conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Firebeard: This is the IC thread for Alliston's continued RP at the temple and beyond?
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sliver: Alliston sighs sadly as he sees his allies go, hoping that some day their paths shall cross again. He doesn't dwell on those thoughts for long, pressing the amulet close to his heart, he reminds himself the tasks he has set forth to himself.
  
  His didn't prepare many spells, preferring to be ready to special outcomes rather than try and predict. A simple but potent battle spell, a spell to help him contact the village, a spell to ask a question for the lord, and the meal that they had already expended, and a pair of cantrips, one for dealing with magic, and one for conjuring water.. Except for a few portions.
  
  He begun the preparations, ready to mean a fellow servant of the morning lord, although more outsidery than he was himself.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Firebeard: Preparations made, Alliston leaned to the task of sanctifying the temple to Lathander.  The Morninglord's servant laid out a number of expensive items, a portion of his share of the group's treasure so far - treasure that had very little influence on Alliston - and some incense he had found in the village.
  
  Sacrifice properly arranged in the center of the Sun Circle, Alliston knelt and prayed to the Morninglord to come and fill this place with his holy power.  All that day he prayed, forgoing bodily needs and urges to focus his mind on the will of Lathander.
  
  In the late afternoon, as the dimming sunlight was fading from the room, there was a suffusion of light and energy.  Allistion blinked his eyes and to his wondrous amazement, the sacrifice of worldly goods was gone.  In its place was a feeling of rightness.  The evil aura that has suffused this place was being pushed out by one of holiness.  Even the walls shone as if lit by an inner phosphorescence.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sliver: Alliston smiles to himself, happy to be part of creating a pillar of light in the island. A place where Lathander could reach. He started walking around the temple, thinking of his next step. It's getting late, he shouldn't trouble the villagers, make them feel he expects them to come right away. He decided to tend to other things.
  
  First thing first, Alliston arranged another offering, prepared to cast the Divination. Focused on the question, Alliston begins the ritual, wanting to find out how exploring into the information the books contain will affect him.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Firebeard: Maintaining the level of concentration necessary for the divination spell was difficult for Alliston.  The excitement of his new-found purpose on the island made it nearly impossible to suppress emotion and subsume conscious thought.  With effort, he managed, however, struggling to maintain his mental state of an empty vessel waiting to be filled.
  
  In his minds eye, he saw a white background, luminescent with purity.  On that background appeared a book, not unlike the one he was concerned about.  The book opened and golden shapes spilled forth.  Shapes of knowledge and understanding about.  Innately, Alliston knew them to represent the workings of the world around him.  The shapes spilled forth for some time.  When they finally stopped, the background that the book lay on still glowed faintly, but now it was a muddy green, instead of the pure white.
  
  Alliston snapped to consciousness with a blinding headache and a dryness in his mouth that he had never experienced before from a simple divination spell.  The difference in the light coming in from overhead convinced him that several hours had passed, rather than the few moments that a divination typically took.