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Events post #345: Descending the Spiral: Tina, Adherent of Corruption
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10/23/2022 at 4:50
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Descending the Spiral: Tina, Adherent of Corruption
Summoned without ceremony to attend the Goddess of Corruption, Tina Cardinalis made her way quickly to the Isle of Despair, Tiyen Indoron. Promised the approval of her Goddess when faced with a most intimate Harrowing, Tina descended through trials that tested her resolve in each of the Lady's Gifts, and faced them with fervent candour and an ardent determination to embrace the depths of each.
Along the Spiral, she mastered Fear in the fleshy embrace of a rapidly increasing heartbeat, its sound taking on a life of its own that pressed on the senses with rising urgency. She embraced Despair on an idyllic lakeside, the slide into loss of self and life a gradual one that washed through on waves of endless blood where only pleasant picnicking was expected. At the luscious feast of Avarice, she devoured cakes by the hundreds, masterpieces of baking that made the eyes water simply to see them, and delighted in the visceral hunger that saw her discard and forget their beauteous forms even as they fell to mounds of bone-white ash that piled beneath her feet.
Descending once more, she found a mirror that focused her Malice, so that she might delight upon serving it to others who haunted her home, a vicious Gift that allowed her to enjoy its malignant goals. And from there she strode to a victorious battlefield, one that bore nothing but triumph in the broken and scattered corpses of her enemies: lo, she looked upon them created something new, something monstrous, and personally stitched together a gargantuan beast of assorted parts. She left it to watch over the battlefield even as the hideous heat of the sun parched the land, and with the essence of Corruption at her side, she drew darkness down to cloak the land in a celestial display of Might.
Once she proved herself worthy of her mastery over Corruption's Gifts, she was faced with a new trial - empowering a thirteen-pointed star, as of the Indorani of yore, with her own blood and flesh. She graciously allowed the others of Chakrasul's Chosen to join her, empowering the ritual of Might with their own flesh, blood, bones, and organs. As the lustrous star in a hidden sanctum was fully empowered by the efforts of the Chosen, the essence of their trials streamed forth to empower Tina's body, anointing her at the base of her descendancy to become to first true Adherent of Corruption.
With her new powers firmly in hand, she gains a particular domination over those long subsumed by Corruption's dark embrace - conjuring the memories and apparitions of Amelia, the Corrupted Arch Dryad, Yetrent the Ruinous Theurge, Idricara, Daughter of Twilight... and most significantly, Idar, the Fallen Champion. All these will serve Her once more, as sworn so passionately by Her Adherent, just as all else will come to Her Spiral in time too.
Penned by my hand on Kinsday, the 20th of Niuran, in the year 505 MA.
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Descending the Spiral: Tina, Adherent of Corruption
Summoned without ceremony to attend the Goddess of Corruption, Tina Cardinalis made her way quickly to the Isle of Despair, Tiyen Indoron. Promised the approval of her Goddess when faced with a most intimate Harrowing, Tina descended through trials that tested her resolve in each of the Lady's Gifts, and faced them with fervent candour and an ardent determination to embrace the depths of each.
Along the Spiral, she mastered Fear in the fleshy embrace of a rapidly increasing heartbeat, its sound taking on a life of its own that pressed on the senses with rising urgency. She embraced Despair on an idyllic lakeside, the slide into loss of self and life a gradual one that washed through on waves of endless blood where only pleasant picnicking was expected. At the luscious feast of Avarice, she devoured cakes by the hundreds, masterpieces of baking that made the eyes water simply to see them, and delighted in the visceral hunger that saw her discard and forget their beauteous forms even as they fell to mounds of bone-white ash that piled beneath her feet.
Descending once more, she found a mirror that focused her Malice, so that she might delight upon serving it to others who haunted her home, a vicious Gift that allowed her to enjoy its malignant goals. And from there she strode to a victorious battlefield, one that bore nothing but triumph in the broken and scattered corpses of her enemies: lo, she looked upon them created something new, something monstrous, and personally stitched together a gargantuan beast of assorted parts. She left it to watch over the battlefield even as the hideous heat of the sun parched the land, and with the essence of Corruption at her side, she drew darkness down to cloak the land in a celestial display of Might.
Once she proved herself worthy of her mastery over Corruption's Gifts, she was faced with a new trial - empowering a thirteen-pointed star, as of the Indorani of yore, with her own blood and flesh. She graciously allowed the others of Chakrasul's Chosen to join her, empowering the ritual of Might with their own flesh, blood, bones, and organs. As the lustrous star in a hidden sanctum was fully empowered by the efforts of the Chosen, the essence of their trials streamed forth to empower Tina's body, anointing her at the base of her descendancy to become to first true Adherent of Corruption.
With her new powers firmly in hand, she gains a particular domination over those long subsumed by Corruption's dark embrace - conjuring the memories and apparitions of Amelia, the Corrupted Arch Dryad, Yetrent the Ruinous Theurge, Idricara, Daughter of Twilight... and most significantly, Idar, the Fallen Champion. All these will serve Her once more, as sworn so passionately by Her Adherent, just as all else will come to Her Spiral in time too.
Penned by my hand on Kinsday, the 20th of Niuran, in the year 505 MA.
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