Prayer Box

[fromthefog]

This is a place to send your prayers to the Fog god. She may not always respond, or she may respond in ways you don’t expect, but she is always listening.

Speak, she hears you.

OOC note: As of April 2020, threads with the gods will be capped at three NPC replies! Please keep this in mind when writing god prayers to make sure you get everything you need out of the thread. It’s also possible to handwave prayers by titling your comment HANDWAVED PRAYER. Handwaved prayers lack our usual flourish, but you can expect a faster response!

As of February 2024, god prayers will be handwaved only. Please only submit a prayer if you have a question for either god which needs answering in order to progress your character's arc within Ryslig. If this is something you need to tier up within the god boon system, or just to set up a player plot in general, please don't hesitate to submit a prayer about it! You may shorten it down to an OOC summary of what your character is asking. This will allow any of our helper mods to reply much faster, without having to dig into the specifics of either god's personality/writing quirks. Should this limitation be lifted again in the future, this note will be removed.

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[fromthefog]

[Madoka is greeted by silence in Dyster. Not a single person can be found in their homes; were it not better kept, this place would feel no different than the ghost town of the peninsula. As she makes her way into the town proper, she will continue to find the streets bizarrely empty. One turn after another follows, until finally she has reached the bonfire in the center of the town, and it is here that every last villager has gathered.

At first, nobody notices her. It is a young woman, barely a teen, who sees her first - fanatically pointing and calling out to her. "She is here!" People begin to turn, facing Madoka and screaming her name until their voices blend into a cacophony of cheers. The crowd begins to part, clearing a path for Madoka, and as they clear away Sarah herself can be seen before the bonfire. She raises one hand, fog trailing from it as she moves, and almost instantly the village falls silent. Once she is certain that not a single voice remains, her implacable gray eyes staring straight into Madoka's, she speaks in a clear, powerful voice.]

Do you see her? My beloved pet has come home. [A few of the younger voices in the crowd call out, their elders immediately covering their mouths to silence them.] She who tore the life from a false god's prophet, and left his body as warning.

[The fire sputters, and the smoke coils into a recognizable shape - a naga, torn open at the chest.]

But the prophet was cunning, and in the coward's dying breaths he poisoned her. She died alone, unable to call out to me. [A gasp runs through the crowd, the villagers huddling near one another and trembling. Sarah extends a hand to Madoka, fog gathering in her outstretched palm.] Come, girl. Let me see you, that I may grant you my protection.

[As Madoka takes her hand, the freezing fog begins to move - slowly but inexorably crawling onto Madoka's arm, wrapping around her and slowly sinking into her skin. As it moves, it reshapes the wendigo's body, molding and warping a sizable hole into her chest. It's painful, but the icy fog dulls it down as it sets in. When the change is done, she lifts Madoka's hand into the sky.

Fog trails from the both of them as she does.]

Gaze upon her now! Feast your eyes upon my warrior, and rejoice in her victory!

[The crowd erupts once again, an indistinguishable mass of exultant screaming, and they flood in towards her - grabbing the hems of her skirt, touching her leg, grasping her free hand and crying. The grip on Madoka's hand loosens, and after a few short moments Sarah has dissolved into smoke and fog. When the villagers finally clear up around Madoka (or move her themselves), she will find a massive feast set for her - meats of all sorts, ceremonial offerings that don't look familiar at all, and the mutilated forms of several willing followers. Even horribly scarified and flayed, they are smiling, and if Madoka goes near they will reach out and call for her.]