Recieved what i thought to be a new vision from touchang an altar, thought i would share and see if my suspicions are confirmed. Had a few thoughts about what it might mean...

You reach out and touch a stained jade altar.

You feel a warmth run through your skin as you touch the altar, and sense a deep connection with something much greater than yourself. The feeling is brief, and your vision clouds over....

Your sight is suddenly devoured by a pitch-black darkness, and soon small fingers accompanied by an unholy stench start touching you. Just as they find a way through your clothing and the cold, pulpy flesh meets your skin, twin rays of blinding light blast through the blackness. The fingers immediately retreat, and you glimpse a very short humanoid in the remaining shadows.
After a few moments, you realize that the light is emanating from your own eyes -- a manifestation of your blessed soul. You sweep your gaze through the area, but the creature crawls frightfully from one dark corner to another. The rays catch it at last, sizzling the body of a dead Halfling as its wretched scream fills the air.
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Err, sorry. Nothing to see here, move along.

>>Elfverhan posted that a day or so ago, but yes, its new.

Not super new; it's been out for about a month or so.


~Thilan

I had this come to me while I was backtraining armor in snoblins:

You suddenly feel airy and light as a feather, and you are whisked away to the midst of a blizzard, floating about a cloudy precipice. Apparently led by a much smaller figure, a pack of skeletal animalian monsters are scaling the mountain, their claws digging into the rock face with ease. One by one, the shrieking winds pluck the large creatures from the mountainside, purposefully hurling them against the jagged cliffs below. Their now-frozen skeletal frames shatter into a thousand beady green pieces as if glass.


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The Halfling, however, clings to the granite wall like a little undead spider; a barrage of wind-honed hails shreds his fingers into bloodless ribbons, yet he keeps on climbing without so much as a pause. As he grabs the final handhold with a triumphant yip, the sky darkens, churns and unleashes an ear-splitting lance of icy blue lightning aimed at him! The ensuing blast is powerful enough to send your incorporeal form hurtling back towards your body, ending your involuntary spirit walk as the smitten creature s ashes are scattered to the wind.


Glizten, cleric of Everild