<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/67/Wild_Heart.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/TqFBCOC.jpg)</div><strong>Canticle of Universal Harmony</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1pVvl616Dk4SatgHZfgCxQwdjl3HS8NZTlF8jDehN0sU/edit)<br/><strong>Wild Heart</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1PuOoLAzftVeI9-B_pX5av5C-Hnyeo8LindJvfbDJtbA/edit)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Canticle's Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Canticle's Active Charms<br/>Durability of Oak/Iron Kettle Body (6m)<br/><br/>Parry/Dodge DV   (4/8) 3/7<br/>Soak:  <br/>Bashing      12<br/>Lethal      10<br/>Aggravated   9</div></div><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Wild Heart's Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Affinity Fire Control (5m)<br/>Landscape Travel (5m)<br/>Sheathing the Material Form (6m)<br/><br/>Parry/Dodge DV   (5/7) --/-- Grappled!<br/>Soak:  <br/>Bashing      18<br/>Lethal      8<br/>Aggravated   7</div></div><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=270001.msg13385438#msg13385438">Quote from: Chajesdad on 30-07-2017, 17:44:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">     Upon the third wagon a peculiar sight bore forth. The ebony woman fell to her knees, a gash to her stomach as well as bleeding from her... hair? "<strong>Come with me, you were meant for so much more. They will only drag you down. We are godlings upon the face of Creation, and you use that to steal? Nevermore, with me at your side, we can sway nations, raise wonders, close the Shadows. Just give up this, this...</strong>" Her words trail as she gropes, but before she can be interrupted, "<strong>Inspire, be loved, not feared. I am yours, and...</strong>" The broken heart evident upon her face, the hope that she was strong enough to change the truth before her. The rents in her soul knowing she held not such power. But before she could continue, the wagon jostled as Fortune boarded with grace.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The young craft mason’s head spun in confusion, her world as dizzy as the perfectly aligned orery fading slowly from the sky above them.  Who was this girl?  Why was heart heart hammering in her chest like the footfalls of a doe bounding away from a pack of wolves?  She'd felt something<em>vaguely</em>like this, more than once before...  All too many times, when Lord Veritas caught her in a dark corner and caressed her bottom, or rolled her nipple, chaining her in place with lust and terror 'til, by great luck or some supreme act of will, she found  a way to flee.<br/><br/>This feeling...  Every bit as hot, every bit as frightening, without the same sense of profanity.  And..  She wasn't even a man...<br/><br/><em>What am I doing!  She's wounded.  What is she...  Saying?</em><br/><br/>“Hush...” canticle gasped, pressing two fingers over the other girl's lips.  “Hush.  You're injured.  Let me help!”<br/><br/>She took a little knife from her belt and worked carefully to cut the strange girl out of the web.  “Hold still.  Don't aggravate the wounds....  Is...  Your hair...  Bleeding?”<br/><br/>The heart break on the girl's face made Canticle's throat tight.  She blinked hard.  “I can't cry right now,” she whispered to herself.  “I can't stitch these wounds if I can’t see...”<br/><br/>Fortune arrived, Wei too.  Canticle tried to force herself to focus.  From her satchel she drew a flask.  Water from a mountain spring, the purest she could find.  It was used in purification rituals for magitech maintenance, but could also clean a wound...<br/><br/>Canticle blinked and suddenly jerked up and back, barely jamming the cap back onto the precious reagent before it spilled.  “Fortune, Wei, what are you talking about?  Where's Wild Heart?  What happened to her?”<br/><br/>Her eyes went back to the girl, going wide as silver essence latices over her body and she...  Changed...?<br/><br/>Canticle gave a startled “Meep!” and staggered back, nearly going off the wagon but tripping so that her bottom hit the last support beam.<br/><br/>“Coral?  Erm...  Reef, I'm sorry...  I'm confused.”  Her heart was pounding like a drum.  Though there was still no profanity in the heat of his(?) presence, the heat and redoubled, and the fear tripled!<br/><br/>The petite craftmason took several deep breaths to gather her courage as her eyes rose up the handsome ebony giant's body...  She gave another little “Meep,” almost a chirp, and her cheeks were burning.<br/><br/>“I'm sorry...  Can you change back?  I don't think I can tend you with my hands skaing like this...”<br/><br/>She squeezed her eyes shut as she stood, then took three deep breaths.  Eyes still shut, she said, “Wei, could you please have one of your friends bring me my pack and a flask of the strogest spirits you have?  Just as wine is more pure than water, so can vodka keep infeciton from a wound.”<br/><br/>She took another breath and 'tilted her head up.  Her lythe little body still radiated gold and puprle.  The mark of Twilight burned so itensily it was hard to look in her eyes, but it faded as she spoke to a gentle gleam.  “Reef...  I was born on the blessed Isle nineteen years ago.  My father gave me the name Church Mouse.  Two years ago, on a manse contruction sight south of the east of the Lap, a great tiger attacked the work crew.  I siezed an essence cannon form the Prince of Creation overseeing the sight, and the Unconquered Sun granted me the power to use it against the tiger.<br/><br/>At that moment, the Sun lifted me on high and let me look over all creation, see the Essence that flows through all things.  All that was pure and bright and beatuiful, and all that was torn away by the profane, bruised by shadolands, unmade by the Wyld.<br/><br/>“He told me, “It can be whole again.”<br/><br/>“At that moment, I took the name Canticle for Universal Harmony.  It has been mine ever since...”<br/><br/>She gathered her courage with one more breath...<br/><br/>Liquid black eyes fluttered open.