Dressing carefully, Murelle braided her hair into one long braid down her back. This would keep her hair from getting caught on undergrowth. She had donned leather pants with a long leather tunic, both with an earthy brown color so to blend in with the ground as much as possible. Her blaster was hung on a belt around her small waist. Then she pulls on ankle high boots. She made sure the talisman was secure.
Digging about in her wardrobe she pulls out a smudge stick, an alabaster shell, an eagle's tail feather as well as an ancient pipe along with a small bag of tobacco. She takes Gwyn's hand and leads her to the common room where Miles sits waiting for Mure. She speaks as she packs a little tobacco into the pipe and lights the sage stick, then blows the sage stick to stop the flame and a pungent smoke wafted up toward the ceiling.
"Ok Miles, I'm going to ask for a blessing from my ancestors."
Mure laid the smoldering sage stick in the alabaster shell, waved the smoke around Miles, Gwyn and herself. Setting the shell on floor near the fireplace, she fills the pipe and using a stick lit by the fire, she puffed it to life. She faced north and starts to chant.
"O Great Spirit of our Ancestors, I raise my pipe to you. To your messengers the four winds!"
She turns toward the east, the south, the west and back to north, each time holding the pipe upward. She continues;
"Mother Earth who provides for your children. Protect us Mother as we face this un-named evil."
Murelle took a puff on the pipe and hands the pipe to Miles.
"Just a puff."
Her friend does so and hands the pipe back. Murelle turns around the four directions thanking her ancestors. Then cleaning out her pipe and extinguishes the smudge stick.
Squatting down to Gwyn she looks at the young girl in the face than embraces her.
"I will be home soon."
Murelle saw tears well up in her daughter's eyes, she kisses her on the cheek. "I love you."
Murelle stands and takes the plasma blaster that laid on the table and slings it across her back. Looking at Miles she says;
"Let's do this."
Digging about in her wardrobe she pulls out a smudge stick, an alabaster shell, an eagle's tail feather as well as an ancient pipe along with a small bag of tobacco. She takes Gwyn's hand and leads her to the common room where Miles sits waiting for Mure. She speaks as she packs a little tobacco into the pipe and lights the sage stick, then blows the sage stick to stop the flame and a pungent smoke wafted up toward the ceiling.
"Ok Miles, I'm going to ask for a blessing from my ancestors."
Mure laid the smoldering sage stick in the alabaster shell, waved the smoke around Miles, Gwyn and herself. Setting the shell on floor near the fireplace, she fills the pipe and using a stick lit by the fire, she puffed it to life. She faced north and starts to chant.
"O Great Spirit of our Ancestors, I raise my pipe to you. To your messengers the four winds!"
She turns toward the east, the south, the west and back to north, each time holding the pipe upward. She continues;
"Mother Earth who provides for your children. Protect us Mother as we face this un-named evil."
Murelle took a puff on the pipe and hands the pipe to Miles.
"Just a puff."
Her friend does so and hands the pipe back. Murelle turns around the four directions thanking her ancestors. Then cleaning out her pipe and extinguishes the smudge stick.
Squatting down to Gwyn she looks at the young girl in the face than embraces her.
"I will be home soon."
Murelle saw tears well up in her daughter's eyes, she kisses her on the cheek. "I love you."
Murelle stands and takes the plasma blaster that laid on the table and slings it across her back. Looking at Miles she says;
"Let's do this."