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 Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 6:38 am
"It's not just a learned thing. You can't just stumble upon it and expect to understand it without sacrificing something important. ....or yourself." Guedes murmured, giving him another look. No. Voodoo was never just as simple as most that crossed her path seemed to think. She had made many sacrifices in her time to be able to communicate with spirits. Albeit they were not the best spirits one should exactly be in line with.
"So, if you're prepared for what may come to you, or myself even, you can proceed past this point." She finished, stopping just short of a thick grove of trees with varying objects scattered about. Most were skull and bone, left there or washed over from the predators of the marshlands. The other objects looked like they were placed there deliberately.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 1:24 pm
Turag didn't expect to find himself in place like this. Some how deadish feel all those bones were creating awakened cold chill along his spine. While questioning his decision to come here in the first place his reconsideration of his actions didn't allow him to step forward. If those bones were once parts of sacrifices that mare mentioned Turag was just not cut out for this voodoo thing.
'' Tell me.. before I continue following you any farther.. were those bones laying around once properties of sacrifices you mentioned? ''
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