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This is the story of those who gathered to build the heart of the Caern of Dokos.
Gathered around the epicenter were those who answered Gaia’s call. Building a caern is no easy feat, the ritemaster Pluck of the Vine began the rite that would risk all.
Among those gathered to aid were Artio [Korie], *Name is forgotten from record due to Nameless flaw*, Zolzya [Jeb], Polyphanes [Dan] and myself, Mooncaller as the five who would assist directly, with myself as Pluck of the Vine’s second in case the rite demanded it. However, there were other participants whose aid was no less important to the rite’s demanding tasks. Tsuna Tide Walker [Tyler], Amyntas [Taylor], Megistos [Matt], Sphinx [Kelly], Nikodemus [Andrew], and Dmitrios [Joe] provided invaluable aid as well.
This powerful rite creates a new caern by drawing the spirit world and the physical world closer together. Once begun, the caern would be under attack, as simply reciting the rite draws the attention of enemies seeking to take the energies for themselves, and actually performing the rite has been known to prove fatal. This is not the story of those who braved the would-be caern’s defense, but this rite was no less dangerous to those who underwent this arduous task.
Many Garou must channel their energy through a powerful leader to have even a hope of success. Whole packs have been known to die in the agony of failed attempts. It speaks of the character and spiritual grace of all involved that so many packs still stand this day alongside the newborn caern.
As sundown began, Pluck of the Vine was helpless while he chanted a long litany of verses to draw spiritual energies to the sept, leaving it to me to direct the others in the rite as I knew the ritual itself. With Pylphanes we called to the winds, following with Zolzya, *Name is forgotten from record due to Nameless flaw* , and Artio.
The first of the tasks began as we sought to breach our senses. Arcane spirits tied to Gaia lay down puzzles and secrets to decipher, and one by one we broke through the barriers of sight, smell, touch, taste and hearing. Each and every one brought their own contributions to the trial, and together we triumphed. The spirits were appeased and the gnostic energies began to flow.
The second trial began with setting the boundaries for the caern. Again the arcane spirits of Gaia set down tasks, this time to build runes of significance to them. A task made all the more daunting as information between the groups was limited by only being able to exchange pieces of the puzzle between each other at a time. Not to be outdone, the ritualists passed with flying colors, allowing the gnostic energies to gather in a large mass in the would-be heart of the caern.
The final task, the weaving of the gnostic energies, needed five Garou to allow the gnosis to be woven around and between them in order to symbolize the Garou harmony with Gaia. Five brave souls stepped into the confluence and the remainder began the delicate, and no less dangerous, task of weaving the energies around them. Once the woven energies stabilized, the ritemaster began the final preparations.
The final task complete, it was time for the toll to the spirits to be paid. Such was the contribution of gnosis from the would be sept at large that only once did the ritual bite at the six of us in the ritual. A pound of flesh taken, the ritual had enough gnosis to not take more, and the confluence of energies imploded into the caern heart before radiating into the miracle that is the birth of a new Caern. The Caern of Dokos.
However there was another task set before us. Three doors appeared. One led to a great library, full of strange trinkets, crystals and tomes. The second led to a vast armory of unknown potential. The last was a vault, empty but full of potential for what could be done with it. We were given a choice as to which door would open, with only enough spiritual energy to open the one at this time. The choice was made as most of the garou assembled moved to and entered the library.
A Caern of Wisdom was born.
With the Wisdom came a library full of knowledge to gain
Gnosis we gave in abundance, even to the point of being torn
In turn, Gaia gave us a Caern of Gnosis for spirituality to attain
Our defenders returned alive, given Her charity
To a wise and spiritual future full of prosperity
Sung by Aristeides 'Mooncaller'
Silverfang Lupus
Athro Galliard
431 BCE