THE WARDEN TREE, RUNECRAFT MAGIC
THE WARDEN TREE, RUNECRAFT MAGIC
THE WARDEN TREE, RUNECRAFT MAGIC
THE WARDEN TREE, RUNECRAFT MAGIC
THE WARDEN TREE, RUNECRAFT MAGIC
THE WARDEN TREE, RUNECRAFT MAGIC
THE WARDEN TREE, RUNECRAFT MAGIC

THE WARDEN TREE, RUNECRAFT MAGIC

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The places that I have been are numerous.  There really isn't anywhere that I haven't been.  There are lots of placed with plnety of time for me to see them.  This is one of the advantages of being immortal.  Some days it can also be a curse.  Either way, most times I travel alone, meeting acquaintances as I travel.  When traveling in Norway, who simply went by the nomicker, Erilaz.  I met him in Norway while I was traveling through to see the Northern lights.  He was hospitable enough to give me place to stay in a small Inn that he kept.  Besides the fact that I was there, I don't think that his Inn had seen business in a long time.  It was a tired, quaint little place where I could just sit back and reflect on myself.  Even after all these years and the magic that I have acquired it is still refreshing to sit back and meditate on all the things that I have come to know and see.  It keeps them fresh and anew in my mind so that way my power will never dwindle or diminish.

The first night I stayed in Norway was relaxing to the point where I almost thought I was having audible hallucinations.  Although it was windy and the wind rattled the shutters on the old inn, I swore I could hear someone calling my name.  It was almost as if my name was being whispered through the trees.  The second night I was there, the wind progressed.  I was in a dead sleep when I sat up and in bed because of all the racket the branches were making outside of the window.  Then, I heard someone whispering my name plain as day.  I got out of bed, dressed myself, and began to follow the voice. 

Outside of the Inn, the trees rustled in the night wind.  With the rustle of each leaf, I could hear my name being called until the wind hit the next tree and the leaves on that tree began where the previous tree had left off.  Pretty soon I was on a wild game of cat and mouse, as I feverishly made my way from tree to tree.  The voice led me to a grove of ash trees, where the whispering of my name began to grow into a chant.  It led me through the woods by the light of a silvery full moon, leading me to a small grove where the wind ceased completely.  From behind the tree stepped Erilaz, the Inn Keeper.  He was clothed in a satin robe, with his aged, white beard.  He took a few steps toward me then turned around to face the tree.

Erilaz spun about face then began to mutter something inaudibly towards the tree.  The tree becamse ablaze in a bluish white light and began to speak in an angelic voice that was as captivating to hear as the melodic notes of the harp.  At this point in time it became clear to me that I was in the presence of a Warden Tree and that this grove was no grove at all.  Instead, the clearing was a burial plot of the ancients, with the tree standing as an ancient monolith to designate this consecrated place.  As the tree spoke, ancient runes were expelled from the branches and I could not make out the ancient runes, but I connected with the psychically.  In doing so, I was given the inclination to understand that this tree was an offspring of the Yggdrasil. The Warden Tree's roots intertwined with the Yggdrasil, which gave the tree magic and life, like an umbilical chord that bleeds life into an unborn child in the mother's womb. 

The Tree spoke in an ancient set of runes that were set afloat in the grove illuminating the grove with a pale blue light.  The energy exerted from the light was imminent and I could feel its presence.  Erilaz placed an object on the ground and again muttered something.  The blue runes and the light they emitted began to funnel towards the item like a vortex.  I watched as the energy from the Warden tree was spoken and put directly into the object that Erilaz had placed on the ground.  The vortex remained for a few minutes until the Warden tree was done speaking, after which the blue light faded out like a dying flame.  Erilaz gave me a look in the dark, his face appearing hollow and his eyes glowing a strange color.  I caught a mere glimpse of his left eye with mine and as if I was drunk with wine, I began to feel intoxicated.  When I awoke I was back at the inn with the comfort of my own bed.

I remember thinking to myself that I had imagined it all.  The wind had ceased, the sun was shining and I had no recollection of what had happened after the tree spoke.  Just as I was about to make my way believing that it had all been a pretty cool dream, I noticed a small box on top of the dressed.  Inside the box was this item and a note from Erilaz.  In a nutshell the note read that the Warden Tree only awakes once every couple of years to speak its ancient knowledge every once in a while.  He concluded that the powers in the magic I had, when passing through, activated the Warden Tree, which is the last known Warden tree to have roots linked directly to the Yggdrasil, or in other words the Tree of Life.  For his appreciation he had made this piece for me last night, using the vortex to funnel in the secret ancient teachings of the Yggdrasil, telling me that mystery of my discovery lies in waiting. 

This piece is extremely enchanted.  It received the talking runes right from a warden tree whose roots are meshed with the actual Tree of Life.  Using this piece was incredible.  It allowed me to travel freely amongst the Nine World of Existence, to experience not just life, but overall being.  With this item, I existed not as a mortal but as an immortal spirit who dwells in the Tree of Life.  I was able to sit at the Tables where the gods hold their courts, to develop their powers, and practice their magic.  I was given a sacred form of Runic Magic that provided me with a transformation that allowed me to come back to the mortal realm, but exist in any of the nine realms that I chose to exist at any time.  This gave me access to a very real and very pure set of magic rites, all written on ancient rune tablets, in another layer of the nine existences.  Being able to travel to and from gave me a better understanding all types of magic those being immortality, wealth, transformation, alchemy, pure knowledge of cyclic rebirth, etc.  This piece is like the all key to a flowing source of eternal knowledge.  It will allow you to unlock the door to the Yggdrasil, to exist on the Tree of Life and to obtain all the powers and answers that you seek to find esoterically, spiritual, and magically.  It can bring you literally any type of magic that want, because when you are the Tree of Life, which is the embodiment of everything in one eternal power source, there's nothing that you will not be able to get answer to!! 

I just wanted to add that this item also lets you develop your own magic runes, which are basically spells that you will be able to use as empowerment for both yourself and third parties!

IN ORDER TO ACTIVATE THIS ITEM, YOU MUST BURN INCENSE IN THE BOWL.  THIS WILL ACT AS AN OFFERING TO THE GODS AND THE SMOKE FROM THE BOWL WILL ALLOW YOU TO KEEP ON PRODUCING YOUR OWN MAGICAL PIECES ON TOP OF ALL THE MAGIC THAT THIS PIECE ALREADY BRINGS FOR YOU.  YOU CAN BURN WHATEVER YOU'D LIKE IN THE BOWL, KEEP IT CREATIVE.  THE MORE CREATIVE YOU BECOME, THE MORE POWERFUL YOUR MAGIC WILL BECOME.  THE WAND THAT COMES WITH THIS PIECE IS TO BE ABLE TO MIX UP YOUR LIQUID OR SOLID INCENSES OR MIX THEM TOGETHER OR WHATEVER IT IS YOU WANT TO DO.  WHEN THE GODS SMELL YOU INCENSE, YOUR POWERS WILL INTENSIFY AND YOU WILL BE ABLE TO, AGAIN, MAKE YOUR OWN MAGICAL PIECES THAT YOU CAN EITHER KEEP FOR YOURSELF OR DISTRIBUTE TO YOUR FRIENDS.   

 

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