《Dreams of the Aasimar Cleric》Thirteen and Three in the clearing of trees
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A dream, You find yourself walking through a forest there is a wind blowing through the trees and the leaves around you rustle and billow. There is many odd smells on the wind, like rot and smells of an alchemy shop. The sky above you is filling with dark clouds swirling and shifting going from black to purple and back again. As you continue walking forward you spot a clearing up ahead. You can sense something ahead of you, something dark. Once you reach the edge of the trees you try to move a bit closer but it feels as if something is pushing you away, the wind is blowing harder here but not hard enough that you wouldn't be able to walk.
You can see in the center of the clearing a gathering of some kind. You see a group of people , different heights and different ages, they seem to be gathered around something a large square stone block it looks like. Three of them stand around the stone slab and as they reach out to each other and clasp hands so do all the others forming a circle around the three in the center. You can hear voices carrying on the wind, you are not sure what it is that they are saying but you can hear multiple voices speaking in time with one another.
The clouds above you spread out and the whole sky as you see it now seems to go dark, its almost as if the sun's light no longer reaches you in this place. You feel cold, hollow, the blocking of the sun feels like it has weakened your connection to your deity. This is most unsettling feeling.
You look out and try to take a count of those in the clearing. Thirteen figures make up the outer ring and three more make up the ones in the center. You can still hear the voices, louder than before but no clearer. The wind seems to pick up even more but the figures ahead of you seem undisturbed by it.
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You see the stone in the center start to glow a bright red and small sprigs of lightning begin to jump from the stone. The appearance of the three in the center begins to shift. Their heights and sizes begins to warp. Their appearances settle and it is in each case something quiet unsettling to you. One with near black flesh with short horns growing from her head, a second with long nose and green flesh, the third's form is large and warped an almost grey color. They keep hold of each other hands and continue to speak unbothered by the changes in each other.
A few moments later, with the lightning springing even more from the stone the others forming the ring, their forms also begin to shift, back and forth their appearances seem to shift before, like the others it settles, 13 young women, is what you see now. Each of them looks for the most part human even still, but yet also it seems is beginning to warp and shift themselves, some have started to take on hints of blue or green or black or white to their skin. Almost as if they themselves were changing. There voices rise again and you can hear them chanting.
"We by the power of the thirteen and three, do call unto thee."
"We the Daughters of the Night"
"We by the power of the thirteen and three, do summon thee."
"We who come seeking you this night."
"We call on the spirits of those who came before."
“We the Sister's of the Darkness' might”
“We ask you now for this and more.”
“We ask you now help us vanquish this light.”
You see the lightning spring up from the stone and into the clouds above, Bright red streaks coursing through the clouds above. You feel the ground under your feet begin to tremble. A single large course of lighting jumps from the stone into the sky all the lighting seems to swirl and then snake its way back down. When the bolt strikes the rock and the rock presses deep into the ground. With it a large burst of wind seems to spread out from where it landed the trees bow back and fall and you feel yourself being thrown away from it. A great thunderous roar as the trees snap and limbs shatter and the earth begins to rise and fall. You hear only the ringing in your ears as you find your feet once again. The thirteen and three still stand as they were before seemingly untouched by whatever just happened. You wake.
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