1/15/2026, 11:20 PM
Skill: Acolyte
Dimitri watches. As the bones come together, Siobhan seems to expect a miracle. Speech, a guide, something of the sort. But that's not how magic works, and Mythris is rarely giving in its gifts.
"Look at the lay of the bones." Dimitri gestures with a paw. "It's your first reading, and this is a language that is difficult to speak. You must learn the lines and cracks and weathering of your spirit."
He points to the array before them. "What I see in the pattern is a guide. The answers are rarely forthcoming, but you see how this turns? If you are seeking strength, the path lies within. Where do you struggle most?"
"Look at the lay of the bones." Dimitri gestures with a paw. "It's your first reading, and this is a language that is difficult to speak. You must learn the lines and cracks and weathering of your spirit."
He points to the array before them. "What I see in the pattern is a guide. The answers are rarely forthcoming, but you see how this turns? If you are seeking strength, the path lies within. Where do you struggle most?"
Rejoice despite the fact this world will hurt you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds
Rejoice because you’re trying your best
Rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds
Rejoice because you’re trying your best
