RITE OF ATTUNEMENT
Source: Provided by Preceptress, conclave leader of the Greenweft
Translation of the Ogham transcript & rite:
This simple rite should be enacted by each member of you company. The purpose is to help attune you with copper Brook to the benefit of you both.
Fill the chalice from the source of power, in this instance it should be the wll spring of Copper Brook that is suffused with Primal Power.
Hold the chalice aloft and encant the words aloud:
”BLOOD OF THE EARTH AWAKEN TO MY CALL”
Fill the ritually prepared vessels by immersing them within the water held by the chalice. Be careful not to needlessly spill the water in the chalice.
Seal the vessel and then wear upon your person.
Then encant the following words aloud:
”LET MY BLOOD BE ENTWINED WITH THE BLOOD OF THE EARTH”
Now drink the water that remains in the chalice.
The rite is now complete, do not remove the vessels until you are once again on the soil of the true Primus.
So scribed by the Druidess Preceptress, voice of the Greenweft.
DEMONIC PACT
Source: Discovered in a chest housed among the roots of the Tree of Decay within Copper Brook.
Translated from the ancient.
We affirm that wielders of the Saints power will draw no malice or blade against The Foul while the bargain struck here remains sound and fulfilled and no conflict or treachery between our factions is birthed.
The price the Foul ascent to is thus
The Foul will provide a gateway and stable, unhindered passage to the land where the fel ore resides from the realm in which we dwell.
A War Forge will be established that shall remain in our sole control within your territory close to a source of untainted water.
Sufficient space to store and refine the fel ore in the vicinity of the established War Forge will be provided. We will not claim dominion over this territory.
The fel ore will be harvested upon the world it resides and brought to those of our order at the War Forge by The Foul.
The price we the Souls of the Sainted Blade ascent to is thus
We will settle three sticks of blades of our order at your encampment upon our mutual realm to defend that which is your concern.
The Spirit of your camp will be defended to the last Soul of the order should the forces of the Host descend upon you.
The weapons that we craft from the ore will not be tempered and sealed by the blood of The Foul.
For each bundle of fel ore gifted to the wielders of the Saints power we will pact as joined factions for one season as marked by the shifting of the Winds of War about the Spire of Kresh.
By our blood are these words bound and sealed.
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