Clutching Carcasses

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Forge Invocation

Forge 10: We call upon the Engine of Cycles, who consumes both living and dead to fuel its flames. With the heat of the Engine, we put this mass of useless flesh and bone to greater purpose. We will surely pass.
Forge 5: We call upon the Engine of Cycles, who is fuelled by the purest flame. We shall burn away the impurities of this place. We will probably be able to pass through its charred remains.
Forge 1: We call upon the Engine of Cycles, who is comprised of divine materials. May its pyre reforge us to power through this obstacle, or may it consume us all.
Forge Success: The smoke clears eventually. The Engine of Cycles has done its part in clearing the path, and now it is our job to cross through the ashes.
Forge Failure: The smoke clears eventually. The Engine of Cycles has done its part in reclaiming our useless flesh... except the obstacle still lies before us, wheezing and grasping still.

Winter 10: We call upon the Aged Bones, who commands her armies of death even in her own slumber. By her name shall we demand respect from these corpses and pass unmolested.
Winter 5: We call upon the Aged Bones, who separates the spirit from decrepitude. Their spirits shall be shunted from this world that we may hopefully pass in silence.
Winter 1: We call upon the Aged Bones, who demands respect from even the Dead. Even with our booming voices and confident strides, the Aged Bones may not lend her aid. We must tread carefully.
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