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The Farseer sat upon the seat, it creaked beneath his weight- Never had the chairs of Nor’Asath faced such a foe, an Uruk. Opposite him was his Student, Primach Netseth Loa’Chill, the two barked and puffed, indulging in the Cactus Green as they discussed the lesson. Of course, this was ultimately unimportant in the scheme of Kybal’Akaal. So, the chant began, the Teacher taking the lead their vision was obscured, filled by nothingness- a leisure walk, of course, something to get their mind off the disaster at Celia’nor. But, as Kybal lifted his hood, and spoke, it was made clear this meant much mor, unveiling two Ivory Stubs which crowned his head.

 

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They found themselves flung into the Spirit Realm, likely to a lesser of Leyd as they had called out His name in their chants. Odd grasslands covered the realm, though the ground was far from solid as if from constant warfare, or use, it was muddy and damp, one could easily slip and get a face full of it, how comically. A Mimicry of the Mortal Plane, yet- It seemed inherently alien still, as Kybal directed their eyes upwards, the sky, a perputual faint shade of crimson, likely a reminder of Leyd's ultimate Dominance over this plane. Mutually, the two discovered tracks- Prints, of the being who reigns over this land as Goth-hai, the Lesser.

 

Kybal guided the Mali’Ker across the realm, the pair occasionally falling in the mud. The Realm bent around them as if the Spirit had noticed their presence and beckoned them to it. And so they came upon the Half-Bison, Sigûrzûrz, Ilzgul-ob Endurance and Physical Fortitude. Nervous, the Primach took the lead and called out to the Ilzgul. It stood, easily towering above the Uruk and his student as it came to its hind legs. The Beings discussed as the lesser set out a challenge, stop it. Netseth, came first, as he stood in a clear patch of mud, the Bison charged and unleashed hell on him. Causing him to sink further into the mud if he was not resilient enough. Yet, he succeeded. But, next came the Uruk, he pondered on thoughts of his own endurance, that he must survive for his people, for they are the pariah folk, and there is much he must do,these would grant him victory, or… Perhaps, he allowed his victory. 

 

Yet, the outcome was all the same as the Pact was created.
 

Spoiler

 

Pact with Sigûrzûrz, Lesser of Leyd 4/5 Spell Slot consumed

 

T1 Shrine Created

 

Spirit Champions:

Kybal'Akaal (Evonpire) 1/3 Spirit Champion Slots

Heracleitos (ArcherofEmeralds) 1/3 Champion Slots

 

 

 

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