Grim, but good work tonight.
I was notified that someone was going to be under magical attack and they were not able to protect themselves from it in any meaningful way. They wouldn’t have the capacity to understand, let alone do anything about it.
I couldn’t stand by amd let an innocent, a real innocent in this case, die due to petty bullshit from a wannabe magician.
Very well, let’s play the game.
My first call was to Ma’at. While I knew the relationship, I didn’t know anything else. While I could get it on my own, my relationship with her is such that I can ask.
I then took that signature and called on the local landspirits, pouring some beer for them, as I do whenever I drink something new. To my surprise, the Hawaiian landlords came, too. They were on board for a protection mission. Hell yeah.
I went back into my ritual space and felt Hel come up behind me with some of the dead. They were coming to help, too. Some were related to the person I chose tp protect. I don’t know about the rest, but they came on their own. I was grateful.
I lit joss sticks and several other kinds of incense, as requested, from my meager stash.
I then literally paced around my space for a bit to come up with the next part. I got the nudge.
I called Tiamat forth and let her come inside to taste some beer. She accepted and then suggested I call on Pazuzu, too, which I did. He also got to taste some beer.
At.this point, there were several layers of protection of different types, which was the best I was going to get.
I made it clear that how they all accomplished this, was up to them. They shpuld keep.me appraised if something else needs to be done.
I’m off to go burn the rest of my payment