#dark ritual

[scifi-fantasy-horror]

Dark Ritual by  Andrea Piparo

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[thrashunderpressure]

90s Magic: The Gathering

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Dark Ritual

Artist: Sandra Everingham TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

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[darkenaz-art]

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Dark Ritual by Clint Langley

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[suffohate]

𝔇o you feel lost about your own path?

The black gods manifest themselves before those whose will is true...

Here there is no room for false prophets and mysticism.

Ask the deck and have your spirit enlightened in the face of your most intimate, obscure or profane doubts.

Here there is no good or evil, only the just.

Get in touch, maybe this is the inner calling you haven't taken forward yet...

In Nomine Domine Hail Agios Inchiros Nostri Magnus Satanas Lúciferi Excelsi Ad marjorian serpentins Draconian luciferian Gloriam

Em Nominei Dei Nostri Satanás Luciferi Excelcis⸸⸸⸸⸸

Lux Beherit Negrae | Black Magic and Chaos Magic.

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[itsyasyall]

Victory!!!

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[dreamdragoness]

I made this a while ago and it's one of the pieces I'm most proud of for Silent Flocks.

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Jhula ran as fast as she could from Silk Cradle, even in this torrential downpour. Time was running out and she had so much to do. A part of her couldn't believe she was going to do the one thing she swore she would never do. To call upon the only one who can help her now. She needed to reach him! She needed him to save Lambert! There was no other choice. 

"I have to do this! If I don't, there's no guarantee that Lambert will survive!"

In a brief moment, she looked back. The temple where she was raised for the past seventeen years was getting smaller and smaller. It was her home. But not anymore. Blinking away her tears, Jhula kept running.

"I'm sorry, everyone! I'm sorry Shamura! But I can't let you do this! If the bishops won't heed my words..."

She swallowed some bile that her nerves conjured before proceeding with her declaration. 

"...then I have no choice but to beseech HIM!"

Jhula ran until she was certain she was at the edge of Silk Cradle, made evident by the emergence of green grass. The sacrifice was to be held in Leshy's temple in Darkwood. Even as she ran non-stop, Jhula knew she wouldn't be able to reach Lambert in time. And barging in while all four bishops were there was suicidal.

No. This was her only hope. 

Quickly, Jhula found a spot bare of stone and plants and began her work. First, she made a circle of blood using the large flask she stole from the ritual chamber. Once a perfect circle was made, she continued to pour until the pentagram she saw in the book was complete. The goat ignored the dread and guilt that threatened her stomach and stepped into the circle. From her bag, she pulled out the knife and looked at her reflection. This was it. The point of no return.

Taking in a deep breath, Jhula got to her knees and began the Dark Prayer "With my blood and my devotion, I call upon the Fifth! Master of the Great Beyond, Lord of Souls, and Guardian of the Dead!

"I, Jhula of Silk Cradle, former Archivist of Shamura, spill my blood as a sacrificial beast,

"And call on your true name so that you may hear my prayer!"

With the dagger, Jhula slit her palm, allowing a stream of blood to trickle down and onto the glowing circle.

"BEARER OF THE RED CROWN AND THE GOD OF DEATH: NARINDER!"

As soon as she called the name, Jhula felt a sinister power flow through her. It coiled around her like a serpent, ready to constrict her. As soon as it filled her, Jhula's eyes glowed red against the darkness and warmed her from the cold rain.

"I beseech thee, Crimson Lord! As I pray to you, the last lamb in the world and one dear to me, Lambert, is being led to the headsman's axe in an attempt by the Bishops of the Old Faith to thwart your return! I willingly grant you my body, my blood, my very soul if you could save him! Save the last lamb! I beg of you, the One Who Waits! Please hear me and save Lambert!"

A deep chuckle rumbled through Jhula's mind as she struggled to keep herself steady. The power of the One Below was overwhelming, yet familiar. She knew this feeling from her first death. But Jhula dared not to ask questions other than what she was asking of the dark god. She could sense Him observing her as she conducted the dark rite in his name. No doubt analyzing her to see if her prayer was worthy. The fact that she heard Him filled her spine with ice. 

After what seemed like an eternity, the power faded and Jhula collapsed. But before she passed out, Jhula heard the voice one last time.

"Very well, my newest follower. I shall answer your prayer."

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I created this piece after I had asked a question in my head.

"If the prophecy called for a lamb to be Narinder's vessel, why didn't he pick ones that were freshly dead at the beginning? Why did he wait until there was one lamb left before he laid out his offer?" I came up with an idea for Silent Flocks. The reason Narinder never approached the other lambs was because he wasn't made aware. Therefore, a willing soul must perform an ancient rite, the Dark Prayer, to reach him. In ancient times, this rite was used by High Priests and High Priestesses to contact a specific bishop depending on how the incantation was said while standing in a pentagram made of blood. To establish full contact, a small amount of blood from a sacrificial-class beast (lambs, goats, etc.) must be spilt inside. Of course, the bishops were aware of this and erased the Dark Prayer from all but their most restricted books and erased Narinder's name as an added measure. It's a plot point in the fic on how Jhula acquires Narinder's name, as names hold power in various myths, is something that will be revealed in the fic.

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Silent Hill: Konami Cult of the Lamb: Massive Monster Jhula and the Dark Prayer: Me

#original character #crossover #cult of the lamb #silent hill au #dark ritual #incantation #original caracter #narinder #cotl narinder #summoning #blood sacrifice #last resort #a dark deal

[dragonageconfessions]

CONFESSION:

I always spare Loghain because i need him for dark ritual. You can tell me ,well there is Alistair but I believe Morrigan and him are half-sibling, because this it is a favor Flemeth asked to Maric

#Dragon Age Confessions #DAOrigins #dark ritual #Morrign Loghain #headcanon

[rosella-writes]

Last Line Meme

Rules: Post the last line you wrote (I cheated)

Tagged by @exalted-dawn-drabbles and passing it on to @cleverblackcat @mxkelsifer @inquisimer and @melisusthewee if they like 💚

Morrigan resolved, in the moments before she fell asleep, not to allow Loghain a moment to realise how little she knew. Certainly, she mused, on the edge of dreams, the knowledge Flemeth imparted to me is enough?

#last line tag #💚💚💚 #morrigan #dark ritual

[vigilskeep]

I consider you an authority on blood magic so I need to ask: do you think the Dark Ritual could be more of an actual ritual with casting and spell components and blood offerings instead of just boning?

I imagine any warden regardless of gender could be Kieran's parent if they only gave Morrigan a bit of their blood to put into the Old God Baby Soup

so, here’s what morrigan says about the ritual (using only the dialogue for a male warden to save time): “what i propose is this: lay with me. here, tonight. and from our joining, a child will be conceived. this child will bear the taint, and when the archdemon is slain, its essence will seek the child like a beacon. at this early stage, the child can absorb that essence and not perish. the archdemon is still destroyed, with no grey warden dying in the process.” the warden may respond “so the child becomes a darkspawn?” and she replies “not at all. it will become something different: a child born with the soul of an old god.”

sorry to rehash all this dialogue but i think it’s just easier to discuss if i have it right there. the premise of the dark ritual involves the conception of a child. morrigan’s use of blood magic here may be magically assisting to somehow ensure the child is conceived (wardens supposedly are unlikely to have children, probably even these fairly freshly recruited ones, not to mention that one of the potential fathers is in his early fifties), but otherwise she’s talking abt conceiving a baby in the expected normal biological way. it’s only when the archdemon is slain that the baby—or, not a baby yet, embryo, is that the word at this stage? less than that? whatever you want to call it—will absorb the old god soul essence. i suspect further magic is necessary to ensure it’s the baby not one of the grey wardens present who attracts that essence, and that that would be the actual ritual part of the whole thing that flemeth taught morrigan, but i can’t definitively say that’s true because morrigan’s not exactly explaining in detail here

anyway, my point being that what you’re describing would be a different and more groundbreaking ritual, where morrigan is capable of conceiving that child without, you know, the usual prerequisite of sex with someone biologically capable of getting her pregnant. in the game, that’s not something she’s presented as being able to do, which is why in the first place she’s making this whole pretty insistent argument for you to let her sleep with a man who depending on your setup she may or may not particularly like. that’s exclusively what she needs from the warden in order to do this ritual, so there can be a child in the first place. now, some people in their canon alter that, much like you’re describing, i know bi romance mods let any warden do the ritual, etc. etc. i don’t go for it personally but i support crimes against canon always and am here for u. so i guess basically i would say, the break from canon you have to add in here to facilitate that is that part of this ancient blood magic ritual knowledge also includes the ability to conceive a child between any two people, regardless of biological sex. it’s not what’s presented in canon as possible, but hey, your worldstate is your worldstate and it’s the fantasy genre. i do however think it would have a lot of knock-on effects as to how the ritual is treated and also that you would have to factor in wider alterations to morrigan’s behaviour to a female warden, which imo is clearly affected in comparison to a male warden not only by her perception of gender but also by her not having them always in her mind as a potential partner for the ritual

#dark ritual #morrigan #it really opens up worldbuilding questions because even if morrigan as i said can simply ensure conception which i think has to be canon #if thats a thing blood mages can do i refuse to believe that kings and nobles have never turned to it #and in fact that that is not the number one way for blood mages to get powerful help weaselling their way out of chantry justice #fascinating!

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Dark Ritual

"Praise Nurgle! For the plague to have progressed so quickly, truly his blessing must be upon us!" —Ku'gath Plaguefather

Artist: Wonchun Choi TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

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[reubenyeoart]

Commission - Dark Ritual

A Rendered illustration commission for a client, who requested a proxy artwork of their character in the vein of Ken Meyer Jr.'s "Dark Ritual"! (And the original art in question:)

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Dark Ritual by Wonchun Choi

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[mako-designated-driver]

I haven't cried ONCE in DAO but witch hunt might be it. Wish me luck guys

#morrigan looking sad when you ask her why she betrayed you? #like ever other question she's angry but this one she's sad #then just blurting out saving the warden's life was also the point #not just convenient #changed my mind I WILL cry and you CAN'T stop me #dragon age #dragon age origins #morrigan #dark ritual #witch hunt #the warden #warden #grey warden

[sulky-valkyrie]

Happy Friday! "So... Are you going to leave me before I wake up, or after?" for the pairing of your choice?

Hope a threeple is okay, Ro! This one basically came (eheheh) to me in the shower and is a weeeeee bit spicy. Have another reimagining of the Dark Ritual, this time with M!Cousland, Morrigan and Alistair for @dadrunkwriting

Alistair hadn't known what to expect.  Gritting his teeth and just getting on with it, most likely.  

What he got was Aedan on his knees, touching him in the ways that always made his heart pound and his blood sing.  The fact that Morrigan was in bed with them as well barely mattered up until the point that she was hissing words in a language that sounded like she'd needed to shapeshift an extra throat just to pronounce them, dragging Aedan up to kiss him, biting his tongue hard enough to break skin, then kissing Alistair too and everything had blurred together into a tangle of limbs and the press of flesh.

Sweat, sex, magic and blood: it was all there, binding them as tightly to Morrigan as the Joining had done for them and the archdemon.  Her hands were everywhere, guiding both Wardens to touch her, to stroke her, to caress her, pressing the hands to her belly.  Then the ritual took hold, and they both were her thralls for a heart-stopping and delirious moment, then it was over and they were spending themselves together in her.  Aedan wrapped his arms around them both, kissing her shoulder.  

Alistair rested his cheek on her back and murmured what he hoped was  recognizable as thank you.  His whole being felt sluggish and wrung out, like she's pulled all that fabled Warden stamina right from his body.  Maybe she had; Aedan hadn't explained much when he'd dragged him down the hallway whispering Morrigan’s last ditch plan to keep them alive, and Alistair hadn’t asked any questions.  

As Morrigan slipped off of them both, Aedan laid back, tugging Alistair up to his shoulder and pulling Morrigan to his other side.  All three of them were breathing raggedly, and Morrigan's skin looked almost gray.  What had she just done?  What had she just done for them?  Well, for Aedan.  She didn't give a mouse fart about him, but if it meant saving Aedan, then she'd move the bloody heavens.

Alistair sighed and buried his nose in Aedan’s hair and closed his eyes.  The Chantry bells tolled the late hour in the distance.  Aedan wheezed a faint chuckle when the bed shifted.  "Leaving so soon?  I figured you'd at least wait until we were asleep."

"I am going nowhere, Aedan."  Her voice was tired and a bit sad.  "Not yet."

“Then why go back to your cold lonely room?”  Aedan teased.  "You can't abandon us until the archdemon dies, so let's make the most of it."

Morrigan snorted.  “‘Twas the bargain, remember?  You give me a child and let me go.”

“I’m not making you do anything, Morrigan.”  Aedan’s arm tightened around Alistair’s shoulders, and he could feel the tremor in it.  Aedan wanted her to stay, and Alistair, much to his surprise, couldn’t disagree.  “If you’re still here anyway, what’s the harm?  Come back to bed."

The covers were pulled off Alistair’s shoulder as she climbed back into bed.  “You’ll never be satisfied, will you, Aedan Cousland?”

Alistair could hear her soft sigh as Aedan kissed her once more.  “Not yet, love.  Not yet.”

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