Spell 4 - [Action] Willow Rosenberg
[Willow is sitting in the main living room, candles alight around her at various points around the room, a makeshift cauldron on the table in front of her, and several powders herbs and mysterious liquids are displayed next to the cauldron. With her legs folded and her eyes closed she begins her spell.]
Spirits of cleansing, I call to thee.
[She opens her eyes, and adds the dust to the cauldron.]
The wounds of the injured seek to be cleansed. The unjust and the wicked run unpunished, and the innocent bare their infectious mark.
[A small amount of light emanates from the cauldron. To this, Willow places half a vial of Green liquid into the mixture.]
I beseech thee Hygeia, goddess of cleansing, lend me your purity. Allow me to bathe and mend the wounds of the unjustly stricken, give unto me the charity you once introduced to the hospice. defaeco purgo et signum
[The light changes colour as she adds the final mix of herbs, along with the Latin chant. The mixture begins to bubble, and a rather disgusting smell extends it's tendrils over the room.]
T-That's not supposed to happen. Okay, Okay. It's okay, you're only making a bad smell! It's not like it's going to ex-. Don't even say it Rosenberg. [She moves to the window and opens it, coughing and fanning the air.]
[OOC: Mainly for her housemates!! <3]
Spirits of cleansing, I call to thee.
[She opens her eyes, and adds the dust to the cauldron.]
The wounds of the injured seek to be cleansed. The unjust and the wicked run unpunished, and the innocent bare their infectious mark.
[A small amount of light emanates from the cauldron. To this, Willow places half a vial of Green liquid into the mixture.]
I beseech thee Hygeia, goddess of cleansing, lend me your purity. Allow me to bathe and mend the wounds of the unjustly stricken, give unto me the charity you once introduced to the hospice. defaeco purgo et signum
[The light changes colour as she adds the final mix of herbs, along with the Latin chant. The mixture begins to bubble, and a rather disgusting smell extends it's tendrils over the room.]
T-That's not supposed to happen. Okay, Okay. It's okay, you're only making a bad smell! It's not like it's going to ex-. Don't even say it Rosenberg. [She moves to the window and opens it, coughing and fanning the air.]
[OOC: Mainly for her housemates!! <3]