"I have had a nice vacation, a Sorting Tome needs some 'me' time as well you know. But now I have returned refreshed, and ready to begin the first sorting of 2009"
<<< A strange, sourceless breeze fills the ancient chamber, and the aged Book glows with a beauteous nimbus of blue, lifting itself off it's pedestal and hovering a foot above. It's pages begin to flap, flutter and turn under the increasing eldrich winds. The Tome begins to spin in mid air, faster and faster and faster still, finally erupting in a blinding blue flash of light and dropping back onto the pedestal with a loud thump and a cloud of dust...sealed once more. >>>
"Go forth new students, join your houses and leave me in peace...I have a cocktail to finish"
"I am feeling a bit weak today, Sorting Tomes are not good with alcohol you see but last night was The Buffies so a celebration was called for.."
<<< A strange, sourceless breeze fills the ancient chamber, and the aged Book glows with a beauteous nimbus of blue, lifting itself off it's pedestal and hovering a foot above. It's pages begin to flap, flutter and turn under the increasing eldrich winds. The Tome begins to spin in mid air, faster and faster and faster still, finally erupting in a blinding blue flash of light and dropping back onto the pedestal with a loud thump and a cloud of dust...sealed once more. >>>
"Thats it i'm done, please leave me alone with my ice pack now
EmptyColours, silentxautumn, YamSham, Aly Fan, miromurr
Rest now. Your long trek is ended, and The Sorting is enow.
You all seek the chance to become Brethren...to be joined with a noble and powerful House. Here, in this place, the Sorting Tome of Ages can grant this wish.
But take heed...once the magicks are cast, and the selections be done, they cannot be undone! So think on this last, before the spell be cast.
".................................."
No doubts then. This is good.
Very well, then, younglings...steel thyselves for Selection...!"
<<< A strange, sourceless breeze fills the ancient chamber, and the aged Book glows with a beauteous nimbus of blue, lifting itself off it's pedestal and hovering a foot above. It's pages begin to flap, flutter and turn under the increasing eldrich winds. The Tome begins to spin in mid air, faster and faster and faster still, finally erupting in a blinding blue flash of light and dropping back onto the pedestal with a loud thump and a cloud of dust...sealed once more. >>>
"The Decision has been made, children of Men. Go forth now and join thy new Brethren, and be at peace."
<<< A large double door at the opposite end of the great chamber creaks slowly open, and all is revealed.....>>>
I humbly request that I be sorted according to my worthiness...if a battle is required, then a battle there shall be! But seriously...I'd like to be sorted into a group please! 🙂
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