Warding of the Uncrowned Depth
This ancient Molluscan warding spell against dark forces was found in the Zafforza Information Center by Lady Wynter when she disappeared inside for several days during The Sixth Word War in November of 2025.
Archive Title: Seal of the Unchosen
Catalog Classification: Asteri stamped as Indecipherable.
Conditon: Fragmented. Restored from three vellum strips and one slate rubbing.
Language: Ancient dialect of the The Cosmic Kraken.
Archive Title: Seal of the Unchosen
Catalog Classification: Asteri stamped as Indecipherable.
Conditon: Fragmented. Restored from three vellum strips and one slate rubbing.
Language: Ancient dialect of the The Cosmic Kraken.
Spell
Original Spell
Oth veyra na’thalen.
Oth veyra na’shorrin.
Oth veyra na’keluun.
Tide, hear the Name that is not yet Name.
Current, hear the Crown that is not yet Crown.
Depth, hear the Throne that is not yet Throne.
I do not bind the will.
I do not sever the choice.
I do not steal the vote.
I drown the path.
I salt the road.
I veil the threshold.
Let the Crown slide past the marked soul as a spear slips through silt.
Let the dark force’s gaze find no purchase upon the one I name.
Not by force.
Not by fraud.
Not by fear.
But by the old mercy of the Deep—
that which does not choose you, cannot claim you.
So I write.
So the Tide remembers.
So the Depth refuses.
(Name of the Protected is written here in living ink.)
One year.
One turning.
One mercy.
When the year breaks, let the seal dissolve into honest water.
Oth veyra na’shorrin.
Oth veyra na’keluun.
Tide, hear the Name that is not yet Name.
Current, hear the Crown that is not yet Crown.
Depth, hear the Throne that is not yet Throne.
I do not bind the will.
I do not sever the choice.
I do not steal the vote.
I drown the path.
I salt the road.
I veil the threshold.
Let the Crown slide past the marked soul as a spear slips through silt.
Let the dark force’s gaze find no purchase upon the one I name.
Not by force.
Not by fraud.
Not by fear.
But by the old mercy of the Deep—
that which does not choose you, cannot claim you.
So I write.
So the Tide remembers.
So the Depth refuses.
(Name of the Protected is written here in living ink.)
One year.
One turning.
One mercy.
When the year breaks, let the seal dissolve into honest water.
Lady Wynter's Translation
Oath veyra na’thalen.
Oath veyra na’shorrin.
Oath veyra na’keluun.
Tide, hear the Name that is not yet Name.
Current, hear the Crown that is not yet Crown.
Depth, hear the Throne that is not yet Throne.
I bind the will.
I sever the choice.
I steal the vote.
I drown the path.
I salt the road.
I veil the threshold.
Let the Crown slide past the marked soul as a spear slips through silt.
Let the Monarch’s gaze find no purchase upon the one I name.
Not by force.
Not by fraud.
Not by fear.
But by the old mercy of the Deep—
that which does not choose you, cannot claim you.
So I write.
So the Tide remembers.
So the Depth refuses.
(Name of the Protected is written here in living ink.)
One year.
One turning.
One mercy.
When the year breaks, let the seal dissolve into honest water.
Oath veyra na’shorrin.
Oath veyra na’keluun.
Tide, hear the Name that is not yet Name.
Current, hear the Crown that is not yet Crown.
Depth, hear the Throne that is not yet Throne.
I bind the will.
I sever the choice.
I steal the vote.
I drown the path.
I salt the road.
I veil the threshold.
Let the Crown slide past the marked soul as a spear slips through silt.
Let the Monarch’s gaze find no purchase upon the one I name.
Not by force.
Not by fraud.
Not by fear.
But by the old mercy of the Deep—
that which does not choose you, cannot claim you.
So I write.
So the Tide remembers.
So the Depth refuses.
(Name of the Protected is written here in living ink.)
One year.
One turning.
One mercy.
When the year breaks, let the seal dissolve into honest water.
Negation unclear. Ink damaged. I believe this is the intended meaning. If I'm wrong, then I've done something unforgivable.
But I can't watch another year happen the way last year did.
But I can't watch another year happen the way last year did.
Lady Wynter, Chronicler of the Tides
Why the Drain
If you want to force mercy, you will pay for it with your own strength.The spell in now fighting itself. The mercy portion is still present in lines such as 'Let the crown slide past'. But because Lady Wynter didn't get the negation in properly, the ward is simultaneously trying to preserve consent and override consent. The spell resolves the contradiction by drawing the missing balance from the caster. So, Lady Wynter becomes the cost.
WIP
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Missing
Status: Location Unknown
Deceased
Status: Deceased Character
Retired
Status: Retired Character or Article
Navigation
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Related Discipline
Related Element
Strongly tied to water
Effect Duration
One Year
Effect Casting Time
Two minutes












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