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[It begins with a shout. And then:]

HEAR ME!
I am he who BURNS and THUNDERS.
I am he of RUSHING FIRE.
I am every SPELL and SCOURGE.

That you have come to this land which I have claimed for MYSELF and for my FOLLOWERS.
That you have disgraced my SERVANTS.
That you have wounded those who serve ME.
That you have denied my claim on this LAND.
That you defy me in my RIGHTS of dominion of this place from its HEART to the RIM of the world.

O that my mouth could consume you, that my mouth could eat of your flesh.

I am he whose mouth breathes FIRE.
I am MASTER in this place.

Defy me NOT.

That the strength of my SERVANTS cannot hold you.
That the force of my SERVANTS does not bind you.
That you would battle ME as you would an army.

VERY WELL.

If you would stand against me, hear my WORDS:

MAKE unto me a SACRIFICE such as would PLEASE ME and see if I grant you MERCY.

[ooc: Yes, it's the goat!!! This message is broadcast across the Network in real-time. (Special thanks to the Bornless Ritual.)

As of 6:00pm Eastern Time, if your character made an offering to save the City, please consider that offering as having been made and consumed by the goat. See this post for more information.

If your character is down in the City, feel free to have them hear strange sounds and see flashes of lightning and shadow coming from up on the mountain while this is going on!]

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Make of your HEART an offering to me.

Is this literal, or metaphorical?

MAKE of YOUR HEART an OFFERING to ME.

I will assume metaphorical. We are to offer something of the heart? From the heart?

Edited 2013-10-31 02:18 (UTC)

SILENCE.
Make me an OFFERING and see if I will show you MERCY.

You want something important, to us personally, the same as the deities did when we requested trades. Is that correct?

I am sorry for the questions, but I have never entered into an agreement with a sentient goat before and would like to have a fuller understanding of what you ask for.

You who would SEEK to understand cannot UNDERSTAND.

[That doesn't make sense, but Chekov has the sense not to say so. This creature is very powerful and he suspects he has tried its patience enough.]

Do memories please you? Very valuable ones?

Let it be something PRECIOUS.

Precious memories, yes. How do I give them to you?

THINK on them and DEDICATE them to me.
Make of them an OFFERING to me.

[Just make up a prayer or an offering ritual and dedicate the memories to the goat. After doing so, the memories themselves will take the form of small objects--shiny pebbles, beads, small butterflies, &c.--and will appear in the clearing.]

[Because Chekov has been in the City long enough to take events like this seriously and participated in trades, he does as the goat says and thinks of the night sky as seen on Earth--the constellations, the precise position of each familiar star. A memory of the sky might not seem like much, but, to someone out in space where the relative positions of stars change constantly, there's little as comforting as the well-known constellations of home.

The memory materializes as a golden star-shaped ornament. To the goat it goes.]

[And the goat will consume it, hungrily.]

IT IS SUFFICIENT.

[Sufficient? He already misses the memory. It had better be more than merely sufficient.]

Sufficient to earn mercy?

IT IS.