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       # Grim Interconnections Ritual Solo.
   DIR By: BIGDoor82
       Date: January 2, 2025, 2:25 pm
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       2025-01-02 20:22:53 | 3702
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       [center]Detective Nate "Grim" Rhodes
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       Life is a grim road.[/center]
       Boston PD Homicide Detective | Moros | Adamantine Arrow
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       The top of the department. I have an idea. We develop
       sympathetic connections with people the more we interact with
       them. Someone here in the department interacts with Lola. I’m
       hoping they do so enough to develop that connection, so I come
       up to the roof, and with my ritual tools. I try to cast the
       spell simply a few times, but it just doesn’t work. I’m not
       skilled enough.
       So…I came back the next night on a mission. I will take my time
       and cast this correctly. I draw a circle on the gravel of the
       roof. I place runes that carry the weight of fate. I speak in
       the High Tongue, chanting words of power. It takes all night,
       and just as the sun peeks over the horizon, the magic flows
       and…fails…
       I was too distracted, too angry about a potential corrupt cop,
       so I took a few days. I center myself. Allow my mind to calm
       from the anger. Then, I tried again. Same ritual, same runes
       spray painted in the gravel. I start at the same moment and
       chant the same words, and finally when the spell is finished I
       see it. The connection I was looking for, but not where I
       expected it to be. The Janitor?
       I stand and clean my mess, spread the gravel so the painted
       stones no longer show a coherent image. I pack everything in my
       backpack. The sun is up, everyone is going home, including the
       janitor. I plan to follow him, see if he leads me anywhere
       interesting…
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