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Dagda's Bowl Journal Entry Five and Six
Finally, some progress has occurred! I think I surprised Celeste. Considering her recent verdicts, I decided that it would be better to speak to her while in the company of other Gods. I waited for her in the Great Hall of the Gods and quickly found her. She sat with Morrigan and Morana though they seemed to be arguing. Both Morrigan and Morana departed when they saw my approach. Celeste watched, her green eyes wary and her back straight as the Oak. Her hands clenched briefly on the ivory bench before settling themselves in her lap.
“Good Day to you, Goddess of Nature”
“And also to you, God of Magic.” She responded automatically, but her stormy green eyes revealed her surprise at my polite greeting. I believe she feared that I would accost her about her injunction against my creatures. I, however, had my eye on the larger issues between us.
A Gift of Magic for Nature
“Lady of Nature, I wish to make amends to you for the destruction caused by my sphere. It has never been my intention to disturb nor destroy your Creation. Indeed, my sphere has benefited greatly for your actions and creations. I fear the animosity that the results of Magic have created between us. As a means to start making amends, I would give you these new Magic’s, which all work with Nature to promote both growth and healing, to add to your own sphere. I hope they can be of assistance to your followers in their continued work in defending the Nature of the mortal world.”
I allowed Magic to choose its own form for this gift. In my hands, I found a bouquet of flowers. Each holding a different spell or magical ability. With this speech, I handed her the bouquet which she carefully accepted. I watched as she listened to each flower and divined their meaning and intent. Her face brightened into a smile as, with her acceptance, my gift flowed into her.
“Lord of Magic, I accept your token of amendment in the spirit in which it was intended. Indeed these spells will help defend Nature and heal has been destroyed.” Her eyes brightened with hope and a smile blossomed on her face as she continued. “ I had no idea that your sphere could create such works as these. Pardon me, but I must go and disperse this gift.”
I smiled and bowed as she gracefully arose and departed the Great Hall. Morana and Morrigan stared at me hatefully from their darkened corner but I paid them no mind. I have no doubt that Celeste remains angered and distrustful of my sphere but I have made the first dent in her resistance. With luck, my creation will quiet the last of her fears.
Damn it all to Hell! Why I ever thought to give Magic to mortals, I will never understand. I should be horsewhipped for my indulgence! Yes, it was indulgence to my vanity that I, alone, could so help the helpless mortals. Helpless? Say rather determined to be the source of their own extinction!
War has broken out between the humans and the elves on one of the continents. Both groups had powerful magic-users within their ranks. Neither gave any thought to what those magic’s would do to the landscape upon which their survival depends. Both groups called firestorms down which destroyed the forests and boiled away the lakes. Both sides targeted the other’s crops and farms; killing hundreds of innocents and destroying their means of feeding themselves. They have ransacked their own continent. I shall not stand aside anymore and watch this foolishness.
I have spoken with every God and Goddess of these foolish mortals who allow magic-users within their ranks. All, except Morrigan and Morana, remain outraged over the actions of their followers. Morrigan and Morana rejoice in the increase of their sphere. I hear both armies now use the dead for their shock troops. How horrid! The rest of the Gods and Goddesses agree with me that something must be done. Mortal’s abuse of the powers that I have given them must not be allowed to continue. With the blessings of the Gods and Goddesses, then, I have blocked mortal access to Magic. I, and every other God and Goddess has sent down the message that their Magic has been blocked for their dismal abuse of the power given to them. Until they make amends for their actions, it shall not return to them!
With a heavy heart, I sought out Celeste to inform her of my actions against her defilers. I found her in her Garden but so very changed. She appeared to be a very skeleton wrapped in burnt flesh. Her hair, once vibrant as the leaves in the trees, now lay upon her head like ash. She sat trembling with one hand resting on the trunk of the Great Oak. I do not believe that she even heard me approach. I could feel her divine energy pulsing outward through the Great Oak to the land below. I fell to my knees before her and summoned all of the healing magic at my disposal towards this frail divinity.
Dagda pleads with Celeste
“Lady of Nature, please take care of yourself as well as the land below. The destruction will stop, dear Lady, and give the land time to heal. I, with the blessings of the other Gods and Goddesses, have pulled the mortals connection to Magic until they have made amends. Your protectors, of course, shall not be affected by this block. They, I fear, must use every skill at their disposal. Dear Lady, they shall have need of your guidance and care.”
I knew she heard me for her eyes began to focus and I could feel her divine energy slowing in its rapid flow into the Great Oak. She turned to look at me and I could not help shuddering at the pain in her eyes. My healing began to work on her as soon as she turned towards me but the pain did not diminish.
“They are gone, Lord of Magic, they are gone. So much life wasted. I feel their absence as a wound upon my very soul. Even the magical creatures that I so scorned; now their music is gone and I must grieve.”
“Focus not on the wound, Lady of Nature, but on the life surrounding it. They have not destroyed the world, only a part of it. As long as Nature lives, Nature will recover.”
Now that my anger had burned out and my fear for her had been, largely, relieved, I could feel the absence that she spoke. I could feel the death of so many of my creatures and I also had to grieve. Burning tears fell down my face and upon her lap. I felt her hand rest upon my shoulder in sympathy. There we stayed together and grieved the loss of so much life.