The Summoning

BRIGAND
SIX MONTHS PREPARATION AND WE END UP IN THIS
SHIT HOLE?
OSTEOMANCER
WE ARE NOT HERE TO ENTERTAIN ROYALTY.
SIX MONTHS IS A PITTANCE.
SOMETHING MORE POTENT CAN TAKE CENTURIES, OR
EVEN A MILLENNIA.

BRIGAND
THEY MUST ALL DIE OR WE WILL.

OSTEOMANCER
THE STARS ARE RIGHT,
CALCULATIONS ARE ACCURATE,
THIS WILL NOT FAIL.

BRIGAND
THE BOOK OF EIBON, ALIGNMENTS, SIGILS, STARS
MY MIND HURTS FROM IT ALL…
GET ON WITH IT AND LET’S HOPE IT IS ENOUGH.

OSTEOMANCER
WHEN IT WAKES FROM ITS SLUMBER,
IT WILL HAVE HOLES IN ITS MIND.
THIS CHANT WILL GIVE IT PURPOSE.
DO NOT BREAK THE CIRCLE OR WE ARE DOOMED.

OSTEOMANCER CHANTS
The Stars Align
See through the great throng
I seek revenge by Deadhaus might

The Gate Consigned
Bind one devious and strong
Animus through most ominous rite

The Way Opines
Fetid Prince hear my song
My enemies must die by dawn’s light

USHERED IN WITH A CACOPHONY OF
SCREAMS, FOR WHAT COMES FORTH
SHOULD NOT BE,

THE SIGILS ON THE WALL BURST WITH
POWER. AN UNDEAD THING CRAWLS OUT
OF THE GATE.

YOU ARE BORN.

~IN THE YEAR 697 BEFORE DEADHAUS NIGHT: INSIDE A DILAPIDATED CRYPT