2022.07.29:Rite of Pack's Blood

Rite of the Pack's Blood
Forming the pack for Silver Tara.
IC Date	2022:07.29.
IC Time	20:30
Players	Isla Daffyd Kennard Kohana FionaRyan Tinlin
Location	Caisteal nam Fion
Prp/Tp	Cursed Cow
Spheres	Gaian Garou
Theme Song	Be Legendary - Pop Evil

However it was Isla arrived, there were staff waiting for her at the front of the castle. Heally, the Stuart, Waiola, the Hostess, several others. They greet Isla with the utmost respect. "Sir Kennard is expecting you." He says with a bow. Her transportation, even if it's horse, is taken care of. She's lead through the foyer and up the stairs. Down one of the halls to a Study. Inside, another kinfolk is delivering refreshments on a tray. Seated on couches and chairs are the folks in attentance. "Elder Fiery Bellona'rhya, to be received." Heally announces. With that, he bows and steps out of the way. At the announcement, Kennard stands from his highback chair and smiles, bowing as well. "Welcome to Caisteil nam Fion!"

More Fianna for the tour! Kohana continues to just linger in the background.

Tinlin sees the refreshments coming and looks relieved. She doesn't have to ring for a thing, as Ken has it covered. She also rises up from her lounger, and and offers a curtsey to the Elder Fianna. "Yes, please be welcome! It has been some time I believe, since we met." She smiles with plenty of excitement. "I'm tickled to know the Fianna are returning and the tribe is growing once more here. If there's anything I may do to help you feel more comfortable, please let me know."

Isla has a good look around as she enters. She wears her ceremonial bag across her body, and left her bow at the door (no scratches while parking it please!). "Aye, this is quite a place ye got here. Quite a place. Good on ye." She gives a nod to each of the others here, "I am Isla Ennes, rited Fiery Bellona. Born on these two legs, Elder Ahroun Fianna, daughter of Claws-of-Fire known as King Fergus Ennes of Duntulm, Elder Ahroun of the Fianna, Sept/Tribe Leader for the Sept of the Wisps. Granddaughter of Growls First, known as Hamish Ennes, Elder Philodox of the Fianna. Great Granddaughter of Wind of Fire, known as Wolfgang Ennes, Elder Theurge of the Fianna. I am the Alpha of Shroud of the Eclipse, member of the Grandchildren of Fionn, packed under the wonderous Black Unicorn. I know I saw a few of ye last night, but in that crowd, how do ye get to really do more than make drinkin' buddies, eh?"

"It was a good time, yes." Kennard says. "I was quite proud to see most of the tribe show in unity." He relinquishes his chair and gestures, "I'm unfamiliar with the rite, but you're welcome to sit at the head and anything you need can be gathered with a moment's notice." He sidesteps to sit with Tinlin. "We just had refreshments brought up, if you want a moment to relax."

Tinlin bows her head upon hearing the full introduction from Isla. It's been some time, so she returns the favor, "Tiana'lin Tinsdale. Known to the fionn as Tinlin. Among the Fair Folk, I am known as Tiana of the Ancient Oaks. I hail originally from Midlothorien, land claimed by the Tuatha de Fionn, at the outer edges of Edinburgh, Scotland. Kinfolk to the Fianna. Daughter to Elaith Elrel, an the late Gwnethh Tinsdale O'Malley, once proud owner of Farm Bonnie Rosemount. Granddaughter to the late Lord Cullen Whitehart, Philodox and Judge for Silver Tara, Great Granddaughter to Meaghan Tinsdale, Athro Galliard, The White Rose of Tulley Mar, rited Silver Leaf, Great Great Grandaughter to Corvin Tinsdale, Elder Theurge rited Soars the Umbra."

Isla shakes her head, "I'm ready whenever ye and yer pack will be. I'd prefer if we all stand in a circle for it. The others can observe this auspicious moment." She bows her head with respect to Tinlin, "It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Tiana'lin. I was told ye were to meet with me several years ago, but nae happened. Nae sure where the disconnect was, but a wrong is finally righted."

"The rite to form the temporary pack?" Kohana asks Isla, emphasizing the temporary. "I dont want to wrong a totem with any mis understandings." he explains.

Daffyd takes a drink and sips it in the background observing and thinking.

Fiona sits in her seat, the refreshments near. She watches as others arrive, noting faces and names, commiting them to memory. All the while she keeps her friendly smile on her face

Ken can't help but smile at Tiana when she gives her introduction. He never gets tired of hearing that. He looks to Isla and then the others. He gets help moving the coffee table. With the center of the floor open, Ken steps up. "Gather 'round gents." And he gestures for everyone to step forward.

Tinlin is ready to witness, but she does take an intimate moment to step forward to Isla, and she embraces her Elder in a warm hug. "I could cry right now I am so happy you are here. The future is all around us and it stirs, Fiery Bellona'rhya. I had a fierce Wendigo protector a few years back, and I stayed isolated for some time at the Ancient Oaks. I am now blessed to be returned to my tribe, and I am here now. Anything you need at all, I am at your service." Tinlin gives a light air kiss against Isla's left cheek, and then lets go. She appropriately smiles, and then steps over to the side of the room to be out of the way. But she's very excited to bear witness to this temporary pack rite.

Isla will wait to get out what she needs until they are gathered. She answers Kohana, "This rite is for what we do call a temporary pack. One bound only for a specific purpose or mission. There is no totem spirit to offend." As Tinlin approaches and offers such kindness, the Ahroun Elder accepts the hug and returns the light air kiss. She maybe be a rage monster, but her mother taught her etiquette and how to be a queen - and be gracious. "My heart soars that the tribe has you returned to our loving arms." She waits for all that will be part of this to be in the circle.

Daffyd eyes Kennard askance but shrugs and removes his poets shirt, he isnt as pretty as some, nor as well built, but he beats a poke in the eye with a sharp stick. After tossing his shirt to the side, he walks over to join the circle bowing to Isla as he does, "I am Daffyd ap Owen, born of two legs on the gibbous moon. Rite named Singer-Of-Lore, galliard of the Tribe of Fianna, devoted of the stag.", he takes his place for the ritual to come.

Kohana nods, the answer seems acceptable. The Wendigo will wait then stepping back to the side to let the Fianna continue as they have.

To Isla, "You can blame her returning to the tribe, and all this on me." Ken says. "I happened upon her in the woods. My interest was piqued, so I did some digging. Found her true lineage ... and the mess we're a goin' ta fix." He nods. He looks to Daffyd and grins, "Tis good that me cousins have come as well. Daffyd is distant, but still family." He gestures to Finn, "First cousins on me mum's side." He gestures to Harrow, "James is ... learning a better way to be himself." He smiles, "Kohana has watched over Lady Tiana, and stand with us now to see that duty fulfilled to its end. He honors us with his presence." He then looks back to Isla. "We are at your mercy Lady Isla. Bless us so that me may do Stag's bidding and return home with Glory and Honor."

Tinlin watches on from the alcove in the library that she has chosen to stand in. It's a perfect arch up over her head, and out of the way. She smiles at Kennard now, as Isla overlooks the temporary pack and it's about to begin. She nods to Kohana, and lifts her chin up, as if proud. And then to Daffyd, she grins, because this is an important moment! And then she looks to Harrow, and Ken's new cousin Finn. Such pride in her eyes, when she hears Kennard Madden's words too. She quietly bows her head in gratitude to Isla.

Isla takes off the cross-body bag she has on, and removes a bowl from it. She takes a beautiful knife from its sheath, the carving on the handle obviously very special. One can see a glyph of Stag on it. Holding the bowl in one hand and the knife in the other she begins the Rite. "Tonight ye have all come together to be bound as a pack, dedicated to a purpose. I ask he who will serve as the Alpha to step forward and explain the purpose before us all and the spirits."

Stepping forward, Ken holds himself up poised and confident. "I, Wrath of Morrigu, claim that honor." He takes a deep breath, "We bond in this pack to return to Midlothorien County to right the injustice done to Lady Tiana Tinsdale, restore the honor of the Tuaha de Fionn and cleanse the Wyrm blight in Midlothorien." He bows his head to Isla. He looks to each Garou in turn to ensure there's no rebuke.

Kohana watches Kennard and there is a slight twitch of his shoulder muscles, a flex beneath the t-shirt but he adds nothing.

Tinlin smiles at Fiona from where she is in the room as well. And when it goes around that Kennard is stepping forward to take up Alpha, she quickly looks over at Kohana to see his expression. She grins a bit. Muscle twitch and all. And then she sweeps her gaze back at Sir Kenny! Such respectful pride in her smile.

Daffyd stands erect, his bearing proud and sure. As Kennard scans the circle all Daffyd does is nod his head in recognition.

Isla hands the knife to Kennard, "As Alpha, ye will begin. Swear to yer purpose, to unite together for it. Then slice yer palm of yer hand and let yer blood dribble into the bowl. Give it to the next and each of ye do in turn. I will take the bowl when ye are done."

Taking the bowl and knife, Ken bows to Isla. He looks to each in turn as he says, "I, Wrath of Morrigu, swear that I will give all that Gaia has blessed me with to see this injustice to Lady Tianna Tinsdale corrected, to see the honor of the Tuatha de Fionn restored, to seeing the erradication of Blight the Wyrm has brought up on Gaia's body in Midlothoirien." He then cuts his hand, with a little growl, letting the blood drip into the bowl. He seems to let it drip for a ten count.

Ken then turns to Kohana, handing the blade, hilt first and then the bowl. He bows his head to him.

Accepting from Kennard, Kohana slices the blade across his hand so the blood drips into the bowl. "I Kohana Stormbreaker, Scion and warchief of the Three Rivers swear that I will give all that Gaia has blessed me with to see this injustice to Lady Tianna Tinsdale corrected, to see the honor of the Tuatha de Fionn restored, to seeing the erradication of Blight the Wyrm has brought up on Gaia's body in Midlothorien." he repeats the quest as Ken said it, "And ensure our Firebird is kept safe." he adds...and thats why he is really there isn't it. To protect the lil Firebird.

Fiona smiles back to Tinlin then she looks back to the others, honored to be able to witness this important occasion

Daffyd accepts the bowl and blade from the proud fierce warrior and without heisitation he cuts into his palm. "I, Daffyd ap Owen, rite named Singer-Of-Lore, Galliard of the Fianna tribe, swear that I will give all that Gaia has blessed me with to see this injustice to Lady Tianna Tinsdale corrected, to see the honor of the Tuatha de Fionn restored, to seeing the erradication of Blight the Wyrm brought upon Gaia's body in Midlothorien. And to sing the songs of praise in days to come to always commemorate this undertaking within Tribe history! So mote it be!", he watches as several drops of his blood drip down into the bowl and then passes it along to the next person waiting to receive it.

Isla has the bowl in hand after the last of them put in his blood. She dips two fingers into it and swirls it around. Turning to each Garou, she instructs them to remove their shirt if they have now. She carefully swipes a bit of the mixed blood on their eyes, and then makes the glyph of Totem on their hands, and the glyph of Gaia over their hearts. One by one she does this while chanting "Bind them together, their blood becomes one. Bind them together, your will be done."

When this is finished, Isla raises the bowl with the blood in it above her head with both hands, "Gaia bless these Garou as they seek to fulfill their purpose. Bind them together so they may act as one, and defeat their enemies with the team work a pack can only perform. Let them trust and believe in each other so they can find glorious victory in yer name."

As instructed, Ken removes his shirt, draping it over the chair behind him. He accepts the blood and continues to hold his regal bearing. As Isla finishes the Rite, he shifts to War Form and takes a deep breath, letting out a very loud, proud howl! He gestures for Kohana and Daffyd to join him!

Tinlin tries very hard to commit this moment to memory. She is deeply humbled by those who stand united to restore her family's honor. Each person is given a look of deep respect.

Kohana who so often goes shirtless, had a shirt on and has to remove it. His muscles roll, the Wakinyan-Tanka tattoo on his body arcs with lightning a moment but only for a second as he stands up tall, as the glyph is smeared across him he nods out of respect, looking then to Tinlin.

Daffyd joins in with Ken in the howl, shifting into his warform as well as he does so, enchancing it with Call of the Wyld!

After holding the howling cacophany for a very long time. Good lungs. He lets it trail off and shifts back to human form. He looks vigorous! Very vigorous! He bows to Isla again, deeply, "Thank you Fiery Bellona'rhya for blessing and honoring us." He is deeply reverent to her. "We will make you proud, or Gaia claim us trying."

Isla brings down her hands and the bloody bowl and offers words of wisdom to each of them. With a grin, she replies to the Howls, "I expect to hear many tales of your adventures for this mission. I expect you to come back, ready for a Rite of Wounding on your new battle scars. It will be a lasting memory of the good fight. It is not often that we perform the Rite of Pack's Blood, but it can bring strangers closer together, and teach cliaths especially how to really work together before they seek out a totem spirit in earnest. Learn, Listen, and be excellent to each other. Party on!" Ok, so she has watched a few too 80's movies, but it works!

Even Tinlin can feel the invigoration spreading across the room. It bubbles up inside of her like a wellspring of good faith and courage that this is really happening now! She brings one hand up to her mouth as her eyes water. She nods to Ken's first exclamation of thanks to Isla, and then she too is smiling quite a bit. 'You honor me. Thank you, so much for taking up this quest."

"I am sure the Fianna Galliards will have plenty of stories they will want to tell." Kohana says proudly, "And perhaps, a little something about the Wendigo as well." he adds in with a little rumble, a primal energy filling him after the call, maybe he can withstand his dislike for the big castle for a bit afterall.

Taking a deep breath, Kennard smiles, "It's time to celebrate!" Ken rubs his hands together and goes over to the intercom, "Heally, bring up the cart!" He calls. He rubs his hands togeher, "Shall we do this up here, or take the festivities outside?"

Tinlin answers right away, "Let's go outside to the back courtyard. LAST one to jump in the pool, is a rotten goat.." She picks up a bottle already on one of the table's, and she's off running.

Isla carefully gets her bowl put away, and takes out a wipe to clean her hands off. Not her first rodeo in blood. "Rotten goat, somethin' even a goat willnae eat."

Ken walks over to Kohana and takes his forearm in a warrior's grip. He touches his forehead to Kohana's, "You honor us brother. I will make sure the Galliard sing your praises, if I have ta do it myself." It's heartfelt. He lets go and then gestures, "Might want to hurry ..." and turns to Isla. "May I do anything, Lady Isla?"

Isla shakes her head, "I'm good fer now, and I thank ye fer asking. I think I shall be retiring tonight to me new Ranch. Me horse, Angus, is having a bit of a time settling in, and I should take the time to brush him out tonight. I'll be inviting the tribe over soon as I get it all setup. Especially my Archery range."

Kohana returns the smile and clasps Ken on the back, "The only thing I care about is our success." he says and then he turns and decides to run after the others.

"Ye are always welcome." He gestures, "I have suites with yer pack's name on them. I'll even have a little shrine to Black Unicorn erected in the courtyard. Any packs the Fianna form, I'd do the same." He grins. He takes a deep breath, "Anything ye want from back home?" He asks with a grin, "I'll bring souveniers."

Isla smiles, putting her bag back over her shoulder. "Aye, whatever ye bring will be most excellent. Just really be sure to bring all of yer pack and those attending with ye back with all their limbs. We will await ye with a celebration upon yer return home. No matter what happens. Serve us all well, and complete yer mission."

Kennard listens intently and bows again. He does hold up a finger, "Hold on .." He walks over to the refreshment cart and grabs a bottle from underneath it. He checks it and then walks over, handing it to Isla. "A little something special me and Lon put together. I play in the distillery, but Lon likes some of me ideas. I've got a sensative tongue, so I'm good with gettin' the flavors right." The bottle is dark colors and the label simple reads 'Fire'. He bows, "Your wisdom is always appreciated." He grins widely, "But there's a party I'm missing!" He takes two steps back and turns, "Time ta show these kids how to do it!" He takes off and if you look, he's opening a window facing the back and runs, leaping out the window!