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>>189315
>>189327
Dust freezes for a minute. He stares at the mare. He almost reaches for his flail a few times. He starts a few prayers under his breath before stopping. He finally lowers his head for a minute, and finally looks up.
"Our discussion is not done
We will resume when the day is won."
Dust plods off, obvious he will not partake, nor witness this.
>>189328
My nuts are sufficiently kicked

>>189334
"A level-headed and wise response, as expected of an accomplished priest. We will speak again, and exact our conflicts then. In the meantime, use those rhyming skills of your to keep Pipette out of the dream realm."
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Posey then returns to the leviathan bones.
She circles the bones, having gathered them in two piles: one Huge sized pile, consisting of the Leviathan's bones, and a second large sized one consisting of the smaller seal bones and whale bones, humming a subtle, indistinct mantra that may or may not be part of her spell. She unscrews the cap on the core of her scroll and shakes out a few black jewels, silently lamenting at having to expend them all so early in her career.

She turns to the onlookers
"The practices of my mentor's arcane thesis were a closely guarded secret. They shared them with nopony, not even me. It was through trust and privilege that they bestowed me with this scroll to use tonight. Keeping their secrets was a an oath that I made in exchange for their teachings, and my eventual emancipation. I would appreciate if the rest of you, especially the unicorns, would look away and cover your ears for this next part, but I cannot force you: like that honorable zegro before, I too must make compromises with my code of conduct."

Whether or not the onlookers honor her request, Posey proceeds to unfurl the scroll, scribbled with deranged inscrutable writing, levitates the gems into the eye sockets of the whales, and throws her head back and begins her chant:

"By the blackened sky and the starless sea,
I call upon the bones, from death set free.
From ocean depths where light dares not tread,
Rise, Leviathan, from the realm of the dead.

Whale of shadows, ancient and vast,
Awaken now from your timeless past.
Let the marrow of your bones ignite,
As ghostly flesh returns to night.

By the cursed winds and the deep sea’s roar,
I summon thee, to walk once more.
Ghost-whale of the abyss, rise high,
Tear through the heavens, darken the sky.

Dagon’s servants, tremble with fear,
For the spirit of the deep draws near.
Devour their souls, their flesh, their breath,
Sift through their hearts and bring their death.

From the deep, from the void, from the edge of time,
Come forth, my leviathan, so cold, so prime.
Through oceans of sorrow and seas of hate,
You are my weapon, you are my fate.

Rise, oh rise, ghost whale of dread,
Bound by the tides, in death’s dark thread.
Devour the spawn of Dagon’s reach,
And claim the earth, the sea, the beach.

Let the waves churn, let the waters boil,
As your spirit stirs in the ancient coil.
Leviathan, arise to feast and roam,
Take back the seas—this world is your home!"

Posey then makes two boops, completing the Animate Dead Spell, with intent to reanimate one Huge sized advanced bone lurker and one large typical bone lurker, in the form of spectral whales made of shambling unconnected bones.

Yay! I got to cast animate dead for the second time in this game :D

At GM's discretion, the residual magic in the leviathan bones may act as an additional material component to cause something unexpected to happen. Or perhaps the loathing resentment within the spirit of this CR 25 monster causes the spell to go awry. Or perhaps the resulting beast gains intelligence and turns on its master. Or perhaps Posey's master hexes her for revealing their secrets. Anything can happen.

>>189336
>>189341
Fine, Silver takes Black Heel away from the scene of necromancy that's about to take place.

>>189336
Cavaliere looks suspiciously at Posey and the jewels, making an arcane knowledge check as to their nature:
[1d20+7 = (13+7) = 20]
However, he reluctantly turns around and, sitting on the ground, covers his ears. Or, at least, it's where his ears probably are. With griffons it's hard to say.

>>189345
Arcana would tell you that it's a material component of some sort.
Spellcraft would tell you what kind of spell it is.

The gems are black in color, and don't appear to be particularly precious (they're carved onyx)

>>189336
But first! Silver takes Black Heel aside, away from the scene currently unfolding, to discuss with him their plan moving forward, and especially to make sure that he and the commies won't fly off the handle around the airponies.

>>189336
I just remembered that my Spellgifted trait only applies to spells that I personally cast, so it turns out I do in fact still need to make a caster level check to activate this scroll, since I am one point short of the proper caster level.
The DC is 8, so I succeed if I roll a 2 or higher. If I fail I suffer a scroll mishap.
>inb4 nat 1
[1d20+7 = (8+7) = 15]

I apologize in advance if this fucks up everything.