Sgrios Mass Hosted by Krios/WolfsMoon 2007-06-11
WolfsMoon: Our path is littered with destruction
WolfsMoon: And decay that eats the land in which we live.
WolfsMoon: All around us there is death
WolfsMoon: Death is neither good, nor bad, for only in ripping
WolfsMoon: the rotted souls away is there room for change.
WolfsMoon: Change is life for the dying.
WolfsMoon: Let us be thankful
WolfsMoon: *Raises her head, unfolding her hands*
WolfsMoon: Let me tell ye all a tale
Boann: *opens eyes and lifts head*
Krios: *raises head*
WolfsMoon: that my grandfather once told me;.
Runding: *raises head and opens eyes*
WolfsMoon: The earliest years of the gods were years of conflict.
WolfsMoon: It was then that the first aislings arose, and
WolfsMoon: a Warrior by the name of Hiro was known.
WolfsMoon: He took up the path of Ceannlaidir,
WolfsMoon: And his battles were plentiful.
WolfsMoon: Through such it was that beautiful Nani was met.
WolfsMoon: A worshipper of Glioca.
WolfsMoon: Together, they spent many a moon.
WolfsMoon: Yet it was not long before news of their
WolfsMoon: passion touched the tongues of the angry.
WolfsMoon: It was a love not fated to be.
WolfsMoon: And so, brave Hiro and beautiful Nani hid from
WolfsMoon: spying eyes, and in secrecy they loved
WolfsMoon: a precious love.
WolfsMoon: And still, it was a love not fated to be.
WolfsMoon: In the darkest hour of the darkest night,
WolfsMoon: A Sgrian aisling rode to greet them.
WolfsMoon: With but the mere mention of war,
WolfsMoon: Brave Hiro was off.
WolfsMoon: He had but three words to a pleading Nani,
WolfsMoon: “I will live.”
WolfsMoon: But as she watched him leave
Runding: *silently chuckles*
WolfsMoon: Nani took preparations of her own to follow.
WolfsMoon: She slipped amoung the two armies at war,
WolfsMoon: And through the massive bodies Nani searched.
Blessing: *elbows Runding*
WolfsMoon: And she searched, and searched…
WolfsMoon: But she found not her beloved.
WolfsMoon: Rather, instead her eyes fell upon a dying man
WolfsMoon: And she knelt beside him.
WolfsMoon: He cried out, and she tried,
WolfsMoon: and failed to heal his wounded body.
WolfsMoon: And as her back was turned from the battle,
WolfsMoon: Nani was struck.
WolfsMoon: It was but a moon later that Hiro
WolfsMoon: rode through the blooded battlefields.
WolfsMoon: And when his eyes fell upon her,
WolfsMoon: He rushed to her side.
WolfsMoon: Nani’s soft breath caught in a cloud upon
WolfsMoon: the cold air, as he lifted her limp body ever
WolfsMoon: so gently.
WolfsMoon: And there he held her in his outstretched arms.
WolfsMoon: It was but a moment in time.
WolfsMoon: His lips touched her forehead, and she smiled.
WolfsMoon: Her hand so softly touched the heat of his face
WolfsMoon: to feel but a lonely tear.
WolfsMoon: And then, her arm dropped entirely.
WolfsMoon: And he watched as her chest ceased its movement,
WolfsMoon: as her body relaxed for the first ever time into
WolfsMoon: his arms.
WolfsMoon: And she was dead.
WolfsMoon: And it was then that something strange came over
WolfsMoon: Brave Hiro, for he felt as though a flame within
WolfsMoon: him had flickered and died, never to live again.
WolfsMoon: And with such flame, his war-torn spirit breathed
WolfsMoon: it’s one last breath.
WolfsMoon: Unsheathing his sword, Hiro looked up into the
WolfsMoon: all-seeing sky, and took his life that cold day.
WolfsMoon: And when his body fell to the chill of the earth,
WolfsMoon: watching from afar the Sgrian aisling was left
WolfsMoon: to wonder what it was that took the warrior which
WolfsMoon: one hundred battles could not.
WolfsMoon: And they were but two bodies…
WolfsMoon: In a sea of death.
WolfsMoon: Two more aislings to give to the graves,
WolfsMoon: Graves with names and nothing more.
WolfsMoon: For even when it is that the
WolfsMoon: mightiest of the mighty has died at last
WolfsMoon: He is no less dead, is he not?
WolfsMoon: Let us bow our heads in closing prayer.
WolfsMoon: *Bows her head, folding her hands*
Devinn: *bows head*
Kaythea: *bows head*
DuenanKnute: *closes her good eye*
Runding: *bows head and closes eyes*
Krios: *bows head, closes eyes*
Neikie: *closes eyes*
WolfsMoon: Lord Sgrios, We gather this eve in your honor.
WolfsMoon: May the tired be rested before your feet
WolfsMoon: May the sick be healthy beneath your hand
WolfsMoon: And may the well rest in the knowledge that…
WolfsMoon: Death comes to all.
WolfsMoon: I will remain after mass to assist any who need it.
WolfsMoon: Mass is Cast
Boann: ia uggae
Devinn: IA UGGAE