Spring and Fall

[Ingrid]

"Yeah. Keep it short and simple. Practical. This is for us, so we don't need to be too heavy handed."

Ingrid agreed.

"Though... I don't see why we can't stretch it a little..." The Darkling offered gently.

I was thinking something a little more like this:

Type: Vow
Task: Alliance, medial (-2)
Duration: Season (+2)
Boon: Adroitness, lesser (+1 Academics); Adroitness, lesser (+1 Occult)
Sanction: Poisoning of Boons, lesser (Academics, Occult) (-2)

It packs two punches for the price of one and fits our motley better. I think its also a little more balanced. What do you guys think?

[Seraphina]

Seemed like things were moving forward. The name was agreed upon and the Pledge decided.

So she offers a smile and nod, before taking a sip of the water.

The glass was set down, “Sounds like we’re all in agreement then.” Which was making things a lot easier than she thought. Maybe it because this was her first Motley, but she was expecting there to be more discussion and people not agreeing so easily. But then again, the Freehold had low numbers and had only recently taken down the dragon that had almost destroyed it.

Looking to Ingrid, “I don’t see anything wrong with stretching it a little.” She didn’t foresee any problems, but that also didn’t mean there wouldn’t be any.

I'll admit I'm still learning about how pledges work, so I'll go with what you guys decide

[Thomas Land]

"Hm-hmmmmm," the Mole-Man hums thoughtfully. "Yes, a vow."

Thomas considers the particulars of the arrangement and finds them to his liking. With a smile, he walks over to the table and refills his wine glass, offering to replenish any one else's along with his own.

"I believe this will, uh, work. Yes, indeed. Shall we have a toast, then?"

He holds up his glass. "To Selva Oscura."

100% on board with YYC's modifications. Let's do this!

[Ingrid]

"Awesomes!" Ingrid's mouth turned into a big "O" and she positively wriggled with joy. Holding out her hands she encouraged the other's to take her hands and form a loose circle. Her lips were still curved into a smile when she began to intone:

"Hand in hand, we stand side by side. Allies bound through the Wyrd's skein. I'll stand by you as you stand by me; and we'll learn more of ourselves along this journey together. Let this be so for a season's turn, and if I lie let all Arcane thought and Horatio's philosophy desert me."

There had to be words to seal the thing. Might as well be her.

[Mhairi Ankaa]

A circle? Or was it because there were four if them it would be a square? Mhairi's fell-flames flicker as the nerves energy echoes throughout her body, only to be replaced with a....calmness. A zen. It was an echo of what she'd feel when she put herself into another's hands.

....which might explain her...ease around their Fae magics.

Ingrid's rough voice intones the words, invoking the wyrd and Mhairi's voice picks up when the darkling's ceases.

"A circle we stand, hand to hand. Allies bound, friendship found. Wyrd weft and woven. The circle will not break, if you don't break from it. A quarter year, a Seasons turn may this circle stand. Power we seek, knowledge it's form. Of ourselves, each other and of hidden things. Secrets lost and of the Lost. Waiting to be found. I say these words and they are true, but if I ever betray this Vow then let," fell-flames flicker at Ingrid as her lips quirk higher, "Arcane thought and Horatio's philosophy desert me."

-1 WP to Seal the Pledge
Type: Vow
Task: Alliance, medial (-2)
Duration: Season (+2)
Boon: Adroitness, lesser (+1 Academics); Adroitness, lesser (+1 Occult)
Sanction: Poisoning of Boons , lesser (Academics, Occult) (-1,-1)

[Thomas Land]

Mhairi and Ingrid have both spoken the words. And now it is Thomas's turn. Gulping down his wine, he speaks up.

For once, his voice seems strong, certain:

"Together in the Dark Wood, the Selva Oscura, we stand. Four bound as one for a season's turn. Together, we'll search for knowledge and together we'll find it. Secrets lost, yes, and secrets of the Lost, things rarely seen and rarely told. I give my word to the three who stand with me now and to the Wyrd in turn, I will not break this pact. And if I should abandon my vow, let Arcane thought and Horatio's philosophy desert me." Beady eyes dart between the three women, solemn in the flickering light of the fire.

-1 WP to Seal the Pledge
Type: Vow
Task: Alliance, medial (-2)
Duration: Season (+2)
Boon: Adroitness, lesser (+1 Academics); Adroitness, lesser (+1 Occult)
Sanction: Poisoning of Boons , lesser (Academics, Occult) (-1,-1)

[Seraphina]

Seeing Ingrid’s offered hand, Sera accepts it as her eyes move from Lost to Lost.

As their words were said and the Pledge spoken by each, she realized this was it. There was no going back once the words left her lips.

Butterflies began to flutter in her stomach as a mixture of excitement and fear formed.

It was her turn to speak now, and she takes a deep breath to try and steady her voice,

“As a circle we stand, hand in hand, a bond formed for a Season’s Turn. My trust and strength I offer to you three, my word to never be broken. Knowledge we will seek and preserve to strengthen our bond. Let us grow as one in both knowledge, and in self. If I betray this Vow, let Arcane thought and Horatio's philosophy desert me."

-1 WP to Seal the Pledge
Type: Vow
Task: Alliance, medial (-2)
Duration: Season (+2)
Boon: Adroitness, lesser (+1 Academics); Adroitness, lesser (+1 Occult)
Sanction: Poisoning of Boons , lesser (Academics, Occult) (-1,-1)

[Ingrid]

I think this is an appropriate spot to wrap the scene. We are over time anyways and we can get another scene going in the coming days if you like. What say you?

[Thomas Land]

Sounds good to me! Thanks for the awesome scene you guys! So happy about our new crew.

[Mhairi Ankaa]

Sounds good to me!