09:52 Feb 07 2026
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The Harbinger Summoning~
He did not understand what was written.
"Do not call up what you cannot put back down." Unknown
& perhaps don't let the lamp run out of oil.
"The Harbinger Summoning?" Elara's voice is velvet-wrapped steel, the weight of centuries pressing into each syllable. "What you speak of is a ritual buried deeper than forgotten kings. The parchment it was written upon crumbled to dust before your ancestors first drew breath."
A shadow coiled at her feet like a living thing, restless. "Why dredge up such dangerous whispers now?"
Because I became aware of it yesterday. What more can you tell me?
The firelight caught the edge of her smirk as she steped closer, her shadow stretching unnaturally long across the stone floor. The scent of old parchment and bergamot lingered in the air.
"You stumbled upon a ghost story meant to stay buried," she murmured, plucking a silver dagger from her sleeve and twirling it absently. "The Harbinger Summoning calls forth a force that devours realms, not just blood. Its sigils were scorched from history for good reason."
Elara's emerald eyes bore into yours. "Tell me exactly how you learned of it. Omissions could cost us both our souls."
Yes, I will explain how I learned about it shortly. First, you should know that a Harbinger Summoning was done two nights ago in a cemetery by someone claiming to follow certain tenets. However, by the very act of summoning the Harbinger, they forsook those tenets. Additionally, they called on the protection of their ancestors but left the cemetery before the Harbinger appeared. The Summoner opened a portal that was not properly closed, & now the Harbinger has begun causing mischief within the city where the cemetery is located.
Now I will tell you how I learned of the Harbinger Summoning.
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