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God does not protect you from massive but non-lethal brain damage from mundane sources either.
Blacks irreversibly damging your brain in the process of controlling you is not much different.
Green Flame Rising (Exalted vs Dresden Files)
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Blacks irreversibly damging your brain in the process of controlling you is not much different.
DF mind control is different from a lot of other settings in that it's inherently damaging to the target. Some basic stuff like transient emotional manipulation doesn't do enough to matter, but pretty much anything stronger than that breaks something in the target's head because they can't help but subconsciously resist and lack the ability to break the magic.
Molly was actually really talented and insightful about how she went about attacking Rosie, and she still ended up driving her partially crazy.
So in that regard Reinfields aren't actually breaking with canon, they're just going to an extreme that was previously mostly left off screen.
This is why the white God's free will stuff reads more like foreign policy for a major power than anything more philosophical. It's a value statement and a guarantee that he won't break it, but anything more depends on the politics of at the time.
Arc 6 Post 42: Old Order under New Management
Old Order under New Management
5th of October 2006 A.D.
"In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti," you hear the voice of the priest through the door, an echo of something more.
At first it is almost hard to recognize the elderly priest, usually filled with wisdom and good humor both, not transformed as by the ministry he bears into the vessel for a higher power. stern he seems in the vestments benefiting of his rank, the pure white of his surplice pure and without stain and the violet stole seeming in truth like the adornment of imperial authority above all powers earthly and infernal.
"Amen," dad's words are firm, a witness, a reminder that the faithful are more than the church and that every prayer, every ritual.
"Benedictus Deus, Pater omnipotens, qui omnes homines vult salvos fieri, cum omnibus vobis," the prayer continues. In your head years of Sunday School translate Latin to English as easily as other kids do French or Spanish: May God, the almighty Father, who desires that everyone be saved be with you all.
The girl whose name you still have not gotten from the fallen one is still shouting curses down on everyone and everything, accusing the priest of the most foul and horrific intentions.
"Amen," dad repeats, though he cannot keep his eyes from straying back to you. Is something the matter? that look asks.
It feels wrong to interfere, almost blasphemous. Who are you after all to think you can do the job better than God? The thought does not last more than an instant. Latin is not all you learned in Sunday School. the whole point of being a good Christian, a Good Samaritan in this case, is to do all that you can for yourself and for your fellows rather than simply ask of God to carry you though hardship. I made this worse by scaring the demon so I get yo fix it.
"I know a spell to banish the demon, I'm going to need some prep work, but it will work." Aaand you still sound like a conceited asshole, good job Molly, you wince inwardly expecting an argument... which does not come.
There is no divine revelation, not whisper from the Sword, no secret message from Uriel they just take your word for it. In some ways it's more scary than the vision had been
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6th of October 2006 A.D.Mom is not happy when you said you'd be 'working late' and its' probably not just the corny jokes you deployed. She's worried about how safe the Last Station after it had been attacked and, though she would not say so aloud, about how much your power is growing, waiting for the other shoe to drop. But you know her, she wouldn't begrudge a kid getting rid of the demons riding their soul, so you ask her to come along and see with her own eyes what your magic looks like.... and because you need someone who can hook up an IV drip. Unlike the Rite of Major Exorcism you do not need, or for that matter even want the patient to be awake.
Lost 1 Willpower -> Now at 8/9
That is how you end up standing in the middle of a thoroughly scrubbed concrete room that the Jade Dogs have been using as a walk in refrigerator no longer the home of prodigious amounts of meat and instead holding a wheeled hospital bed of uncertain origin but freshly laundered sheets with one unfortunate girl sleeping it hopefully beyond even the power to the demon to wake, though you don't take any chances tying her up as well. Where Bones had learned how to secure people like that is another thing you do not want to know the answers to, but once he's done the elder ghoul leaves with a bow in your direction and a look of weary respect to your dad. Mom hooks up the bag of healing extract, ruby red brighter than blood, seeming almost to pulse like a discorporated above the patient.
"Sorry about the temperature," you say nervously to dad who smiles and waves it off.
"Do what you have to do Molly," your mother adds.
"Ritual chamber sealed at oh nine hundred hours. Do not open until the task is complete," you instruct, the sound of the bolt in the lock like the crack of a starting pistol.
Thus you draw a steel pole sharpened until it can score concrete and draw a circle all 'round the bed, the first of all Tools and Implements now and evermore. A spell like birdsong breaking free passes your lips as you make the first turn. In the north quarter you place a vial of perfume, one more turn and the spell becomes the whispers of leaves up above that lingers with the little bonsai tree set in the east to greet the sun. Faster and faster you move, never losing your place in the chant, never misstepping.
"...In the name of Sapheria by the sign of the South let fire sing...."
A Bunsen Burner flares to life, its flame unearthly blue., somehow eclipsing the neon lights. At last in the west you stop where the sun descends to its rest pouring into a silver bowl rain water as you turn your eyes upwards. Glow-in-the-dark-stars, the kind that might have made cheesy Halloween decorations now shine upon the feeling with nacreous green writ upon them the fate you would inflict upon the demon, the fate you would grant the girl.
For the moon you had gone with one of those toys one might hang over a baby's crib that had been made to change depending on the angle you viewed it from half to full, the backside scraped to black. Someone would find that funny, you cannot shake the strange conviction even as your heart faces faster even than your step.
Stop.
By will alone you deny the roaring power and setting the tinny chip of gravestone Lydia had gotten from you over the girl's heart. It should not be, it must not be. You hate that little piece of stone. All things end, but they need not end like this.
"So is the world ordered and all things in their place," you proclaim, grave as one sitting in judgement must be. The sun-mark between your brows begins to glow, brighter and brighter. "So live the children of the Creation, bearing their sorrows, soaring in their joys, toiling upon tasks, seeking ever secrets, playing out their fates. Renegade..."
For the first time in the ritual the girl moves, but not of her own volition, she jerks upwards as though an unseen cord were attached to her heart. Her limbs shake in their bindings, her eyes weep blood.
"You Do Not Belong." The words echo with inescapable judgement.
Noxious black smoke pours out of the child's eyes, even as the elixir flowing though her veins heals her, it revolves into a vaguely avian monstrosity.
Lost 5 Essence -> Now at 7/12
I may have promised to be cautious about eating spirits
Amoracchius stabs though it like a thunderbolt, the only thing in the room not tinted green from the light of your burning Essence as the demon screeches in pain and breaks apart as your father returns it to its sheath with practiced skill.
...but not that dad wouldn't handle them. Even assuming Emma-O should bother to gather the tatters of such a failure back together it will not be able to remember any details of how it had been pulled out and given that it was stabbed with a Sword the natural assumption is not sorcery.
"Well, what do you think?" you ask, turning to your parents as your voice lowers from the heights of arcane power to plain old Molly Carpenter.
"It was..." dad trails off a moment. He looks back at the girl, fallen back to drugged sleep, but looking a lot less haggard and pale once the blood had been wiped off her cheeks. "Good job pumpkin."
"Daaad," you try for a whine, but it catches into a laugh. "You promised not to call me that anymore four whole years ago."
"I promised not to call you that when there are witnesses," he corrects punctiliously. "Charity did you hear me compare our daughter to a relative of squash?"
"No, no I did not." If mom's laughter is a little more shaky, well who can blame her?
A thought occurs, a knowledge as certain as the words of banishment had been. This would work on a Denarian, even on an unwilling one... or one who just has a shadow upon their soul.
What do you do?
[] Share the good news with Harry, offer to get the 'kind of' Lasciel out of his head
[] Keep this to yourself until you have some place to put a piece of fallen angel
[] Write in
OOC: Hopefully that did Celestial Circle Sorcery justice.
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[X] Keep this to yourself until you have some place to put a piece of fallen angel
Exorcising Harry right now would just result in Lash being free to roam around since we don't Emerald Spirit Binding or some other way to confine her. As this would make her a much bigger problem than she currently is we shouldn't do anything right now.
Exorcising Harry right now would just result in Lash being free to roam around since we don't Emerald Spirit Binding or some other way to confine her. As this would make her a much bigger problem than she currently is we shouldn't do anything right now.
[X] Share the good news with Harry, offer to get the 'kind of' Lasciel out of his head
-[X] Include mentioning that, if he's willing to wait, you'll be working on containment of the banished spirit as soon as possible
Look, I realize that from meta perspective Harry was good for Lasciel. And Lasciel was actually good for Harry. But IC? Yeah, no, we are telling Harry, he deserves to know and make a choice. Our secrets are valuable, but not as valuable as his eternal soul. To do otherwise would be to go against our intimacy.
-[X] Include mentioning that, if he's willing to wait, you'll be working on containment of the banished spirit as soon as possible
Look, I realize that from meta perspective Harry was good for Lasciel. And Lasciel was actually good for Harry. But IC? Yeah, no, we are telling Harry, he deserves to know and make a choice. Our secrets are valuable, but not as valuable as his eternal soul. To do otherwise would be to go against our intimacy.
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We didn't actually promise not to, IIRC. It was just to use caution in doing so.
Why can't we use the excellency? Use it continuously at that, with multiple castings. It's a Dragon's Nest after all, isn't it?
EDIT: Also, isn't Last Station a place of desolation? Shouldn't TLF trigger for protecting others? We need to exorcise the demon to remove the girl from this place safely. Or did we repair it enough for TLF to no longer trigger?
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Clarified, thanks for the heads up.
It lasts 2 minutes per casting, even in a Dragons' Nest you only recover 1 essence per 15 minutes. you would run out before the hour is out.
Pedantic: 3 minutes (Essence +1). Actually... Now that I think about it - wouldn't this render it unusable for crafting or any other long-term action? Or is it used intermittently somehow? Only activating reflexively in the most important parts of the crafting process?
Sentence cut off it seems?
That's because the vision was of your natural habitat, of course you wouldn't be afraid of it.
Malfean called, he says: "Not enough Dancing and explosion, and explosive Dancing"
Well, he can keep being a good influence on her with her in a body of our creation (and she can properly seduce him with said body.)
But we don't have said body... yet.
[X] Share the good news with Harry, offer to get the 'kind of' Lasciel out of his head
-[X] Include mentioning that, if he's willing to wait, you'll be working on containment of the banished spirit as soon as possible
Just a missing period, fixed now
It works for crafting because that is front loaded in the design and OOC because it would be rather punishing to crafters compared to combat specialists to have their whole skill set not able to use excellency at all. Ancient Sorcery on the other hand is not the kind of place where you can cut corners and still get the extra dice.
In canon Molly's abduction and the events at Arctis ToR were explicitly Mab playing a long game, not anyone else we know of.
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[X] Keep this to yourself until you have some place to put a piece of fallen angel
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[X] Yog
This is the IC better choice.
This is the IC better choice.
[X] Keep this to yourself until you have some place to put a piece of fallen angel