While attending to Dojo duties in Marble Dale Park and training, Sagewoman, heard of a rumor spoken of an attempt to splice a Angien Egg with a Drachorn/Rusty. Becoming Intrigue’ (d), Sagewoman went to the Source and was not a happy Summer Camper. In her temper tantrum, a little known Gift of Sagewomans became activiated. Sagewoman began to prophesize. The following is what occurred.
Hear and mark my words. If this deed comes to pass, a curse will come upon those who create it and those who recruit such a retched creature. *Eyes burst in to Light and SageWoman prophecies*
~The Hands of Evil be Cursed!~
~Recruiters will be even Worse~
~Abuse of Angiens will be your Doom~
~Light in Your Hearts will find no Room~
~Angiens See. Angiens Hear~
~Angiens Judgement You will Bear~
~Angien Sentence You will Fear~
~Glimmer of Light! Hear me now!~
~Stay the Hand. Do not Allow~
Leaving the Dojo, Sagewoman’s hair began to turn white. As she passed Fortunes Well, Sage watched in horrific awe, as her once graceful hands become sunken and gnarled with Arthritis. At the entrance to Loreroot, a face once young and beautiful became marked by Time and lost its vitality. Walking briskly around Stags Crossing, the walk became a shuffle of the Aged.
The worse came at Wars Hold due lack of Action Points. The back, once straight and true, became bent like an Attacking Tree in a Storm. “Oh dear!” rasped out Sagewoman. I am unbalanced on my feet!” As the AP still hand not regenerated, Sagewoman walked to the edge of the forest and picked up a branch on the ground. Using her dagger to cut off the Remaining stems and knots, Sagewoman once again had a walking staff. “Mother!” she rasped out. Clearing her voice she began once again. A crone’s voice came out of her mouth. “Oh dear, EarthMother.” It seems I have really dug my grave this time.”
Once she was able to move, Sagewoman walked on to the front of Defensive Quarters and rested. Speaking out loud, Sagewoman spoke, “Is it just me or are things becoming dim around here?” The eyes of Sagewoman, the laughing green and blue one faded and then turned white. “I’m blind!” she exclaimed. Where a once beautiful woman stood, an aged old woman took her place.
(Disclaimer: This is a role play and does not reflect the opinions of Loreroot or any other being of Light)
June 16, 2009 While training in a unmarked area that has no map in the MDA Lands, Sagewoman got 12 wins and received her first burst. Overwhelmed with so much VE, Sagewoman image began to crack and before Sparrhawks and Willem Redbeards startled faces, the Old Crone Illusion dropped. Seeing their faces, Sagewoman roared with laughter and said, "Oopsie! My bad."