Necronomicon 'Sigil' .

[Firetree]

Visiting friend (on leaving ) ; '' How come your repeller doesn't work on me ? ''

Me ; '' My what ?''

Her ; '' That symbol carved into the stone block at the beginning of your entrance path .''

Me; '' Ohhhh .... the 'Sigil of the Gateway ' .

Her ; '' Whatever ... but I just breeze past it with no effect .''

Me ; '' So ? ''

Her : ''Its not working then .''

Me; '' Well, my dear , it's out there to repell dickheads and idiots . ''

Her ; '' ... oh yeah , right ! ''

 

[A.Nox]

Gateway sigils have their quirks…
Sometimes they react to people, and sometimes to whatever’s buried in the backyard.

In your case, I suspect it’s better not to ask for details.”

 

[Firetree]

Gateway sigils have their quirks…
Sometimes they react to people, and sometimes to whatever’s buried in the backyard.

In your case, I suspect it’s better not to ask for details.”

I will give you one ... and it does relate to what is buried n the 'back yard ' ;

Chaelundi Forest Protest . Not only where they starting to log into an illegal area and getting closer to a preserved pristine ecological spot , it had magical significance . The elders ( indigenous ) were very concerned ; DO NOT disturb that area and do not even go there . They had an ancient story that in the past , there was some bad shit going down and a kadaicha man called up a dangerous force to deal with it , it did the job but then got out of control and went on a rampage ( I am reminded here of Sekhmet ) . So related Kadiacha were called together and cut it up, bound each piece and burried it under magical protection . They were worried that it got disturbed it would reform .

It was a long and grueling process and had more than one battle going on more than one front . Barricades , tripods , all sorts of things but they kept getting pulled down and people carried off , gradually the line was moving towards the area .

Then it all got focused on one road , we went there and there was already a barricade across the road ; some large concrete drainage pipes had been taken and dug into the ground standing upright . It looked formidable but no match for a dozer . people had painted stuff on it ... basically 'go away ' ( to put it nicely ) .

For some reason , on a central one I decided to paint a big

Most didnt know what it was , a witchy friend of mine smiled , someone else scoffed . . . we knew the 'story ' .

next morning the enemy arrives , sees the barricade and retreats , soon we hear the dozer coming , He gets near it and stops, there is some discussion with others urging him to go through it but he is '' Fuck this ! That's it .. look , I have been abused , had piss bombs dropped on me and my equipment , had crazy hippies jumping in the way ... but that shit is black magic , I dont want anything to do with this fucked up circus anymore , I am out ! '' turns around and drives away .

and we are all ....

Me ; '' Well, that worked better than I expected ! ''

( By the way, we eventually won, The area has a special protection order on it now .... well , so far ... those bastards keep trying to change the law on it )

 

[A.Nox]

I will give you one ... and it does relate to what is buried n the 'back yard ' ;

Chaelundi Forest Protest . Not only where they starting to log into an illegal area and getting closer to a preserved pristine ecological spot , it had magical significance . The elders ( indigenous ) were very concerned ; DO NOT disturb that area and do not even go there . They had an ancient story that in the past , there was some bad shit going down and a kadaicha man called up a dangerous force to deal with it , it did the job but then got out of control and went on a rampage ( I am reminded here of Sekhmet ) . So related Kadiacha were called together and cut it up, bound each piece and burried it under magical protection . They were worried that it got disturbed it would reform .

It was a long and grueling process and had more than one battle going on more than one front . Barricades , tripods , all sorts of things but they kept getting pulled down and people carried off , gradually the line was moving towards the area .

Then it all got focused on one road , we went there and there was already a barricade across the road ; some large concrete drainage pipes had been taken and dug into the ground standing upright . It looked formidable but no match for a dozer . people had painted stuff on it ... basically 'go away ' ( to put it nicely ) .

For some reason , on a central one I decided to paint a big

Most didnt know what it was , a witchy friend of mine smiled , someone else scoffed . . . we knew the 'story ' .

next morning the enemy arrives , sees the barricade and retreats , soon we hear the dozer coming , He gets near it and stops, there is some discussion with others urging him to go through it but he is '' Fuck this ! That's it .. look , I have been abused , had piss bombs dropped on me and my equipment , had crazy hippies jumping in the way ... but that shit is black magic , I dont want anything to do with this fucked up circus anymore , I am out ! '' turns around and drives away .

and we are all ....

Me ; '' Well, that worked better than I expected ! ''

( By the way, we eventually won, The area has a special protection order on it now .... well , so far ... those bastards keep trying to change the law on it )

That’s an incredible account — and honestly, it explains why certain thresholds react the way they do.
Places touched by old forces never forget.
No wonder the symbol stopped more than people expected.”