675-06-02 - An Instrument of Onimoria

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An Instrument of Onimoria
Summary: High Oni Noria has an encounter with Nimoria at the Royal Chapel, who comes to her with a special request,
Who: Noria Landos and Nimoria
References: re:Moshe Machuri
When: June 2nd, 675
Related Logs: Recent troubles at the Isles
Date of RP: 02/06/2014
Where: Chapel - Castle of the White Dove, Isle of the Crown
Room Desc: The chapel is very small and quite dark. There are no any windows here, only a few torches on the left and right walls to offer their light. The aroma of roses and lilies fills the room. There are no benches to sit upon, just a small stage in front of the altar, most who come here kneeling in prayer upon the marble floor. Each of the three walls are decorated. The larger altar that sits directly across from the door is covered with various works of art from jewelry to a few small drawings. Scattered across the surface amongst the works of art are red roses and white lilies. However the most important piece of art is the huge drawing above the alter, a portrait of Onimoria herself. The drawing looks incredibly old and it is believed to have been made during the 1st year of current time, when Onimoria became the Queen and united all three islands. It is invaluable, a holy heirloom, and is not to be touched. There is another drawing of the same worth on the right wall. The altar under it is a little bit smaller. It has a small table on which the Book of Lotingus lay. The pages looks incredibly old and it is believed that Lotingus himself wrote on these pages the laws of the Kingdom of the Isles. It too is invaluable and considered a holy heirloom, though it is allowed to be touched only by the Queen during special ceremonies. The left wall may remind one of small garden for vases of canary creeper vine are kept fresh to either side of the drawing of Margueritte. A bowl sits upon the altar where people are toss coins in exchange for prayers. Most often, the bowl is filled with coins. This room is always guarded by two Guardians of Onimoria.


The small room still holds the awe factor even with the desecration of theft. The place where her picture was kept is hidious with its emptiness. After a series of prayers the Apprentices begin to clean under the guidance of Noria. Who stands there as much on guard as the Guardians who watch over the chappel. "Every thing must be cleaned, even those things not obviously touched." She tells the young woman who is working on the altar below where the pictures were. A couple of the Apprentices weep gently. Noria is herself grim.

The mysterious woman, who came back with the Queen and was announced as new Royal High Oni, quietly glides inside the Chapel and she stops just behind the back of the High Oni.

Nimoria is almost naked, being rolled in just a lucid pale scarf made out of silk. Her breasts are medium sized, but nicely rounded, each topped with a darker nipple. Her aureoles the size of quarters. Her waist is slender, her belly flat. Her hips flare out slightly, no longer boyish. No hair are covering the mound of her sex. Just the black drawing of the branches of trees is weaving from there to her belly, where branches start blooming in lilies. Her legs are long and coltish, but that still does not disturb her from moving with grace as if she would be just sliding across the ground not touching it with her bare feet. These bare feet are slender, the nails with a coat of clear polish.

As white as snow woman, who reminds Onimoria herself, gently tries to touch the priestess's shoulder, "They will never stop, right?" Her soft as nightingale's song voice whispers.

If Noria is startled by the near silent approach, it does not show. She turns slowly and genuflects to the near naked woman. A quick glance over the Royal Mother and then she sighs softly. "I do not know of whom you speak? The thieves? The foreigners? But I think the answer to both is no. The thieves will want something else. They always do. I just do not know why they would steal her portrait. What value is in something you can not display."

"Mother Noria," Yes, she knows her name already! likely, the Queen already mentioned the High Oni, "if the thieves are members of the cult of Asmenachia, the value of the portrait is incredibly huge. They could destroy this holy relic. It would raise a distress in our sociaty. These people could raise a revolt."

Nimoria moves aside, just to give a better glance at Noria, "That is why Onimoria send me here. It was a job of the cult of Asmenachia and knights are already taking prisoners, who will be properly executed for their crimes. Your Queen is blessed now, by Lotingus and Onimoria. I need to keep our Queen and our Kingdom safe. But I am nothing, without your help. You need to keep our people in the best shape. We need our faith more than before and our Kingdom will expand!"

The woman straightens, standing up quite proudly, "I would like to offer you to throw divine worship more often."

Noria frowns as she listens and gives her entire attentio to the words. "I had not thought of that. Of course it would be invaluable even hidden to the Cultists. I had put a more mundane spin on it." she looks thoughtful, "If I can be of service to the investigation do not hesitate to have word sent to me. Our faith is stronger that that of the Cult. I would be happy to lead divine worship more often. Since the theft we have had a prayer vigil around the clock."

"Ser Moshe Machuri already found all, who are guilty of such thievery. I believe, he already knows the place of the portrait too. It soon will come back home." The pale features become a bit more sad, "However, as you know our rules, if one of the cultists commits the crime, each third cultist of the specific Patron must be executed. I would like to ask you to lead the process. People trust you. They trust your words and connection with the Patrons. I am still very new to their eyes. Some are scared of me, because I came from the Kingdom of the Clouds, because I was created by Onimoria herself. So, I can't think of more capable person than you. Will you lead the execution, Mother Noria?" The woman looks curiously.

Noria closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. "Faith without works is nothing." She opens her eyes and bows her head, "I am an instrument of Onimoria. If she needs this of me they I shall do as she asks." she smiles gently at the small Royal High oni. "I will be honored to lead the execution."

"Very well, Mother Noria. Keep our Kingdom safe. Soon I will have to leave with a new mission to the Kingdom of Two Rivers. There will be one Royal High Oni less. So, you will be a very important part of our strength! After all, you are the closest one to the simple people, closest to our citizens. I will send you a message, when the execution will have to be made. Now, let the Patrons save us all!" The petite Nimoria bows her head, before leaving.

Noria bows in respect to the small white woman. Then she turns to smile at the Apprentices, We must prepare for the return of her. Back to work." as they were all standing in awe of the Royal Oni.