Celánia's abode

[Celánia]

[ModNote: Continued from Catching Up. Links to related threads also added.]

[OOC: this is mostly if anyone wants to use it as a setting later for finding out information etc]

*biting the end of her quill slightly, Cel wrote in her book of poisonwork*

"Today's experiment with poison ivy was moderately successful. I have established that when mixed with fennel leaves and rosehip, it makes a slightly bitter-tasting substance which can be ingested to produce fever like symptoms after a half hour, similar to many common influenza type virii. This could be used more successfully if I can eliminate the slight taste. However, it's strength lies in the fact that it won't affect those with food and drink tasters due to its slow onset...

Antidote"

*Cel underlines the word a few times and sighs with boredom*

*goes to her hiding place*

[OOC: no, this means you will not be able to walk in and just pick up this book]

*retrieves a large red hide bound book. Dips her pen in some fresh dye and starts writing*

"Ariadne seemed pleased with the cloven-hooved beast as a sacrifice. I am considering the ritual a success. For my next offering, I want to offer fire in a form. I am considering a pentagram of candles, each one scented with an individual poison and a bird creatures body in the middle to show I am dedicated to destroying the enemies of spiderkind. For the poisons, I want to use foxglove, belladonna, deathcap mushroom powder, arsenic mushroom powder and powdered addertongue. All of these should be easy to obtain locally except the addertongue. The addertongue may cause questions when I am purchasing it, but that shouldn't be too much of a problem.

I am also going to ask the goddess in the ritual for help with Edward Deal. I need to be avenged for the cheap darkness powder trick. Revenge isn't a particular motive of Ariadne but I want her to make an exception."

*looks up and talks to a carving of a spider, possibly a religous relic*

My Goddess, my life, my mother, I love you and spend all my time planning this for you. Please let me know if I can ever do anything for you.

[Edward Deal]

(OOC: Oh dear. I get the distict impresion that Edward Might regret the day he crossed swords with Cal.)

[Kully]

*Someone is standing outside the door and listening carefully, though only able to catch a few words at a time*

[OOC: who wants to take this one up?]

[Sylvester Hands]

[ModNote: Hands was last seen in An Important Notice/Inquiries.]

Goddess...mother...what's goin' on? 'Ere, it's that Celarnia [OOC: Hands isn't literate enough to pronounce acute accents].

* Enters tent *

'Ere, Celarnia, I 'ope you don't mind me interruptin', but I wanted to 'ave a talk with you about Edward Deal. I 'ate 'im, but I couldn't 'elp those monks 'cause I'm no good with magic. I hear you 'ad an alcerta- atlercati- altacer- row with 'im in the Crazed 'Eifer, and...well...can we 'elp each other?

[Celánia]

*smiles to herself, thinking it could be just what she needs*

Come in, we may be able to do each other a favour, yes. If you are carrying any weapons, magic ropes or the like, please leave them at the entrance.

*makes a strange mixture up with boiling water and nettles whilst hiding the most incriminating substances just in case*

Nettle Tea?

Anyway, does the infamous Mr Deal know about your intent to do him harm? I mean, does he know you're 'out to get him'?

Alone, I can probably not be as subtle as I would like. Subtle, it means sneaky, not getting caught, that sort of thing.

*pauses for a second, calming down her enthusiasm and waiting for answers*

[OOC: sorry about the delay guys, have been tired and stuff]

[Sylvester Hands]

Deal? Well, 'e knows I 'ate 'im for what 'e done to Skarkill, but I doubt 'e suspects me - I've been keepin' a low profile of late, and anyway, 'e thinks I'm dim. As for sneaky and not gettin' caught, well, I'm a leadin' member of the Honourable Guild of Thieves and Beggars. Now, what is it I can do for you?

[Celánia]

*goes to check outside the hut, making sure there is no one there*

*under her breath*: Spiderkind, I ask you to guard me from unwanted eavesdroppers.

Firstly, you can say I gave you this if you must, but I would rather you didn't. Do not bring my name into it if possible and don't say I wanted Deal to go through this just incase...

Ignore what the substance is. It will make Deal very sick if he ingest.. er.. eats or drinks it. Food testers won't notice it because of it's slow onset and general sickness-like symptoms, it shouldn't even make them that ill if they don't eat that much of it, and 5 drops in something he will have should make him sick enough to be bedridden for at least a week. It shouldn't kill him, but it will make his life a misery.

Of course, if you wanted to be away with him when he is sick and unable to defend himself is as good a time as any.

Normally, I would charge for providing this. But in this case, you're doing me a favour. Remember, I didn't know what you were using it for.

Oh, and Sly, wash yourself immediately if any of the liquid even slightly spills on your hands. Trust me on this one. If you start getting very ill, come and find me and I will see if I can prepare an antidote for you.

If Deal finds out, get out of there, don't get my name into it.

Does that seem alright to you?

[OOC: yes, it is the poison ivy et al mix at the start of the post]

[Sylvester Hands]

Thanks, miss. I'll see to it.

* Leaves *

* Returns, realising he's forgotten the mixture *

* Leaves with it *

[ModNote: Continued at Edward Deal's Stall.]

[Celánia]

[ModNote: Continued from The Guardhouse.]

*Cel prepares a mixture of crushed rock salt, fennel seed, dill seed and rosemary on an oily base whilst chanting softly*

Goddess, grant my house protection, grant my safety and mark this area as safe from our enemies throughout the long winter nights and low-light days.

I ask that you ward my house from negative influences and energy, I ask for your protection in my hour of need and I ask for your blessing in resolving issues with my enemy.

I ask that you grant me the strength to protect myself if i need to and I ask that you help my accomplices to carry out their vital tasks.

[OOC: Cel still thinks Sly Hands is on her side, she hasn't found out about the poisoning of the guards yet]

*murmuring softly, Cel paints a spider-like symbol on the door. it glows for a second and fades.*

I really must carry out the second stage of my ritual with haste now the threat from Deal has grown.

[OOC: reps, let me know whether this has made the house area safe and any other effects. im presuming Cel is going to have an idea of whether the ritual worked]

[Kully]

*The house has been made safe from anyone with bad intentions. However, if they enter the house with good intentions and change their mind, there is no effect. Also, there is a stream of thousands of money-spiders patrolling the perimeter - someone with a keen eye may notice this...*

[ModNote from YG: Celánia next appears in Three Strangers.]