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 Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 11:26 am
Many of Duniya knew of the Divine Order. They all had varying thoughts of the religious body, but most held some measure of respect for them whether it was for their devotion to the Pantheon or for their willingness to cope with the unreliable Duniya gods. The Divine Order did not typically involve itself in the everyday affairs of its residents, but something about the uniqueness of the existence of the Tabula Rasa had intrigued the gods.
The Order contained the gods' messengers, and so, the Divine Order learned that they must interfere with these 'Tabula Rasa'--blank slates born out of Rasa. The particular reasons for the gods' interference was unknown, but no matter if Locke particularly agreed to it or not, the new manifests were to be brought to the Divine Order--specifically, Shakuni--immediately upon manifestation.
Shakuni herself was a deeply devout priestess of the Order. It was said that the gods had touched her themselves, and therefore she held a deep connection and affinity to the affairs of the gods. Shakuni was a leader in the Order and perhaps the most important messenger of them all. To be called to bring the Tabula Rasa to the gods meant that the Tabula Rasa held some deep significance. The certain significance was, as of currently, unknown, but one did not question the gods' wishes.
Another manifestation had arrived-- Gavin. It was time.
As routine before she had to present someone with the gods, Shakuni entered a meditative state where she could speak with her gods. No matter what, she kept alert for the sounds around her, to make sure she would not find herself surprised and to make sure she knew exactly when the manifestation would enter.
If the gods wished to meet all the manifestations, Shakuni would be the vessel which would allow that.
(( The gods have spoken through their faithful servant! They have decreed that all new manifestations are to be brought to the attention of the Divine Order and brought to Shakuni, their faithful messenger, as soon as possible.
This PRP thread is reserved for the manifestation Rodion.
This introductory post is very similar to the ones of the other Tabula because the Divine Order and Shakuni have not been known very long; it gives you a chance to get to know them as well. ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 1:14 am
Rodion did not know fear. He was lost at the notion of excitement. His pale, poorly clothed form did not know the despair of loneliness, nor did he feel desire - but this place, which called to him like a hollow winter's wind, ignited a spark of intrigue within his copper heart. Since his emergence he had felt the subtle pulse of life within his limbs, but never had he known a kind word or a warm welcome, not like that which pulled him toward the Order.
His feet carried him many miles that still morning, strangers passing without a glance, though gentleness was ingrained within him. Because of this unusual affinity toward gentlemanly behavior, he found himself following quietly the ebbed path before him, stopping to allow others to pass before him, making this a slow and steady adventure. When he finally reached the land which summoned him and those called Divine, he was calm and ready. But he was always calm...he had no reason not to be.
He waited in polite silence, only making his presence known with a gentle clearing of his throat and a wide eyed expression at that which he beheld.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 8:30 pm
"Would you like to enter?"
Shakuni was an authoritative figure, rather solemn and at times stern, but she was not the type of person to leave another waiting outside a door.
She herself was waiting in the antechamber that preceded the larger room that served as the entrance to the Order. The second, more interior door was open; a white stone fountain could be seen through it.
Tabula came in two types, Shakuni had decided. There were the polite ones, and then there were the others. This one, much to her approval, apparently was of the first type. She hoped she was not wrong; those of the second type, patient as Shakuni was, tended to result in an earlier than usual retirement to bed.
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