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Chapter 12
by Felix715
Did the exploration turn up anything?
A labyrinth of darkness.
Nisa sits in the center of the entrance chamber examining the growing mushroom with her smoky eyes. The violet demonic fluid painting her now dried. "Did you discover anything?" Your words drawing her attention to your presence.
"No creatures that I found. Just another chamber split by a large crevasse. It was too wide and deep for me to explore beyond." The demonic hissing of her voice refusing to echo within the rocky walls.
"Show me." You command and she obeys, leading you down through the tunnel she had entered earlier. A wide shaft only slightly descending further into earth. It's stone walls smooth as if deliberately carved by someone or something opening into a very large cavernous room a short distance later. Even with the dark vision given to you by Grevakhnu's blessing, you could not see how far it extends. The ground stretched about two hundred feet, you approximate, before it gave way to the large crevasse Nisa had mentioned and the sides even farther still. This room could possibly make for a grand ceremonial hall for your new cult to Zporaflor and Grevakhnu alike.
Nisa moves to the edge of the fissure and you follow her lead. Looking down, you can faintly make out the bottom, its walls smooth as the ones from the tunnel leading to the chamber. "I could not find a way down or across, Herald." She informs. Judging by the distance, a fall would probably be fatal to a mortal or at least leave them beaten and broken.
"You have done well Nisa. Continue to please me and I am sure Grevakhnu will reward your efforts." The words bring a smile to the girls lips. "Bring the mushroom down here. Place it near the edge. About here will do nicely." You indicate a spot about twenty feet from the ledge.
"As you wish, Herald." She gives a slight bow before making her way back to the entrance chamber.
Now if only the beast would return. You close your eyes and try to feel for its presence and a sensation rushes across your mind. Visions of its journey through the tunnels fill your head. A labyrinth of pathways winding through the darkness as branches lead to many smaller rooms than the one you now stand. You can feel the beast as it crawls through the blackness down the only remaining shaft unexplored. So far, it has found nothing that could cause the three of you harm. "Enough." You think. "That will suffice for now." The beast stops in its tracks reaching out to the walls with its thick tentacles while secreting a viscous black mucus from every inch of it's being. Soon the film covered the tunnel forming a thick barrier that gently vibrated with occasional bubbling.
The sounds of Nisa dragging the carcass of the wolf down into your new ceremonial hall could be heard. "I did not wish to remove it from it's nourishment, Herald." She states.
"No, that is best. It must continue to grow." You praise her service. "The beast has found many other chambers below. We can rest in one while we wait out the day." Making your way back to the entrance chamber with Nisa, you gather up your bedrolls and descend into the opposite tunnel. Twisting further into the the labyrinth you are convinced, with some work, this will serve as an ideal lair to spread the will of Grevakhnu. With her blessing you will soon found a grand cult within these walls. A few more turns and you enter a room much more spacious than your previous chambers from before you set out on this journey. "This will do nicely. Chambers befitting any Grand Warlock." You say. "Now only to furnish it in the coming days."
"As it please you, Herald." Nisa's quiet hiss answers you and she begins laying out your bedrolls, one atop the other.
"Tonight we served Grevakhnu well but there is still much to be done. We must rest for now." You advise the girl as she removes your robes. Laying down to rest, you consider tomorrow's possibilities as Nisa takes her place next to you. Your naked bodies pressed together as she lays her head on your chest, her firm ass cupped in your hand and you can feel the bulging of her demonically fertile belly pressed against your side.
How fares the night?
Evil Breeding Cult
Breed an army for your dark master
You are vested with dark, magical power by Grevakhnu, your fiendish patron. As the mother of the Abyss, Grevakhnu demands her disciples spread evil through vile rituals and monstrous crossbreeding. It is the eve of the unholy ceremony that will henceforth mark you as more than just another peon amidst the throngs of Grevakhnu's cult. After tonight, you are tasked with setting out into the world to establish a new cell of the cult. Your mission begins in the rural farming community west of Dalvathen, the capitol city of the region. Though you begin with limited resources, you have the basic tools to begin growing your cult. The choices you make will help raise or lower your favor in the demon queen's eyes. Spread your minions far and wide, and bring glory to Grevakhnu!
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Updated on Jun 12, 2025
by Roar of The Winning Punch
Created on Jul 30, 2018
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