The Heartlands
It had seemed like an eternity when the courier was finally released from the god?s clutches. Several lifetimes of images and messages were bombarded upon him in an otherwise existence of complete and utter sensory deprivation. What was left was a broken man, gibbering incoherently. Syv simply smiled, as if it was proud of what it had accomplished. Now with a proper messenger it could begin to spread its word? what ever that was.
First and foremost, Syv wanted to make sure that above all else, no other being with similar powers was going to be pilfering its courier like it had just done. The god rummaged through its cloak for a good time, clearly searching for something to amend that concern. Eventually the mess of a man?s attention was caught and he began to stare curiously at the deity?s actions. Closer and closer the man?s face inched until he was barely a foot aware. It was then that the god suddenly sprang into action and slammed what was supposedly its palm into the man?s forehead.
?THE POWER OF SYV COMPELLS YOU!!!? it screamed out, plastering a small symbol onto the man?s forehead as it attempted to place an enchantment on the man.
It had seemed like an eternity when the courier was finally released from the god?s clutches. Several lifetimes of images and messages were bombarded upon him in an otherwise existence of complete and utter sensory deprivation. What was left was a broken man, gibbering incoherently. Syv simply smiled, as if it was proud of what it had accomplished. Now with a proper messenger it could begin to spread its word? what ever that was.
First and foremost, Syv wanted to make sure that above all else, no other being with similar powers was going to be pilfering its courier like it had just done. The god rummaged through its cloak for a good time, clearly searching for something to amend that concern. Eventually the mess of a man?s attention was caught and he began to stare curiously at the deity?s actions. Closer and closer the man?s face inched until he was barely a foot aware. It was then that the god suddenly sprang into action and slammed what was supposedly its palm into the man?s forehead.
?THE POWER OF SYV COMPELLS YOU!!!? it screamed out, plastering a small symbol onto the man?s forehead as it attempted to place an enchantment on the man.
Create a weak permanent enchantment (interrupt attempts to inspire, DC7): DC 9 [+4 Trickery]