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(It is usual habit that these events have pre-prepared scripts, so that they go quickly and smoothly. I had spent hours working on said script, then promptly left the diskette at my office. Since my car also broke down that day and was towed to the shop for repair, I had no way to fetch the disk. So... I tried to wing it and give Nyx and Esariston a good ceremony anyway.
The Sanctuary of Fate
Esariston bows deeply.
Nyx bows before Esariston.
Saruman arrives from the north.
Clue ruffles Saruman's hair playfully.
Saruman smiles happily.
Saruman says (in common), 'Almost up for 24 hours now'.
Ananasi bows to Guardian.
Guardian shifts her shape to that of the Yochlol.
Quarnel arrives from the north.
Guardian strides purposely over to the amphitheater.
Ananasi glances from Guardian to Quarnel and edges away from Quarnel.
Saruman pokes Quarnel in the ribs.
Guardian glances over her shoulder with four eyes, waiting.
Ananasi leaves north.
Saruman ftells, 'Saruman's info(tm): Natilena has scored 2 points on a location quest (2812 points total)'.
Guardian crawls over to the podium.
Nyx bows before the guardian spider.
Saruman says (in common), 'Does the guardian has geasa?'.
Ananasi arrives from the north.
Guardian taps a foreleg on the first row of benches, and gestures impatiently for you to approach.
Saruman sits down and thinks deeply.
Ananasi sits crosslegged on a bench.
Saruman does a little doo-little-doo!
Nyx shifts to a slightly darker spot behind one of the benches.
Esariston slides over to the shadows by the door.
The Yochlol-Guardian form glares at each of you intently.
Guardian chants (in old common): Some say he's lived a hundred lives, some say he's lived but one,
Saruman moves in to the bright light and grabs the microphone... LAAADDDIIIEEESSS AAANNDDD GEEENNTTLLEMAAANNN!
Guardian chants (in old common): whisper tracker.
Ananasi smiles and murmurs to herself, "Nyx."
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Guardian chants (in old common): Some say he's borne a hundred names, some say he's borne but one,
Guardian chants (in old common): Some say he's shown a hundred faces, some say he's shown but one,
Guardian chants (in old common): Some say he's nothing but a myth...
Saruman ftells, 'I wont add.. let the feast begin..'.
Guardian says (in old common), 'Let him step forward.'
Nyx quietly steps up to stand before Guardian.
Guardian says (in old common), 'First to kneel in N'Kai and swear oath.'
Nyx prays, 'It's a good thing I wear a mask. I'm blushing. :P'.
Guardian says (in old common), 'Look upon him, Chosen... and know him to be treasured of the Lady Herself.'
The midnight sprite upon the Shadow's ebon-clad shoulder smiles and flutters her one good wing.
Guardian says (in old common), 'Always he has walked alone.'
Within the gloom, a glittering appears, like moonlight on spiderwebs.
Nyx clears his throat.
Nyx says (in common), 'The second was to learn of the way others viewed the shadows, by speaking to those with such alliance in their titles.'.
Nyx says (in common), 'The third was to seek out knowledge from around the Realm, learning of hidden places and lost lore.'.
Guardian says (in old common), 'And have these requirements been met?'
Guardian says (in old common), 'Bring before me the one who has achieved these things.'
Lanfear arrives from the north.
Esariston slowly steps out of the shadows at the rear.
Cordir remains still, her expression bemused at Guardian's imperious conquest of the Hour and garden.
Ananasi prays, 'chuckle'.
Esariston steps forward before the Guardian.
### [Somewhere, Nyx tells Esariston (in common), 'Before Guardian... despite the lack of shadows here. *sigh*']
Nyx nods in recognition to Esariston.
Guardian glances at the two shadow-seeking individuals, and chuckles.
Cordir glances upward, and thick clouds cover the full moon above, veiling the garden.
Guardian says (in old common), 'The oaths and responsibilities of Apprenticeship and Mentorhood are not taken lightly'
Nyx prays, 'Can't hide... must resist urge to hide... *twitch* *twitch*'.
The Yochlol-spider turns to the Lady's Shadow.
Guardian asks (in old common), 'Shadow, whose name was sacrificed in ancient days, in ages past, will you swear to take on this student?'
Guardian asks (in old common), 'Will you teach him to the best of your ability, passing on the wisdom you have gathered through the centuries?'
Aslan ftells, '*curtsey*'.
Aslan arrives from the north.
Aslan hugs all around.
Guardian turns to Esariston.
Clue beams a smile at Aslan.
Nyx ftells, 'shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Be very, very quiet'.
Aslan apologises for her tardiness.
Guardian asks (in old common), 'Will you, Esariston, swear to keep an open mind and heart to the guidance of your teacher?'
Lanfear grins mischievously.
Guardian says (in old-common), 'Hold out your wrists, both of you.'
Esariston bares and extends one hand and arm, turned up.
Nyx stops using some black leather wrist guards.
Esariston stops using the glinting pearl bracelet.
Nyx holds out one bare wrist.
Guardian reaches out with two chininous arms, grasping them tightly.
With blinding speed, Guardian sinks a fang into the wrist of each, Apprentice and Mentor.
Blood wells forth, dark in the shadowy light.
Lanfear grins mischievously at Clue.
Guardian weaves a bit of silk to bind the Shadow and Esariston's wrists together.
Guardian murmurs, 'Blood to bind it, Oath given, Pattern woven.'
Guardian whispers in your mind: *Witnessed!*
You say (in old-common), 'Witnessed'.
Guardian steps back, releasing their limbs.
Ananasi says (in common), 'Congratulations, both of you'.
Guardian examines each of them for a long moment, then nods.
Aslan beams a smile at Nyx.
Guardian says (in old-common), 'I am pleased.'
Aslan beams a smile at Esariston.
Esariston glances at the wound on his wrist, and seems to smile.
Nyx wears some black leather wrist guards on his arms.
Guardian says (in old-common), 'This will help strengthen a part of the Chosen's Pattern that has grown weak.'
Lanfear looks at Esariston.
Nyx tightens the one guard over the silk a bit better.
Lanfear stops using (Emanating light) Dawn, Submission of the Dark .
Ananasi raises an eyebrow at Guardian.
Lanfear wields a katana in the off-hand.
Guardian says (in old-common), 'Learn. Heed. Listen.'
Esariston wears the glinting pearl bracelet around his left wrist.
Lanfear looks at Nyx.
The spider pats Esariston on the shoulder with this last bit of news, and shifts once more.
You say (in old-common), 'Does anyone else have business to conduct with or before the Chosen?'.
Nyx bows to Guardian, then slips away from the centerpoint of attention.
Esariston grins mischievously.
Aslan shakes her head.
Esariston slides back to the shadows near the door.
Nyx prays, 'Wonderful *grin*'.
Ananasi bows before you.
You ftell, '(I must deal with unhappy car and other unpleasantries )'.
Ananasi prays, 'hug'.
Esariston ftells, 'I have to leave again...left the middle of something'.
Aslan curtsies before her Lady.
You ftell, 'Be well, Chosen...'.
Nyx ftells, 'Thank you, all, for making it this evening'.
Lanfear ftells, 'u 2'.
You ftell, 'and thank you for the efforts each of you made to be here.'.
Nyx ftells, 'And fare well.'.
Aslan ftells, '*smile* And you, Lady ;-)'.
Esariston ftells, 'Farewell Lady, and Chosen, and...Teacher'.
You ftell, 'Good night'.
Fare thee well!