Blood Feuds and Negotiations

A few nights ago, I was approached by a spirit that was desperate for help. My head was splitting open and my automatic writing was only vaguely working. I was getting messages that were in Latin, French, German, Spanish, English. All of these were different ways to try and translate their speech, his words. It took work with a few friends (in the real life), to help me at least piece it together. Mainly it was translating and then another helped with trying to get more information intuitively. Dues, their gods were of spring. There were words of slavery and kidnapping. They spoke of workers and betrayal. It was all so jumbled, and I spent a long time flitting back and forth between the physical and the Astral. He kept calling me Elontris, Elontris.. over and over, stressing that I was to be a mediator for them, to end the blood feud.
I have no name for the type of spirit that greeted me on the Astral, though I was able to draw a very good likeness to the one that approached me. Haeck (Hay-k), I’ll call him. He was desperate for help and it was so jumbled that I could not get the story straight. Words and images were pounding at my head. So I went upstairs to my room and worked on getting to the Astral. I can remember laying down to focus and managing to get into a good state of mind, when I appeared on the Astral. A lot of it has become a blur, because there was a sharp pain in my side from hip to ribcage on the left side. the next that I know, I am trapped in the Astral, unable to leave and I am hallucinating something horrible. According to the healers that I was transported to, I had been stabbed with a knife that had some hallucinogenic poison. In the normal time standards, I was incapacitated for about thirty minutes. When it was a fair few hours there.
Once I was able to regain my sense of self and without the nasty visions, which consisted of seeing every person as a skull that is covered with skin, no extra parts like the eyeballs or norse or lips, just skin over bone. It was creepy.
I woke up to Merkior, Haeck, the Healer, and Ro standing beside me. Apparently, Ro is the one that found me. I am sent back, waking up from the Astral. I was told to relax until my Astral body was able to recover. It took about another 30 minutes of laying there before I was able to do anything. During that time, I was able to work out exactly what had happened. The two different cultures, the one Haeck was from and their allies. The Allies believed that they had been slighted during the spring because the crops were shorter than they were supposed to be. They, with a betrayer/mole, kidnapped the people to sell as slaves and workers. A blood feud was called, the Allies retaliating again by destroying the statues of Haeck’s culture, the one that represents their deities. The deities were beyond livid at the destruction, Not caring who was at fault. I was called to end it and figure out a peaceful solution. Their whole kind were refugee in a deep forest to make sure none were taken again. The mole was weeded out as I recovered.

Going back in, I was able to meet up with Merkior, who was still in the room. This time though, it was darker outside, so I knew a decent amount of time had passed. I sat up and approached him, he handed over the treaty that he came up with my ideas. The peaceful solution was, is that the Allies were to receive their land, everything in it and the realm, so long as they returned those that have been enslaved and were to never contact them again. I agree and Merkior walks me from the Infirmary. We walk for a bit before I’m unable to hold it any longer. Are this point, I am told to go to sleep.Once I wake, I am thinking clearer and I was able to hold the Astral Travel long enough to complete what I needed to. I appear in the Castle Telron, where all of this has been stationed for the time being. I can feel my dress settled around me, and at this point, I am wearing the ritual markings on both my astral and physical form. My dress is white with these chiffon wings attached with delicate chains to my middle finger. I step out to have a fair few of the new arrivals and some of the Volunierk bow to me and greet me as Lady Elontris, though the Volunierk refer me to as a different title. Heack steps forward and asks if I am ready. We step into the realm of their previous Allies,

Once I get there, I can tell why Heack does not like it. As we walk, those that are there sniff and walk with their chins too high. They have the same type of body, but their faces are more angular, their teeth are completely sharp, they have more cat-like features, though they carried the high and mighty air. We step into the castle that was there, made of white marble. I am walking down the center and to the aisle, which is a red carpet type of deal. A leader is sitting in a throne and looks at us in distate. I state the reason we are there and that I am a meditator. I told him that he could refer to me as Elontris, as that is my title of the time there.

Eventually, I get them to agree to release the slaves and serfs, both dead and alive. I learned that the ones that passed away were burned and their ashes tossed to the side. Least to say, this was downright horrifying to Haeck. It apparently is a great insult to their culture. Their dead is buried in a ritual to return them to the ground and burning is the opposite of doing so.

They signed in blood, signaling the end of the contract. While we were doing the negotiations, I had Haeck send his people back to their city and take everything that they can to relocate to another realm and reestablish it. Once we left, I was taken to the city that previous held Haeck’s people. I have yet to learn more about them, other than that they are… astounding herbal, gardening, farming, anything plant skills. I was going help them get established, but I was forced out of the Astral and to rest because the previous-allied group’s realm felt very negative and drained everything from me.


The Core Between

So after trying to start work with the Astriferous, I head into the Astral, where I am immediately brought to my valley. It’s been about a year since I’ve stepped into it. I can feel the grass beneath my feet and I appear right next to the small stream. I bend down and scoop the cold and crisp water into my hand, so I could take a drink. I can feel the Astriferous manifest in front of me. He was in his natural form, His scales were almost shimmering/glinting. His jewel was shining on his forehead and his maroon eyes were bright.

My original sacred place, he was across the stream and he asked me if I wanted this. He bowed his head lower as I responded with a positive.

“Teach me, I welcome you to.”

This allowed him to cross over to my side of the valley, passing over my barrier (the stream).
He took me there to show me that this was mine, I created it with intent and imagery. For all intents and purposes, it existed because I brought it to life. I stood there, and I nodded in understanding. Suddenly, the world shifted and my valley shimmered and exploded away. It’s still there, but the very fabric of it was torn away to reveal what was behind.

It was pitch black. There was no up, no down, no sense of feeling or direction. Just power, sheer unaltered power. It pulsed, and echoed as if I heard the heartbeat of the Astral itself. It still echoes in my ears even now that I have left.

“This is the Core, the Black between the Realms. It is the Void, the core center of the astral. It is the standing foundation of it. It can create and it can destroy.”

He demonstrated by having me create a flower, one that I knew. Immediately, a purple iris grew slowly, but it was vibrant and so alive, more than on the physical realm. And the smell was radiant and divine, just like the grapes that my grandmother’s iris produces. I could see the life of the plant, the health and the vibrancy of it. It was real and I could feel it.

The Core, it is the base of all the Astral, it is what makes up the energy and the heart of it all. And every time that someone travels, they pass it by, though but a sliver of blackness as they walk through their created doorway. This is why they are the Keepers.

I asked him how they came to be. He only responded with this: “We come from nothing and then we come from everything. There is not a start to us, but we just came to being.”

From the concept and imagery he was showing me, he used his own body as an example. Their bodies are made of the energy of the astral, hence the blue-white colors, though the younger they are, the darker in color they are. The eldest are those that are pure white or a pale light blue. The one I work with, is the color of the opalite, I know he is much older than he gives off.

Back to how he came to be, I could see that within his body, images shimmered. It was a grassy world, with sloping hills and majestic beauty. It was old, and it was him. So this is my understanding, each realm has a dragon that is the embodiment of it, at least the extremely old realms. They (the realms) have absorbed so many energies that they become sentient, in which, a new Astriferous is born, or at least, that is their theory. They are also speaking of how a realm gets so old and treasured, that a single Keeper must be assigned to it, hence why some feel alive like they do. So it’s not something set in stone for sure, as to where they came from. It’s something to ponder,though.


I wasnt sure, and in some ways, I am still not sure. But to walk to the Astral, and watch as he transforms before my eyes. I’m trying to wrap my head around things. Trying to accept it as it comes.

Nothing can change the way he greeted me, the way held me.

“You are more beautiful than I have ever imagined.”

I think I’ve overloaded my senses and emotions. So feeling is not easy at the moment.

The vessel I’m using to connect with his energy and that of the Astriferous. It’ll take a bit to really understand what’s going on.

New Name, New Meaning

They appeared to me while I was doing a Calling. It was unusual, but I was thinking about the Astral and more traveling. I wondered if there was a skill that a dragon could easily use to help those with traveling. I was not expecting them to appear before me. It was especially prevalent when I found a necklace piece that reminded me of this new dragon’s coloring, but also the piercing gem upon his forehead.

I called them the Astral Dragons, simply because that is what they were and are. They are the embodiment of them and I cannot fault the simple logic I used. I had asked them if I may use a name of their kind, to which I was hearing they were referred to as The Keepers. As the embodiment of the Astral itself and of its energies, this does not surprise me that the Spirits call them by such titles.

Speaking of it with a group of spirit workers, I had mentioned that I had heard a name for them, but it didn’t make sense. Asatru, or the ones who worship the Aesir. It’s nordic practitioner. That was when another in tune with their energy picked up the name, Astriferous, which is a close sounding name as Asatru. It means, bearing stars, or also what Astral means of stars. It is quite fitting. I cannot wait to learn and know more of their kind.

Long Awaited


It’s been a long time since i have gone into the world of the Rajael, especially since it was when I first came into connect with them. Now though, it seems like i am being pulled to them more and more at times. Its wore when I am feeling particularly down and they feel I need to feel sensual and beautiful.

Going into the Astral, this is how I experience it.

the tunnel is dark as I walk though it, it’s always dark and it is always like a cave. I wonder if this is how I transition into the Astral, through a cave instead of like a doorway. I can feel the pull to them, it’s sensual just like their energy. If I would have to say, it is a more subtle version that the Seductors put off. The world turns a bit as things become clear and I appear int a room. The place is made of marble and its a mix of light and dark red colors. It’s smooth and cold underneath my feet, which are bare but bear beautiful slave anklets with toe rings. It’s a delicate silver chain that is outfitted with beautiful crystals that shine. I can feel the energy radiating off of them and I wonder if this is their version of crystals the can channel their energies. I’ll think on it another time.

I hear a tinkling of light bells, those attached to someone walking closer. My own clothing is quite light and airy, made of chiffon and I am sure that there is a lot of skin showing. I know that my top half is bear except for delicate chains overlapping into an elaborate chest piece and necklace. It barely covers the top of my exposed chest. I can feel the head ornament dip to the front of my third eyes and back into my hair, the same with chains attaching to my septum of my nose. I retain my nose piercing. I would expect to shiver in the state of undress, but I feel oddly comfortable.

“My Lady Ralkjin, please join us. You have been long awaited by Queen’s name Rajkallevra. Her Ravj awaits your arrival.”

She is very beautiful, outfitted in clothes that are more covering than mine, which means that she is a servant. her black hair swishes across her butt as she walks away, a graceful glide. Her wings are not apparent, but I can see where the scars on her back lay. I know that they can retract them as they please. Following the tinkling of the white clad servant girl, I go into a much smaller room filled with incense. The floor turns into a deep black marble and silken pillows fill the room. It was scattered, but I could see the bright colors of the Princesses and the Princes. There was no King at the present. The ages between the royal family varied from very young to well past adulthood. For the side of grace, I made sure to keep my eyes ahead and focused on the woman that sat in the largest and most elegant pillow seatee. It did not escape my notice that the males very extremely attractive, as were the females. While they were not of the sexual type, it was hard to escape those feelings of interest seeing half naked or mostly naked people standing around.

The Rajkallevra was gracious in welcoming me. She stood up and I gave her a short bow to show my respect. She wore almost no clothing of her own, instead where the chain adornment on my chest lay, were crystals embedded into her skin. It was extraordinary and beautiful all at once.

“Welcome Lady Ralkjin. It has been long since we have first contacted you.”

I bow my head. “It has been long, for that I apologize for the wait. It has been quite some year for me in the Human Realm.”

She smiled with a beautiful and kind gesture. “It is no worry, you are here now, and quite impressively, still aware of your own human body. I am impressed that you are taking down your experiences like how you are. Please feel free to speak of anything, so long as there are no names mentioned. It is thrilling to know that so many will picture our realm in such beautiful detail.”

The Rajkallevra bowed her head and motioned for the others around, “Come and enjoy your time here and experience our people. When you return back later on, I shall five you a tour of the city,”

There is shuffling as I am guided over to a large pillow where the Rajkallevra can still keep an eye on me. The closest Princes swarm over with the Princesses following. Some hang back, though I notice that it is the ones that are younger that approach me. I smile and indulged them in so many questions. Like how I am both here and there at the same time. What the world i come from is like, do we have others that look the same, why I wear so many clothes that cover my body when I am a station too high for such covering. it foes on and on, and the longer I speak with them, the more th older ones relax. Some start to join in with me and ask questions too.

Before too long, I must leave but I do not wish too. It is nice and it is comforting. I am welcome there, and they treat me very kindly.As i sit here with them, basking in their presence, I can feel them weaving my hair, which is longer than most of theirs. The younger girls  are enjoying weaving things into them. I manage to get a look and see that there are a variety of colored crystal beads. They seem to be very proud as I gaze at it. There is a red one, a ruby. It stands for the blood that I have spilt as a warrior. There is a white one that signifies that I am a Healer. There are a few others and placings that they ramble over. One that catches my attention is an arrangement of silver and gold. Some of the other males smirk and were pleased to explain.

The arrangement in my hair of silver and gold meant that while I am taken, I am not unavailable. It stands for the arrangement that I am mated to many but open for others if I should so please. I turned red at that and tried to look away from some of the more handsome ones. The queen took my embarrassment asa chance to wave me closer. I stood and joined her, wanting to know what she wished to speak of. She pulled me down to her level and whispered in my ear. If I wasn’t red before, I am now. She spoke of the same contract that I have with the Volunierk. Flushing, she knew that I had been given enough to work with. With a kiss on the cheek, she bade me farewell.

The same servant girl approached and took my hand. Guiding me back to the spot that I originally appeared. she bowed and wished me a safe journey back.

Note: This was the first time that I was awake and aware of what was happening on both sides, enough so that I could record what I saw. It is still rough and something that I may very well practice more.

Path of Desinty

The first time that I came across the Yilugh, pronounced yee-lew, was when my current girlfriend gifted me with a sterling silver locket. The locket itself had a heart that transformed into a buck and its antlers. After taking many Tests, the Yilugh have gifted me with the right to work with them in a more personal setting. They are in simple, the Deer of Destiny. They guide the highest of souls and people on their paths. They could be considered celestial as they work in line with those of the Fate deities and the Universe itself.

It’s taken me this long to finally get into good position of working with them. I had come across the one in my locket, whom is not the Leader, Aver, but is still close to my heart. He helped me through a different manner. That was how I first learned of them, when he appeared attached to my necklace and also held a deeper connection between myself and my mates. He would make it stronger in times that I needed it to ensure I knew that my mates loved me.

Getting off track, it was a great surprise tonight that not only was I reminded of the name that the Leader gave to me as his, but bestowed upon me two other names. The first was the name Yilugh which is the name of their kind. That is the most successful thing for me to receive, because that is a sign that I passed any Tests that they put me through on the Astral. The downside to the Testing though, is that it will have to wait until way later on and Aver deciding that I am allowed to remember, before I know exactly what occurred. Although, I do remember the initiation part of it, the beginning.

The second name that was given to me, Elontris , is a word that I have yet to learn the meaning of. It is like the term human, but it means being. Though, by how it is used, it can be a title or a simple term for a human/Being. But, it is also used as a way of being. It’s like a state of being. It’s quite odd, and I am not sure that I will ever figure out the true meaning, as it is lost in the translation. The best I figure, is that it is a name they have bestowed on me to use.

Walk In The Forest


The first time that I astral traveled to the Yilugh was just a bit ago. I wanted to randomly go to a new place to explore, and I found myself in a field. The field itself expanded to the side for miles and miles, but only existed to the back of me for a few meters. It faded off into the unknown that I do not want to know more about. The field stretched in front of me and came to an abrupt halt as a towering forest bordered it. I stepped closer, wanting to know more about the forest I appeared before, but came to a stop as many shimmering forms came into view.

That was the first time that I laid eyes on Aver. He stood taller than any deer that I have ever seen. With my height in the Astral being close to 7 feet, my head came up to the start of his neck, at the max. I mostly was at his sternum. There were many others that began to gather at the edge, never stepping into the field. The only one that did, was Aver. He walked forward with such grace that I was left in awe. His antlers were so massive that I stopped counting the branches at twenty, on one side. He was a pure white color, but his coat had a silver and light blue shimmer to them. There were light spots of dark navy that flickered on his face and back, Some were in the clear shape of the constellations, though they were not extremely obvious. He bowed his head slightly so that I could look in his eyes, before turning his head in a beckoning motion.

I walked beside him and the others for quite some time. I am not sure how long, but I do know that the light moved and slowly slipped between the branches and the horizon. Trees passed by, and yet there were no sounds or ambient noises. The forest was silent except for the noises created by myself and the Yilugh.

The sun had set and we reached an open clearing. It was quiet as only Aver and myself walked into it. The others spread out until they circled the clearing. I was directed to the center, where the canopy parted above, the night sky clear above. I knelt down and leaned my head back so that I could see the stars above. I soaked in their radiant light, felt the energy swirling around me. I knelt forward in a bow, giving reverence to the stars and the ones who guide the paths. I pulled myself out from the bow, still kneeling, and raised my head once more to the sky. This time, I could feel the leader reach his head down until his nose touched the center of my forehead. When he did, the world began to fade away and I was given his name, Aver. Aver is shortened for his actual name, but I wanted to have a name close to the energy he has.

I know that more happened with the Test, as I went in at least 3 or 4 more times. I cannot remember them at the moment, but it was enough that I could continue going on.