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Pact of the Hurricane


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Ilzdushtala, Spirit of Hurricanes, Lesser of Neizdark.

Avotha awoke in a plane of nothingness with a lightning bolt striking next to her, surprised at the lack of anything she began to look for her guide. As she began a storm rolled over her, wind pushed at her face lightning struck all around her and she was faced with a question. "Whaav do lat wanav?" It asked. "What does that mean?" Avotha asked. Bolts of lightning shot out at Avotha who covered her face. "What do you want?" The spirit asked in Blah. "To learn and serve." She replied. "Why?" The spirit asked, thunder echoing from its voice. "I live to serve the spirits and the natural world. You are one of many extensions of that, one the mighty storms that many call Nature's Wrath. The spirit looked at her, the storm picked up in strength and magnitude as it spoke once more in the old tongue. "Jiak accepav lat, Jiak Ilzdushtala, Spiriav ro hurricane." It then with a wave of its hand threw Avotha out of the realm, she would wake up with a sharp inhale and her arms shaking as she looked at her guide feeling the spirits power run through her.

 

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