#oriax

There were people who looked at Oriax Tarkona and saw a vain, hedonistic, greedy sadist who thought hard work was for peasants. Those people were right.

But they knew him from parties and drug dens and backroom meetings. They’d never seen him here, in the midst of his workshop, with his long hair pulled back and his sleeves rolled up and thin Garlean rubber gloves up to his elbows. With his mask and goggles, he was as protected as he was going to get.

...Even so, he’d taken the extra precaution of kicking out his so-called assistants and closing all the windows. If someone was going to wind up poisoned, at least it’d only be him, and he’d had worse. Hells, he’d done worse to himself on purpose.

He took a moment to eyeball the herbs he’d just finished weighing, grinding, and weighing again. The bubbling chunk of apollyon shell he’d set to boiling was even now rendering its aetheric essence down. The whole room smelled like peppermint and shellfish, not a pleasant combination at the best of times. It would only get worse once he started adding the rest of the ingredients.

Why do I do this to myself?

There were alchemists who scooped up ingredients with their bare hands and measured them by feel or the voices of their ancestors. Not being suicidal, Ori used a spoon. At arms’ length. If he could have moved it with his mind he would’ve done that instead. One scoop into the alembic. Two. Three.

Nothing exploded. He waited, watching the water turn from green to blue. When it began to bubble, he added the distilled shell and an eighth of an ounce powdered aethersand. Steam rose, stinging his eyes.

Ah, right. Science.

If this worked, it would sharpen the drinker’s mind and speed their hands—not to mention make him a significant amount of money. If it didn’t…

He watched it boil, one eye on the timer he’d set. At the first shrill beep, he swooped in to take his new concoction off the fire.

Of course, that was when one of his smarter—or more sycophantic—assistants called through the door, “Master Tarkona?”

“If you hear a thud, come scrape me off the floor!” he called back.

She muttered something about him being a nutjob. Since this was true, he decided to ignore her.

Meanwhile, the tisane had cooled enough to be drinkable, so he braced himself and took a swig. It tasted predictably disgusting—he made a mental note to add sugar—but he didn’t immediately keel over.

Long seconds passed.

He was still alive. He could test its efficacy later.

Enn:Lirach mena Orias anay na

Other names:Oriax, Ornias

The Fifty-ninth Spirit is Marquis Oriax, or Orias. He appears in the form of a lion, riding upon a horse mighty and strong, with a serpent’s tail; and he holds in his right hand two great serpents hissing. Orias can help you get physically fit and healthy. He teaches the virtues of the stars, and to know the mansions of the planets, and how to understand their virtues. He also transforms men, and he gives dignities, prelacies, He confirmation thereof; also favour with friends and with foes. and provides opportunities to prove that you are worthy of holding and keeping such places of power and influence. He governs 30 legions of spirits.

Call upon Marquis Orias for

⬩Dignities

⬩Favor with friends and enemies

⬩Health and physical fitness

⬩Provides opportunities that you are worthy of holding place of power and influence

⬩Transformation

⬩Virtues of stars and mansions of planets

⊱•━━━━━━⊰In Ritual⊱━━━━━•⊰

Enn:Lirach mena Orias anay na

Sigil:Posted above

Plant:Sealwort

Incense:Jasmine

⬩Purple candles or objects

⬩Ask Marquis Orobas what he likes⬩

⬩It is important to learn protections before trying to work with any spirits. You can get tricksters and parasites if you don't.

Cleansings- cleaning your space of negative energies. You can burn herbs or incense for this.

Banishings- forcing negative energies out of your space. The lesser banishing ritual is one of the most commonly used.

Warding- wards keep negative energy out of your space. Amulets, sigils and talismans do this.

Orias. 59th Goetic Spirit. Teaches astrology and grants dignities and confers favor to friends and enemies.

“Heart“, 2021.

The only thing she can give.

Her boyfriend’s name is Oriax, by the way.

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