final trial

[arsholes]

[After a harrowing couple of hours, some illuminating discoveries, a couple of new allies, and a couple of new injuries, eventually Garfield's warning comes to mind. Shit's popping off. And now that you've got all of the ritual components (minus the hammer which, well, you have its owner), it might be time to return to the trial room and see if you can do something about it.

Reconvene in the Great Hall and make your way upstairs.]

Comments

[sunshade]

[ a nod! She waves her hand and some water appears and fills the bowl. ]

[rikonstructed]

I'm not familiar with rituals of this sort, but should we all be standing inside it before we place the last item?

[Just wrapping up some symbols here. Felix and the dagger get a Look, though.]

[replacementshield]

...Maybe.

[ Wow what is that look for, huh. ]

We probably don't need to.

[ Then he'll look at Nuadha properly, deciding to be upfront about it. ]

I'll handle the last part. Patchouli mentioned something about going ahead with it, but I'd prefer to do it since I found it. [ Yeah, that's his logic; he's not eager, by all means. ] Afterwards, I'll trust that you'll send a healing spell my way.

[sunshade]

If you're certain.

[ IF HE REALLY WANTS HIS BLOOD IN THIS SPELL, BY....ALL MEANS....?? ]

cw: self harm via ritual

[replacementshield]

[ ...he doesn't, but he also can't say 'okay here's the dagger, go ahead' either.

Anyway let's get this over with. He will do a quick cut on his palm (after removing a glove) and then drip the blood onto the circle. ]

[rikonstructed]

[Nuadha is Not Pleased but he knows he's a hypocrite.]

Everyone, get inside!

[And then he'll focus on casting that healing spell.]

[reresurrected]

[Moving on into the circle as instructed!]

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

[Mei ducks in, keeping a look out for either Ghost Friend or Ghost Enemy.]

[twibeast]

[ Orthrus also gets in and he’s got his hands ready to conjure up a shield or barrier if they have to ]

[replacementshield]

[ Let's goooo, into the circle we go! ]

[spitessier]

[Here he is! Looking uneasy]

I'll be honest with you all: I'm not liking the lack of interference so far.

[Gives him a bad feeling, if he has to be honest]

[ninehundredlives]

At least it was only that much blood? I've always had to give a lot more.

[Although...this is def weird.]

[sunshade]

[ She is already here. ]

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

...eh? You've done this before?

[ninehundredlives]

Not this exactly.

[look coming back to life is not as easy as she makes it look

or as this guy makes it look?]

1/2

[arsholes]

[As they all pile into the circle, the blood that drips onto the chalk begins to spread across the entire circle. The atmosphere in the trial room dims, and the circle begins to glow a deep, bloody red.

In the center of the trial podiums (or, what's left of them), a glow of red energy begins to coalesce into the shape of a man.

The shape is mostly similar to the silhouette that Nuadha saw with his mirristry during the seance, only this time the form is solid, and details begin to form out of the light.

The man is of reasonable height, wearing a red, unbuckled jacket over a white shirt, matching red knee-length breeches and white boot covers that come up to his knees. A dark, polka-dotted necktie hangs loose around his neck to frame the V of his chest exposed by his shirt, his loose grey-blonde hair hanging down to the collar of his jacket.

As he solidifies in front of them, the man takes a moment to run a hand decked out in rings through his hair.]