Message #149769

[Coquard]

Roleplaying Event   (4 hours, 17 minutes ago)
Message sent to everyone in the vicinity of Rueffilo (4 recipients)
Incantatrix appears in a quiet flash of light within the temple in Rueffilo. She steps outside and grimaces when she sees the pillar of light that has illuminated the sky over Rueffilo for some time now.

Turning, she snaps some commands to the portal behind her, then strides forth from the temple. No more than half a minute later, a column of Daimons follows her toward the pillar.

When she reaches it, she reaches out and tries to simply dismantle the ring of portal stones, but as soon as her clawed hand touches the light surrounding them, she hisses and pulls it back, holding it in obvious pain. Snarling, she begins to chant, walking in circles around the portal stones and making mystic gestures in the air. When she has made three counterclockwise circuits of the stone ring, she stops and incants some more, hands held out toward the pillar of light.

Where she has passed, a ring of violet-glowing tracery surrounds the pillar of light, and as she incants, it begins to constrict toward it. When the violet ring touches the pillar of light, it begins to bleed its colour out into it. This seems to please Incantatrix, who continues chanting with a faint smile on her face. The violet light continues to spread both up and down the pillar as the ring of symbols continues to contract toward the center of the light.

When the violet glow touches the stones, they begin to tremble. It continues to expand, eventually surrounding the portal stones. Tendrils of darker violet extend down from the ring of traced symbols to entangle the stones—

—But then something goes horribly wrong.

The instant the first dark tendril touches one of the portal stones, there is a soundless detonation, and whorls of white and violet light spin off in all directions. Incantatrix and her new guard are knocked backward, and when she struggles to her feet, there is a look of stark horror on her face—but only for a moment. She controls her features, turns to her guard, and snaps out some quick instructions.

Then they all run off after the whorls of rogue magic.