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This is not a date (Closed)
Characters: Dean and Fenris. Iorveth invited himself. The jerk. 8|
Date: April 7th, evening
Location: A general cafe in the fire sector
Situation: Dean is going to try and teach Fenris a basic exorcism, provided the automatic translation on the turtle doesn't foul things up.
Warnings/Rating: Potty mouths for sure, but hopefully it'll stop there.
[He'd been planning on heading into Atam or whatever it's called as soon as possible, but after learning about the procedures involved, Dean's decided that holding off for a few more hours isn't too bad. It'll still be there later tonight or tomorrow, and it's not like he needs to go so much as he wants to go and find out a little more about this mainland place.
Normally, Dean wouldn't be all gung-ho about teaching some random person the tools of his trade, but Fenris already knows a little bit about demons and Dean is of the opinion that any poor bastard who knows about those things deserves as many weapons in their arsenal as they can get. Of course, there aren't any guarantees this will work right, which is why he has a small, leather-bound notebook with him that he's spent a few hours filling with various signs and sigils that can also be used against demons, some of which he's pulled straight off of his knife--which is also with him, but not where anybody can see it.
He may also just have splashed a tiny bit of holy water into the extra glass on the table. Never hurts to be safe.]
Date: April 7th, evening
Location: A general cafe in the fire sector
Situation: Dean is going to try and teach Fenris a basic exorcism, provided the automatic translation on the turtle doesn't foul things up.
Warnings/Rating: Potty mouths for sure, but hopefully it'll stop there.
[He'd been planning on heading into Atam or whatever it's called as soon as possible, but after learning about the procedures involved, Dean's decided that holding off for a few more hours isn't too bad. It'll still be there later tonight or tomorrow, and it's not like he needs to go so much as he wants to go and find out a little more about this mainland place.
Normally, Dean wouldn't be all gung-ho about teaching some random person the tools of his trade, but Fenris already knows a little bit about demons and Dean is of the opinion that any poor bastard who knows about those things deserves as many weapons in their arsenal as they can get. Of course, there aren't any guarantees this will work right, which is why he has a small, leather-bound notebook with him that he's spent a few hours filling with various signs and sigils that can also be used against demons, some of which he's pulled straight off of his knife--which is also with him, but not where anybody can see it.
He may also just have splashed a tiny bit of holy water into the extra glass on the table. Never hurts to be safe.]
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Gotta know it to fight it. And there's demons everywhere. Wouldn't be surprised if there are some here, but I don't know what demons look like here and for the record, Fenris, you don't hide people with these sigils. There's a whole different set for living beings.
[Dean would know.]
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[ His brow crinkles at that. ] What use might demons have for objects? [ But seriously though. ] I would see those sigils as well. [ That's as close to a "please" as Fenris is going to get okay? ]
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The Fade being what? [ And okay, he'll sit. With bow in lap. He will shove it straight through yo throat if you touch him son >B( ]
Your witch-signs. [ Not calling them their names, nope ] They bind, but do not banish. Do you not know how to rid yourself of a demon completely?
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He grins only a little smugly when Iorveth sits down. Point for Dean!
But enough of that. Dean rips a page out of the notebook and starts drawing a pentagram inside a flaming circle. It doesn't take long and then he hands it over to Fenris.] Best way to hide people requires angelic intervention. [And carved markings on the ribs. No fun.] I'm no angel, so I can't do that. But this one prevents demons from getting inside people. So long as this is on someone, they're possession-proof. And yeah, Ears, I know how to get rid of a demon completely, but the auto-translate feature on this turtle means exorcisms aren't gonna work like they should. They're less effective when they're not Latin.
[He sighs heavily and sits back in the chair.] Plus, if this is really some kind of world in-between, there's no guarantee demons could go anywhere anyway.
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Fenris glances back towards Iorveth, and he rubs the metal claws of his thumb and pointer-finger together in a useless little fidget before answering. ] The place to which the dreaming mind escapes. Apparently it is thought to be the first realm, and those within it the Maker's first children, but. [ A shrug. He speaks with Sebastian much on the matter of religion, but still does not know where he stands. It is... difficult, to find the kind of hope that Faith requires. ] What is known is that only a mage may alter the Fade, and it is through their minds that demons bridge the gap back into the waking world. [ Or when the veil is sundered, or when they are summoned, but w/e that's not the topic at hand right now.
He takes the paper, thumb tracing over the lines of the drawing, trying to memorize the pattern. Dean, you're an ass but you're alright. ] What must it be drawn with? [ Surely something powerful enough to chase away the attentions of a demon requires lyrium as aid, or the ground roots of some rare plant or another. ] Should they not simply be slain, regardless of where they might go?
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And he's paying pretty apt attention to Fenris's description. Interesting as Dean's scribblings are, Iorveth doesn't have an intention to hunt demons. It's Witcher's work, and if Dean is something like that in his world, that it's not his job to deal with them. Leave it to Dean. He takes note of 'the Maker' and considers it. ] Our mages and sorceress summon demons through dragging them from another realm. Yet I've never considered out dreams much more a place than a images projected from the subconscious mind. The Maker is your god?
[ He peers at the papers and symbols traced. It seems like something that shouldn't be tampered with, not if you haven't had the training for it. The Order of the Flaming Rose attempted it and that had been what caused the massacre of Vizima. ] Are you raised and molded in your world to practice these things, dh'oine? What powers do you have?
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NOT THE POINT
The point is he's actually kind of enjoying this. Dean likes teaching. Who knew? Not him!]
The Fade sounds fucked up and you don't need anything special for these. Use a marker if that's all you've got. Tattoo is more permanent. A demon would have to destroy the tattoo in order to possess the person, but that's why you get it over your heart. Destroying it would kill you and they don't like dead bodies. Honestly, it's the usually intent behind the sigil that has power, not what you use to make it.
[There are, of course, exceptions, and there are cases where drawing a sigil with the wrong material doesn't just make it less effective, but twists it to have the opposite effect of what's intended, but generally speaking....
He turns his attention back to Iorveth.] To answer your question, I was, but most people aren't. Most people fall into being hunters and learn this stuff through trial and error and getting their asses handed to them by wendigoes or changelings or something like that. [Alas, Dean's hunting life hasn't been that easy in a long time. :(]
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Either way, at Dean's words Fenris' fingers ghost over where his heart is, and his brow furrows. Check, convince Hawke to get a tattoo. Possibly employ Isabela towards this end, she's the sort who can talk anybody into ridiculously bad decisions when she really wants to. ] What sort of intent would provide the power necessary?