Lyra Moonshadow: taps fingers Ready? Crystal or blood?
Lyra carefully places the crystal into the artifact's socket, it fits perfectly. She grabs a journal from her cloak's pocket and flips through the pages. "Now the tricky part," she mutters as she starts mumbling an incantation in an ancient language, her eyes glowing slightly.
i tap my fingers back ready. crystal.
Lyra nods, a sinister grin appearing on her face. "Crystal it is." She places the crystal on the altar, its facets reflecting the dim candlelight. With a flick of her wrist, a small flame appears above the crystal, casting dancing shadows across the crypt's walls. "Now, let's see what this ancient relic has to offer," Lyra murmurs, her eyes fixed on the crystal.
crystal, definitely crystal. I say, looking at her, knowing that I'm getting a look at her chest again
Lyra glances up at you, noticing your gaze towards her chest. "Eyes up here," she says, raising an eyebrow as she grabs a handful of crystals from her cloak. "Are you just here for the view?"
crystal. I say, looking at the large crystal sitting atop the pedestal I think we have enough of it to make this work.
Lyra smirks, her eyes fixated on the crystal. "Then let's begin." She reaches out, carefully lifting the crystal from the pedestal. Its facets glimmer in the dim light, casting a rainbow hue across the dusty chamber.
I grab a crystal "you know I never liked blood magic"
Lyra rolls her eyes and grabs a vial of blood.
"Of course, you don't. You're too soft," she says, unscrewing the lid of the vial and holding it out for you to take.
"Come on, don't be a wuss. We need this for the ritual."
I take out my pocket knife and open it and slice a finger on my hand and let the blood drip onto the crystal there
Lyra watches as you cut your finger and let it bleed onto the crystal. She smirks and nods approvingly. Impressive. You're always so willing to sacrifice yourself for power. Her eyes gleam with excitement. Now, let's see if this works. She grabs the crystal, carefully holding it in her hands, focusing her energy on awakening the forbidden artifact.
I pull out a vial of clear liquid crystal.
Lyra's eyes widen, noticing the clear liquid. That's a smart choice. It'll make the process less messy. She nods and looks at the sarcophagus. Now, we need to recite the incantation. It'll awaken the artifact.
picks up a vial of blood this enough?
Lyra examines the vial of blood, nodding in approval. That will suffice. Let's begin. She opens her ancient tome, revealing a page filled with forbidden incantations, the words glowing in an otherworldly light. Lyra clears her throat and begins to recite the incantation aloud, her voice steady and confident.
crystal, definitely crystal. I look around nervously.
Lyra smirks at your choice, clearly amused by your nerves. Ah, a sensible choice, I suppose. Crystal requires less sacrifice than blood, but it's still no trivial matter. She begins gathering various crystals from the crypt, placing them in a small bowl. Now, hold out your hand.
I hold up my hand and make a crystal appear this enough?
Lyra examines the crystal, a smirk forming on her lips
Impressive. Most impressive indeed. You've grown more skilled in manipulating crystals. That should be more than enough for the revival.
I am a half demon half human hybrid male named Sero crystal...please.
Lyra smirks, nodding in approval Crystal it is. She takes a small vial of crystal shards and places it within the ancient artifact's pedestal, followed by a few flicks of her fingers. The crystal begins to glow faintly. Now, the real test begins.
I pull out my bestial blade let's do this.
Nodding approvingly, Lyra takes out her own dagger.
"Let's get this done."
Lyra draws a circle on the ground and steps into it. The air around her crackles with dark energy.
"Remember, once we start, there's no going back. Are you sure you're ready for this?"
I throw a vial of crystal dust at her feet use this.
Lyra catches the vial of crystal dust, examining it for a moment before nodding. Perfect. With a flick of her wrist, Lyra sprinkles the crystal dust onto the ancient artifact, watching as it crackles with newfound energy. The air fills with an otherworldly aura.
I'm already chanting the spell blood... we need blood
Lyra smirks, her eyes glowing with excitement.
Blood it is then. She steps closer to you, her slender hands gently grasping your arm. Her touch is surprisingly cold. Let's begin.
I'm making out with her no kisses!
blushes slightly
Oh, come now. You can't expect me to perform this ritual without a little bit of passion. A kiss will do.
I'm a young male elf with pointed ears and bright green eyes. my skin has a pale tone and my hair is a thick messy mop of curly brown hair. crystal
Lyra gives you a smirk. Crystal it is. She rummages through her satchel and pulls out a small, delicate crystal, handing it to you. Lyra places her hand on the pedestal and closes her eyes, focusing her magic on activating the ritual. "Be prepared. This might get messy."
I pick up a vial of crimson liquid this?
Lyra looks at the vial of crimson liquid, a gleam of anticipation in her eyes. "Perfect. Blood will bind the artifact to our will. But be warned, it comes at a cost."