Soul Departure

[Hex]

Arms ached, head spun, stomach lurched. Hex had become a bobbing buoy on the water, clamped to the pillar like a terrified child clinging to her mother. The waves crashed tons of pressure over her body, threatening to rip her from the wood pillar and cast her into the belly of the beast. She gave up kicking her legs and simply wrapping with around the wood much like her arms did. Every muscle in her body burned, every nerve on fire, every cell awake. Currents of water pulled her body beneath, suffocating her and making her hold her breath until it hurt. But relief found her as she was thrown up to the surface thanks to the buoyant properties of the wood she clung to. She kept her eyes shut for fear of what she might see - the towering waves above her, the wind and rain, the splintered ship and its crew drowning in the whirlpool of water that sucked the ship itself down to the sea floor. In her mind she could hear their screams, and she wept with her face against the wood, feeling torn over her inability to dive in and save them all from death. She feared that she had broken her oath with Rak’keli. How could the goddess ever forgive her? If the sea swallowed her right then and there to her death, she would understand completely. But fate had a worse punishment for her. The floating form of Magnolia eventually reached Hex as she was pulled in the direction of the distant shore. The damned ghost had followed her, and here Hex thought she had found peace from the wretched thing. There was no energy left in Hex to even hate Magnolia. And as the waves flushed her in and out of their pockets of dense salt water, Hex found relief and even comfort in seeing Magnolia’s faded face. When the ghost wasn’t violent or enraged she looked quite peaceful. Even beautiful. Maybe Hex had been too harsh on her, despite how often she did things that went against Hex’s values. Magnolia had saved her after all; who knows what the captain was capable of. Hex liked to think she could defend herself against anything and anyone, but such arrogance blinded the truth of her abilities. Magnolia had expended her own energy to spare Hex’s life. If the ghost were truly evil, wouldn’t she have left Hex to perish? They floated for hours, but eventually did so away from the storm, being drawn by the tide going in towards the Falyndar coastal shore. Hex, exhausted and weak inched her way closer to the ghost. Magnolia had been human once too just like her, and somehow Hex could still feel a twinkle of humanity in the confused and angry individual that became attached to her so quickly. There was no physical warmth and very little friendliness to cuddle up to, but something inside of Hex wanted to be close to her.

[Rage]

GUEST MODERATION - GRANTING OF XP Hex Auristics - 2xp Detection - 1xp Interrogation - 2xp Observation - 2xp Persuasion - 2xp Rhetoric - 1xp Spiritism - 2xp Swimming - 1xp Lores: - Following your nose - Sensation of Possession - Keeping Hope Alive - Being Asphyxiated - Not Keeping Your Mouth Shut - Almost Getting Raped Magnolia Intimidation - 2xp Materialization - 2xp Observation - 2xp Possession - 3xp Soulmist Projection - 4xp Lore: - Insidious Insinuations - Putting A Host Under Duress - Using Money To Get You To Places - Making Others Keep Their Mouth Shut - Throwing A Tantrum - Asphyxiation Notes: A good read. Can't wait to see how Hex and Magnolia's...relationship?...develop.