Blood Rituals: A New Chorus
The cavern in which I had dwelt for some time now was alight with purple and green faerie fire. It had been sometime since my last sacrifice to Lady Lolth. I had been busily working to increase the numbers
of devout in Her name. She has been pleased thus far, and I am grateful that she has favored me, but a male..Nay not just a male. Her Champion.
Recently I have come upon a rare item that requires growth. A gift of Lolth? I could only imagine what gifts lie dormant within the gem studded pendant. However, in order for those powers to be brought forth required a power source. I had reached a a rather large dilemma. This problem had required that I go away for some time to think of a solution to a very serious problem. Tapping its powers required power that was beyond even me.
To require something of equal or greater power in order to be granted its gift was ingenius really.
After several weeks I had happened upon the solution, but the simple thought of it would have made me a laughing stock amongst the "sane".
I needed a celestial.
Hardly an easy task to acquire one, but it was doable. I spent the better part of a eighteen cycles checking and rechecking my summoning chamber. Everything had to be perfect. Celestials could hardly
be considered guppies of the cosmos. The circles of power had been drawn, runes scribed, and blood spilled. Everything symmetric. Everything perfect. The pendant hung suspended high above in the center of the circular chamber.
Willing my innate powers of levitation granted by my birthright, I floated inches from the ground. I prepared my spells vs. good, against fire, and from mental insinuations. I could take no chances. I had even prepared a spell to protect against physical attacks. I took final measure of the chamber, nodding with approval and admiration at the grand work, and my hands suddenly began to weave webs of power in the air. My voice deep, and loud. Arcane words of power long forgotten flowed from my lips, and the thousands of gems that studded the chamber began to glow brightly. Darkness was called as I continued to weave my spell of summoning; willing the shadows to flood the room in pitch. The light only fed a celestial.
Finally, with a magically enhanced, booming voice I called out the name Treflah. Suddenly there was an almost unnerving hush, and then a light nearly as bright as the sun began to pulsate, and then with a sudden flash the most beautiful, and magnificant creature in all of the cosmos stood before me.
Large feathers of red and white hung from great wings that sprouted from her back. Her skin smooth and tan. Her eyes were as large as a fist, and her breasts supple. The body perfectly curved and proportioned. Her legs were more akin to that of a bird kind which ended in three great talons. Hanging from her hip was a great sword that radiated with its own brightness. "Good" stank up the room, but my evil held it fast.
Treflah glanced around and once I was located the most beautiful tenor voice called out from her lips "I am bound, why?". Why indeed. "why" was always a question that invoked anger from me. With a sneer I answer back "because I will it". She studied me for some time, but without notice an itching feeling began
at the back of my skull. I laughed heartily at her feeble attempt to probe my mind. Her frown could almost have touched the floor, "We are not enemies" she intoned. "You are both wrong and correct" I replied, "I am your enemy, and you are my food".
"Others will find me. They will avenge my death" She said defiantly.
"I can only hope so" I chuckled. With that she brought up her sword and began to strike at the invisible barrier. It was to no avail of course. With that I cast a powerful penalization spell, and held her still. The pendant glowed a radiant and HUNGRY red. I allowed her head to move, as the pendant slowly descended to just above her head.
She looked as if she wished to cry. "Will it hurt?" she asked, but already knowing the answer defeat was clear in her eyes. She could not fight me. Lolth was on my side. Nevertheless I replied "Yes", and with that silver rods almost instantly sprouted from the pendant and burrowed deep into her flesh. With each pulse from the radiant artifact invoked screams of pain, and a little thinner celestial.
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Several days have passed and already the chamber has begun to fill with other celestials.
A spell of silence became a needed thing after a while. So many screams of pain as the pendant fed could
attract unwanted guests, and I was a busy Drow. I now smile at that thought of my new toy as I plunge
a dagger deep into the chest of the child before me. Soon all would know Lolth's wrath.
They would know Her greatness, and be in awe.
After removing the heart of the child and offering it to Lolths handmaiden I made my way back to the
summoning chamber now filled with celestials and daemons alike.
Praise be to Lolth. Hail and fear Her.
~Tocharaeh D'Araesth
Champion. Devout. Chosen.