantingly.

Smiling dreamily, Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "Perhaps one day."

You say, "I don't recommend it for you, I would hate to lose my companion so soon."

-spamspam-

You say, "Well we found the girl, where is the blasted doll."

You mutter discontentedly.

-more running-

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "Have we checked the council tower, my Lady?"

(THANKYOU)

You say, "Not as yet, let's make our way that direction."

-find the doll in the tower-

You give a ragged viscanti doll to Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting.

You say, "You should give it to her, Dasina. I do not need another baptism."

Comprehension flashes across Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting's face.

You ponder a slender waif thoughtfully, looking her up and down.

A slender waif giggles happily at you.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting hands the ragged doll to a slender waif.

A slender waif gasps in delight, hugging the doll tightly to her chest as she sobs tears of relief.

A slender waif exclaims, "Oh Sheila! I missed you!"

A slender waif begins to follow you.

-race off, fall into ANOTHER damned gravedigger pit-

You say, "Gravediggers are -such- an inconvenience."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting readies her parasol just in case.

You grin mischievously at Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting.

You say, "That's the spirit."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting peers about herself unscrupulously.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "And our waif?"

You say, "Where did she go?"

You crease your brow in a frown.

You say, "You don't think she is still in the pit, do you?"

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "I think we left her at the junction."

-race back to find the wayward waif, sans gravedigger pits-

A slender waif says, "Ah here you are! I'll go with you for a while."

You give a slender waif the once-over, eyeing her suspiciously.

A slender waif snuffles softly at you.

A slender waif begins to follow you.

You say to a slender waif, "Do keep up, girl." 

-back to Vit, waif in tow!-

Lavinya

Vit n'Rotri smiles cruelly at the waif, making a complex gesture with his fingers. The child drifts into a soft sleep, walking to stand in the centre of the ritual pentagram.

Vit n'Rotri says, "The circle of cultists has not yet been formed, thus the ritual may not begin."

 

"Pah" Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says with disgust.

You mutter discontentedly.

-Go find wayward cultists-

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "These cultists have such limited patience."

You say, "Such short attention spans, tsk."

Vit n'Rotri raises a hand in greeting at the approach of the darkly cloaked figure.

Vit n'Rotri exclaims, "Hail, Brother of the Ouroboros!"

 (DisOrder): Vit n'Rotri says, "A Ritual of Baptism commences anon! Harken quickly, ye who would attend!"

Vit n'Rotri says, "We shall give our brethren a few moments to arrive."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting fidgets impatiently behind you.

Quietly, Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "I am ready, I am ready."

You say to Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting, "Chin up, now is no time to falter."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting mutters a quiet benediction to the Legion.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting exhales slowly, gathering her resolve.

You have emoted: Lavinya steps aside to make way for Dasina.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting lifts her chin up and nods somberly to you.

You have emoted: Lavinya gives Dasina a faint nod of encouragement.

Vit n'Rotri exclaims, "Harken, for the ritual begins!"

Vit n'Rotri raises his arms high overhead, calling for silence.

-SUPER SECRET MORGFYRE DISORDER BAPTISM-

Vit n'Rotri says, "Our Lord has spoken! Let His words be spread across the Basin of Life by the Ouroborian Priests and Priestesses, the most blessed of mortals. Join me, my brethren, in thanking our Lord."

Vit n'Rotri says, "We thank You, oh Lord, for Your wisdom and guidance in these troubled times."

Vit n'Rotri brings his fingers together to reverently form the unbroken circle of the Ouroboros.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting brings her fingers together to reverently form the unbroken circle of the Ouroboros.

You say, "Praise be to Lord Legion."

A shadowed cultist exclaims, "Praise be to He Who Is Legion, the greatest of the gods! Pray that soon comes the Day of His Return!"

You incline your head respectfully to Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting and reverently form the unbroken circle of the Ouroboros with your fingers.

Reverently, Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "Praise be to the Lord Legion."

You beam broadly at Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting.

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting maintains a composed countenance as she rejoins you at your side.

Softly, you say to Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting, "It is well done, child."

Softly, Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "Thank you, my Lady."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting says, "I am forever indebted to you, and in your service."

Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting curtseys gracefully before you.

You smile softly at Dasina y'Bolgari, the lady-in-waiting.

You say, "Oh yes, you will do very well."

You say to Vit n'Rotri, "Let me know if you ever lose a strong, handsome young man, hmm?"

Vit n'Rotri says, "Certainly, Lady Chosen, I will try not to lose another, though."

Your eyes sparkle with amusement.

Vit n'Rotri inclines his head respectfully to you and reverently forms the unbroken circle of the Ouroboros with his fingers.

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BIG big big thankyou to whoever this was, I love having a proper back story for Dasina, and baptising her into Morgfyre's DisOrder was an extra special touch. So awesome!

Marcella

DAMNIT I WAS FINALLY HOPING TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS TO THE WAIF FUCK YOU

good log

Kalnid

Latifa got old and sharp and I totally missed it. It's only been like two decades, man!

Pectus

Yeess yess. A thousand times yes

Leolamins

Marcella said:

DAMNIT I WAS FINALLY HOPING TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS TO THE WAIF FUCK YOU

good log

Join the order and we will baptise you

Pectus

Marcella said:

DAMNIT I WAS FINALLY HOPING TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS TO THE WAIF FUCK YOU

good log

@Marcella Welll.. It may die, or it may live in peace forever with a Morgmommy and Morgdaddy.

Or it could die. 

...Yeah I think it died. Horribly