Morgana: Summoning Darkness / no tags

[Steve Bruin]

   *** Deep in the woodlands ***

:: Morgana slowly made her way through the brush and fallen tree limbs, she was well past her home and heading deeper into the dark, foreboding forest.  With little moonlight to illuminate the area, she relied upon her own superior vison to guide her through the dead limbs and fallen leaves.  Her powers were considerable and soon everyone would know that, especially Arthur and the others who held the power she so rightly felt she deserved. ::

:: At the moment she was heading toward a very specific destination, a place of such power and evil that even she herself was a bit frightened.  In any event that mattered not because certain things were required of her and she was not one to disobey. Stepping from the forest into a clearing, she steeled herself and took a step into the open. ::

:: Several meters before her was the stone remnant of an ancient altar, one that had existed before the era in which she lived, very long before.  The Four Elements (Earth, Water, Air and Fire) were all represented, it simply at the moment the fire pot aside the altar was not lit.  With a wave of her hand Morgana created a small fireball, thus completing the circle. ::

:: A moment later the fire burst more brightly, as if someone had tossed in more fuel.  Morgana approached the altar as she felt the wind rise, sending a chill up her spine.  The breeze caused the trees to rustle and send leaves flying in all directions, what nocturnal animals who were in the immediate vicinity fled for their safety as near the base of the altar were the skeletal remains of a few forest creatures. ::

Morgana:  You have summoned me, my Countess.

:: Seemingly from within the altar a disembodied, feminine voice spoke. ::

Countess:  Your plan to gain power? It is proceeding?

Morgana: Yes, I have one of the outsiders convinced I will help him.  If he can removed the "Grail" from within the sheath of protection, I can regain power and serve you.

Countess: The outsiders, can they be trusted?

Morgana: Only one, the dullard named Clifton.  I read his memory and found the one thing he could not resist, I offered it to him and he agreed.  The others are vile, supercilious and in some ways like Arthur.

Countess: Will they interfere?

Morgana: They will try, but once I have the "Grail" we can kill all of them easily.

Countess: And the promises you made to the one?

Morgana: chuckling : Lies, all lies and he is ignorant enough to believe it.

Countess: Continue, and do whatever you must to get the "Grail".

:: Morgana rose to her feet and bowed. ::

Morgana: As you wish, my Dark Countess.

:: Morgana headed back to her home, feeling frustrated that Clifton had not yet managed his task, she was disgusted at what she had read in the thoughts of the other 3 but Clifton could be manipulated.  Perhaps she needed to do something to encourage him in a greater way.

Morgana

Evil Witch

Avalon

Dark Countess

?