[Couronne] Connections (Solo)
Posted: Mon May 18, 2020 2:44 pm
City: Amoren
Location: Church of The Omen
Time: Early Evening
42nd of Glade, 120 AS
Reima leaned on the railing in the upper portion of the Cathedral, a section of the church which was generally off-limits to those not a part of the Omen themselves. A soft orange glow filled the large open space below her, filtering in through the large stained glass windows located in the rafters above. Down each hallway that split from this main chamber came another shimmer light, this one a steady blue of mage fire that burned in special lanterns that hung in brackets along the wall. Statues lined the walls beneath the overhanging balcony, each nearly 10 feet tall and depicting the Archa and other religious figures of Ulendreasim. The architecture of the building was like twisting vines, with curving arches that ended in sudden spikes of darkened wood or metal. The sharp angles of the building cast an almost sinister shadow on the floor below, like thorns or black flame that twisted around the scene reflected from the glass panels.
The last of the sermons had already been given, and only the Tribunes and Brothers/Sisters remained to tend to the cleaning and preparations for the morning services. Some cast raised eyebrows in Reima's direction, but she simply smiled and pulled back from the railing to return to her work. Sitting in the middle of the balcony was a small figure of the Eye of Ulen, crafted of wood with a base that let it stay upright. Two more had been positioned elsewhere, one on a balcony directly across from this one, and one rested on the altar where the speaker of the sermon would stand. At each place, Reima had already set one of her nodes, and those points she could feel like a hum in the back of her mind pointing back to them no matter what direction she faced. As she noticed the feeling she absently reached out a hand and touched the wall to her left, focusing for a moment as she gathered the shifting aether within her and began to tie and weave it into a noted patter over the place her hand rested. There was a slight shimmering in the air as the node came into being, and in her mind, she captured this node and added it to the mental map before stepping away.
"Now then," Reima whispered, kneeling before the figure.
Pulling in a breath and holding it Reima reached out and cupped her hands around the figure, focusing on the rune of negation that rested between her shoulder blades. A feeling cold lightning began to race down her arms, and with a mental effort, she directed this flowing aether to spill from her palms and begin to encircle the figurine with this power. It twisted and molded itself, forming into an orb that completely surrounded the idol before it flashed and vanished from sight. Though she could no longer see the aether, with her hands still encircling the idol she could feel what felt like a slight static coming from the item now. The anchor was yet unfinished, and reaching a hand out Reima focused on the anchor she had set on the figure on the opposite balcony. She could feel her magic there, humming softly not in a way she could hear, but rather could feel through the rune she bore. Once located she called to that anchor, snatching from it a thread of aether that she caught and connected to the anchor before her.
The humming buzz increased in her mind, and Reima closed her eyes to focus on the sensation. She followed the sensation back through the connection to the other balcony and 'read' the parameters there. With a thought, she imagined the two anchors overlaying in her mind, and through the connection she felt the parameters of the finished anchor shift and split, a portion of the anchors magic fading as the parameters were copied onto the newly created anchor resting under her left hand.
With a sigh, Reima opened her eyes and stood, stretching before setting her hands on her hips. The figure looked unchanged to the eye, but she could feel the anchor there as it buzzed with power. From it she felt the line of magic which stretched across the distance to the other balcony where it connected with a 2nd anchor, this one buzzing with slightly less vigor as some of its magic had been used up in the transition. That anchor would need to be recharged before she continued.
Stepping back the Fae felt through her mental map and located the node on the other balcony, and with a sudden jerking sensation at the pit of her stomach, she blinked and found herself standing on the other side of the cathedral. Once there she knelt and placed a hand over this figure and connected with the partially departed aether. She poured in power until it too buzzed with a power equal to the anchor it connected with. Thus her preparations were complete and, blinking once more, she stepped up to the altar and picked up the 3rd and final figure.
"Let's see if this works."
