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It is a dreary, uneventful Saturday evening and Alkali is taking a well-deserved break. In his cramped apartment, he surrounds himself in arcane tomes and texts, perusing occult thesis's. His last set of jobs have had him facing crowds of toxic cultists and infiltrating Vory gambling dens. The change of pace is much appreciated. Except as he turns the page, he stumbles upon something out of place. A strange sigil, two interlocking circles, one within the other. It glows softly with golden light, much like a light he had seen once before. Adjusting his glasses, he quickly identifies it as a spirits marker, a lifeline that would guide him within the metaplanes. | It is a dreary, uneventful Saturday evening and Alkali is taking a well-deserved break. In his cramped apartment, he surrounds himself in arcane tomes and texts, perusing occult thesis's. His last set of jobs have had him facing crowds of toxic cultists and infiltrating Vory gambling dens. The change of pace is much appreciated. Except as he turns the page, he stumbles upon something out of place. A strange sigil, two interlocking circles, one within the other. It glows softly with golden light, much like a light he had seen once before. Adjusting his glasses, he quickly identifies it as a spirits marker, a lifeline that would guide him within the metaplanes. | ||
Quickly, he readies his preparations for astral travel. Drugs are imbibed, alchemical | Quickly, he readies his preparations for astral travel. Drugs are imbibed, alchemical preparations are readied and a ritual circle, sketched with ink atop paper in the center of his apartment, empowers his willpower. Alkali sits within the circle, takes a deep, ragged breath. | ||
Then, his spirit rises out of his body. | Then, his spirit rises out of his body. His soul yearns for the metaplanes, for the place beyond, but there remains a single barrier arresting his ascent to that initiate horizon. | ||
==The Dweller== | ==The Dweller== | ||
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ShadowHaven רַמַּא "Bud" | Dedicants | ||||||||
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By Act of Grace my former state; how soon |
Summary
Alkali journeys into the metaplane of man and forms a pact with a fallen angel, carving its name upon himself in exchange for time and knowledge.
Background
Micah, better known in the runner community as Alkali, is dying. He has been dying for some time, now. His lungs are imperfect, ravaged by cancer, and his frailty is a constant obstacle on the road to the divine. This cannot stand.
The Beginning
It is a dreary, uneventful Saturday evening and Alkali is taking a well-deserved break. In his cramped apartment, he surrounds himself in arcane tomes and texts, perusing occult thesis's. His last set of jobs have had him facing crowds of toxic cultists and infiltrating Vory gambling dens. The change of pace is much appreciated. Except as he turns the page, he stumbles upon something out of place. A strange sigil, two interlocking circles, one within the other. It glows softly with golden light, much like a light he had seen once before. Adjusting his glasses, he quickly identifies it as a spirits marker, a lifeline that would guide him within the metaplanes.
Quickly, he readies his preparations for astral travel. Drugs are imbibed, alchemical preparations are readied and a ritual circle, sketched with ink atop paper in the center of his apartment, empowers his willpower. Alkali sits within the circle, takes a deep, ragged breath.
Then, his spirit rises out of his body. His soul yearns for the metaplanes, for the place beyond, but there remains a single barrier arresting his ascent to that initiate horizon.