The Ritual Of Release

[Volutional 935]

 

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Sa’Quorak approached the temple slowly, the jungle’s very own air becoming more dense as he nears it. He prepares a palmed-fist-bow as the doors slowly slide roughly open, revealing Yhl’Natayshi, the Sage. She was meditating, likely on her rarely spoken magic. Quorak walks in, his palmed-fist-bow is now followed with the lowering of his head and the silence of the temple. He stops as he gets into the temple, and looks upon Natayshi once, with a welcoming, yet sturn hand motion to ask her outside, in order to speak.
 

“Yhl’Natayshi.” He pauses with a sigh, almost in shame. “Sa’Quorak haws cawnsidered whawt we spawk abawt... Awnd haws fawnd sawmtheeng thawt weell help heem relieve heemself awf theese Daemawn.” He places his hand on his chest. “Quorak awsks Natayshi faw her permisshawn aws a Sage, awnd aws a wise Kha’, faw her tu’a perfawrm theese Rituawl thawt Quorak fawnd een the’alibrary.”

He hands her the book, and she nods, her hand now motioning upon the top of the temple. Natayshi gathers three more acolyte priests, who follow Quorak and her up the stretching stairs of the temple. In Va’Khajrian, they whisper chants. Deep, almost lower than normally able. They chant in rhythm, standing now in a circle, Quorak in the middle. He is knelt, and his eyes are closed upon his lowered head.

Slowly. His fur begins to lighten to a bleached white, and his stripes turn a midnight black. But suddenly, all four of the priests feel a huge disturbance. The ritual collapses, and the fur begins to roar into a thundering smoke that consumes the entirety of the top of the temple in a mixture of red and black.

Eventually, after a moment of eye-covering, the Priests can set their eyes on the remains of a once proud Kharajyr. Xiunyg, who all this time was thought to be fighting Quorak, is all that was left. His fur scarred and bloodied by the ritual, Xiunyg had been released from Quorak, and Quorak from him. Quorak, who is now thought to be in the skies with Metztli forever.

Xiunyg, however. Is very much real, and very much alive.

 

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[Moot 1719]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.