| I had kept Xun’riia in a cell for many days. It was for her own protection, I could not chance letting her wander out. Not after the last incident. But this arrangement was doing none of us any good, I had to come up with another solution. Jyslin is a bitch. I asked her to support me in raising a Yochlol so that I could get to the bottom of Xun’riia’s torment, but she refused. She refused to jeopardise her standing with Lloth for what she still regards as an Eilistraeean worshipper. Huh! Does she not realise what great service Xun has provided Lloth with? I still think the Divine Mother is testing me. Now is the time to take a risk.
Xun’riia was calm, so we went to Lloth’s temple. It would be here that I would find out if Lloth favoured me or not. I looked into her eyes, they were starting to subtly change, a sign that the thing that possessed her was beginning to rise again. I began to pray and prepare the sacrifice. It was me who caused Xun to become possessed in the first place. It was me that incurred Lloth’s ire. It is me who will banish it if Lloth wills it. I placed several empty glass pots in front of me, preparing for the rite. If this did not work then all that I had left was to summon a Yochlol. If I survived of course. I then turned to Xun and asked her for her dagger.
I took the dagger and and cut deep into my left forearm. Blood immediately began to flow thick and fast. I dropped the dagger and filled the first pot with my blood. Once filled I threw it at the wall decorated with the image of the Spider Queen. Take that you bitch! I filled another and another and repeated the act. Nothing. I filled a fourth pot and was beginning to weaken due to the loss of blood. It flowed freely from my arm, a large red puddle grew around my knees. Still nothing. Lloth you bitch! This is I your servant Faeryl. Drink my blood. Answer me! I struggled to fill the fifth pot and weakly threw it towards Lloth’s image, it barely made it. Weak, fainting, dying. Just as my world went black, I heard a loud crack of thunder and felt the temple shake. Then nothing!
Eyes flutter and eventually open. Xun’riia is kneeling over me, tending to me. I note her eyes are back to normal. The blood has stopped flowing from my arm, the wound is beginning to close but a scar will be there to ever remind me. I am in Lloth’s favour. We are in Lloth’s favour. She had willed that both Xun and myself were still useful to her. We got back to the stronghold and I took the risk to check Xun’riia’s mind, that the possessor was indeed banished. Under she went and I searched, I prodded and I tested. Nothing. Only the memories and the thoughts of Xun’riia herself. She was herself again. I brought her awake and told her the good news, Lloth had come through for us. Then we celebrated. |