The pack captured a deer and Agnis and I began the Rite known as Descent Into The Underworld. It took the death of the deer and several painted symbols, but we pulled it off successfully. Upon enacting the Rite, everything shifted like entering the Umbra except it was hazy, almost like a fog. Colors were muted to the point that you could barely make them out. However, we could see the living world overlapping the land of the dead. It was certainly a disorienting experience.
We could see the shadowy figures of Sept members mulling about as we decided where to go next. As Caern Rattler was related to water, we determined that heading to the beach was the best idea. As we made our way there, the world began to look much more gloomy and dark. We could see bones floating in the ocean. In the distance, we could see a light. As it approached, we could tell that it was something of what could be best described as a pirate ship.
On board the ship there appeared to be the skeleton figure of a soldier. He welcomed us aboard and we accepted his offer. His name was Captain Marvin Douglas. He could tell that we were living by how bright our lifeforce was to him. We stood out like a sore thumb on the beach. We were lucky to be found by him as there are specters that roam the land of the dead, sucking the lifeforce out of living creatures and other wraiths.
We asked what wraiths were and he told us that they were ghosts of humans that still had unfinished business. Once their business was complete, they moved on to the next plane of existence, whatever that might be. It was fascinating to me because it made me believe once again that there was a heaven and hell for regular people. He told us that wraiths have a shadow and that indulging in too much violence or anger causes the shadow to take over and they then become specters. He was also curious about what we were and we explained our heritage and purpose here.
Marvin had picked us up because he had people on board that needed our assistance. In exchange for taking us to the middle of the Underworld, where we might get closer to our mission. However, he told us to avoid the cities as there are many specters there. In the meantime, he brought up several people that needed our assistance. We agreed to listen to their plights and see what we could do for them.
Cindy Stone was the first one. She died in a car crash and afterwards her son was shipped for foster home to foster home. He had started turning into a real brat and she didn’t want him going down a bad path. Her son’s name was Ryan Stone and all he has to do is hold onto the brooch she gave him and he’ll be fine.
Sandy Aaron was next. She had a granddaughter named Maxine that was in a deep depression. All we had to do was inform her there was a key under the floorboard in the bathroom. It would unlock something in the house she knew about that would help her.
Next, was Tim McCoon. He seemed much happier about our assistance. His wife had killed him and got away with it. He wanted us to get the murder weapon and make sure she’s gets what she deserves. She threw the murder weapon into his casket and was buried with it. His wife’s name is Karen.
Finally, Marvin told us that he needed help as well. His girlfriend and love of his life Katie Wayne had never gotten over her loss of him. They shared a joint and had sex in her parents basement the night before he was shipped off. We can tell her that to confirm that it’s really him and console her over his death.
It took a day’s journey and in that time, we learned that Marvin had won the boat from Legionaires, a faction of wraiths in the Underworld. He had beat them in a game of cards and had spent the last fifty years sailing around picking up lost souls in need of help. We finally reached our destination: Stygia. It was the home base of all dead.
Before we got off the boat, Tim approached us and gave us two coins. They were forged from other souls in the Underworld and used as currency. A ghoulish fact that disturbed. Apparently, every soul can be forged into an item and it’s permanent. A disturbing end to one’s existence.
Marvin warned us before we left to avoid the Legionaires and specters along with the Maelstroms. They are storms made of angry souls. These storms can rip apart anything especially us. We thanked him for his help and began making our way to find Caern Rattler.
We headed north for about three days journey in the nothingness of the Underworld. Hunger was setting in and we were forced to draw on our spiritual reserves to stay mobile. On the third day we can across a Maelstrom. Looking around, we found no real shelter but a nearby hill. With little time on our side, we dug into the hill and huddled together. I made a Questing Stone for Caern Rattler and Bjorn tried to call on his ancestors for help in this situation, but nothing worked.
Another day’s journey came and went as we followed the Questing Stone. Here was came across the 47 pillars called the judges of Ma’at. These were the pillars where Tutu would complete his trials to return to the physical realm. At that point, we realized that Q was no longer with us. As we stood there, a man in a cloak approached us fast. We could smell the decay and death on him. It was Caern Rattler.
We implored him to return to Lion. He told us that he was the spirit of people and times long past. He was something of an ancestor, chronicling history. However, the Drowned King managed to sever his ties to the past. He has missed out on the last six years of time.
Because of this, Caern Rattler had been severely weakened. He had to slumber this long before he could even manifest again. He must regain his lost knowledge before he is capable of rejoining any totems. It will likely take him a decade. However, once this is complete, he will rejoin Lion’s brood.
Unfortunately, because of Lion’s fall, he would need a patron in the meantime. As Lion is under Griffin at the moment, he cannot join him because Griffin only takes in animal totems. He suggests speaking with Pegasus about the matter and seeing if she will agree to take him on. He would send us from here a Sept that could help us via Moon Bridge.
In the midst of this, we individually we being assaulted with images of Q being summoned by Jonathon to Malfeas. He warned us not to come for him.
We finally arrived at the Sept of the Moon Blessing in Kentucky. Hattie Thunderwife greeted us along with her pack. Her packmate Lew told us that their Sept is one of visions and they knew that we would be coming. They would be willing to take us to Pegasus’s realm in exchange for having the males of our pack mate with their kin. Their strength in numbers was down and they needed strong blood to help the Sept. Logan agreed to it.
As we made our way to the lodging they had at their Sept, we received our final visions from Q. Jonathon was no more. He had given himself to the Black Spiral. He was doing something to Q and Q begged us not to come. His last words to us were to never forget. In spite of this issue, we decided to do what we must and deal with the issue when we returned home. The boys went to mating while I took the first opportunity in a long time to get seriously drunk. I just wanted to forget about everything for a little while.
The next day, as I nursed a hangover, we debated on what to do about Jonathon. I argued, in spite of everything he did to us, he should be placed in Erebus now that we knew there was a way to redeem Spirals. However, none of the pack agreed with save Agnis, but even she wanted to have put in Erebus for the sheer torture of it rather than any redemption. Logan finally stated that Jonathon was a dead man, but we wouldn’t look for him, instead focusing only on the mission.
Another pack greeted us and told us they would assist us in getting to Pegasus. Only women may activate the Talen we are given by them. When we do so, we will be transported to Pegasus’s realm. They highly advise that any men in the group grovel before her in order to show respect. If we are successful, the Daughters of the Moon pack will visit our Sept.
Before we headed out, Logan informed Crafty of the arrival of potential guests and the crimes that Jonathon had committed. Crafty told him they would speak of it when they returned.
I activated the Talen and we were immediately transported to somewhere in the Aetherial Realm. We then were moved into Pegasus’s realm. Here we stood before Pegasus. She asked what we needed of her. We told her that Caern Rattler needed a patron. She wanted to know what she got in return. We told her that she would gain great chiminage.
Pegasus agreed to our terms in exchange for one thing: we must pledge some level of loyalty to the Black Furies. Because of this, word would reach Minotaur, her enemy, and he would know this as well. With that agreed to, Pegasus sent us back to our Sept via Moon Bridge.
The next day, we called for an emergency moot. During this moot, we told Crafty everything we had seen. Jonathon was declared an enemy of the Sept and to kill on sight. Due to this, we pushed Daniel harder to find better jobs for the kinfolk away from the Sept.
Afterwards, we summoned Quetzal again after debate on what totem to take. We had almost always been a pack of Honor and we saw no need to change now. Our new totem was Sebastian. He was far vainer and much less fatherly than Q, but still represented us. He was far less powerful than Q, but we knew we could enhance over time. It was time to work on the next totems…