*Commencement Ceremony on the night of Friday, March 29th, 2019 to Open the doors to the structure*

Mikalmas says, "Friends and strangers, we welcome you one and all. Tonight, we ask for guidance as the Sphere and Scythe starts a new chapter in our Order. Tonight, we seek the favor of the Arkati as we beseech blessings on our humble home."

Mikalmas says, "You have heard of our beginnings. Now we will proceed with a short ceremony to ask our Patrons favor for the blessing and consecration of this most special place."

Mikalmas kneels down.

Mikalmas takes off a silver-inlaid moss agate Gosaena symbol.

Mikalmas raises a hand while murmuring a soft orison...

Mikalmas gestures at a silver-inlaid moss agate Gosaena symbol.

Mikalmas gets a frustrated look on his face.

Mikalmas says, "And so we begin the search."

Mikalmas asks, "Who will stand for the Mistress of Eternity?"

Whiskyjack quietly says, "I will do so."

Whiskyjack bows to Mikalmas.

Whiskyjack walks toward Mikalmas.

Mikalmas nods at Whiskyjack.

Mikalmas asks, "And who will represent The Artist?"

Balley softly says, "I will."

Balley walks toward Mikalmas.

Balley softly says, "I will represent The Artist."

Mikalmas nods at Balley.

Mikalmas flips open his black canvas case with one hand.

Mikalmas removes a flame-patterned scarlet drakar misericord from in his black canvas case.

Mikalmas removes a vial of glowing blue ether from in his black canvas case.

Mikalmas put a vial of glowing blue ether in his black canvas case.

Mikalmas traces his drakar misericord along the ground, drawing a large ritual circle.

Mikalmas put a scarlet drakar misericord coated with thick ether in his black canvas case.

Mikalmas turns to face Whiskyjack.

Speaking to Whiskyjack, Mikalmas says, "Step into the circle."


*Carefully stepping over the thick ether, Whiskyjack enters a large ritual circle drawn in thick ether and kneels down, head bowed, eyes downcast.*


Mikalmas turns to face Balley.

Speaking to Balley, Mikalmas says, "Step into the circle."


*Carefully stepping over the thick ether, Balley enters a large ritual circle drawn in thick ether and kneels down, head bowed, eyes downcast.*


Iseo smiles proudly as she watches her daughter.

Mikalmas removes a feather-etched grey candle from in his silver reliquary.

Mikalmas offers Whiskyjack a feather-etched grey candle.

Mikalmas says, "Place your offering here, on this hallowed ground."

Whiskyjack carefully places his grey candle on the ground.

Whiskyjack lights the grey candle, which flickers and begins to burn.


*As Whiskyjack lights the wick of the candle, the air grows cold and suddenly still. Wisps of smoke rising from the flame make patterns of feathers that rise and disappear into the thin cold air.*

*As Mikalmas speaks, his words slowly fade to silence, though you can still hear his message clearly. The left door in the cliffside suddenly glows with a brilliant white light that is absorbed by the carved feathery swirls.*


Jaggery gazes into the flickering flame of a feather-etched grey candle, lost in thought.

Mikalmas says, "So gives the blessings of Gosaena."

Mikalmas smiles.

(The grey candle burns warmly, lending a soft light to the surroundings.)

Balley smiles.

Mikalmas removes a pure white taper shaped like a paintbrush from in his silver reliquary.

Mikalmas offers Balley a pure white taper shaped like a paintbrush.

Balley accepts Mikalmas's pure white taper.

Speaking to Balley, Mikalmas says, "Place your offering here, on this hallowed ground."

Rioja slowly empties her lungs.

Havitaja places her hand on her marble symbol.

Havitaja closes her eyes for a moment.

Balley carefully places her pure white taper on the ground.

Balley lights the pure white taper, which flickers and begins to burn.


*As Balley lights the wick of the candle, the air shimmers and the room takes on a hue of drab colors. The smoke rises up vertically in sharply defined patterns of an artist s paintbrush. The patterns swirl into an opaque sphere before they disappear entirely.*


(A small draft catches the flame of a feather-etched grey candle and it flickers brightly.


*As soon as the words leave Mikalmas lips, you notice a pinpoint of light appear above the apex on the right door. The apex explodes into a brilliant light show of pure white paintbrushes which are quickly absorbed into the smooth crystal sphere.*


The ocean and all of its majesty dance far below this man made perch. A bench of solid stone, carved from the cliff, overlooks a simple stone table. Dried flowers adorn the table, an offering by some unknown person devoted to the old ways. You also see a pure white taper shaped like a paintbrush, a feather-etched grey candle, a large ritual circle drawn in thick ether, and some carved stone doors.

(A wisp of smoke rises from a pure white taper shaped like a paintbrush as the hot wax drips and splutters.)

Mikalmas says, "And so gives the blessings of Jastev."

Havitaja mutters, "..bright."

Luxelle gazes up into the heavens.

Mikalmas exclaims, "So with the blessing of Gosaena and Jastev, I command the consecration of this humble archive. So be the will of the Arkati, so it shall be done!"

(A feather-etched grey candle flickers a moment and nearly goes out, then its flame springs to life again, burning merrily.)

Mikalmas points at some carved stone doors.


*The two silver handles of the carved doors flare with an intense blue light. The frames of the doors glow brightly until a small crack can be seen. With a blinding flash, the light disappears.*


Mikalmas says, "Everyone join me."