First contact

"Well well well what do we have here?" A treasure hoarder commented as he stared at the woman before him. The group couldn't believe their luck, it seems like some wealthy fool had come wandering around in their territory alone. The lady wore some of the most elegant and expensive clothes they had seen, surely they'd make a good score from her. Besides...even if she didn't, they were sure she could compensate them with her body.

"Stand aside you worthless trot. I have no time to waste on you." Osial scolded the foolish humans. They had been passing through when these insects had appeared. The ancient god was not in the mood to deal with these humans, seeing it as a waste of time and energy but it seems like these humans wanted a fight.

"Now lady, that's not how we do things here." One of the insects arrogantly walked up to them. "So why don't you give us all your valuable and maybe we can consider letting you through." He said smugly as he tried to rest a hand on Osial's shoulder. The possessed adepti wasn't having it. They gripped his hand with ease, stopping it from even touching their new form. Then without even missing a beat, the placed their own hand on the human's chest and dug their fingers in.

"Don't test me." Osial told him as pulled back their arm, holding within it the heart of the hoarder. They crushed it in there hand before dropping the hoarder on the floor with care and stomped a foot on their skull. She looked around at the horrified faces of the other hoarders that surrounded her. A smirk formed on her lips as she saw them all pale in realization and what they had gotten themselves into.

Some tried to flee, some tried to fight. It was all pointless before the overlord of the Vortex. Osial reveled in the bloodshed they brought as they easily wiped out the treasure hoarders one by one, fully enjoying the pain the brought to the humans of Morax's land. Once they were finished, Osial stood standing, blood soaking their clothes as they looked around at their handiwork.

"How pathetic." The chuckled as the brought a blood soaked finger to their lips and begun to lick it. It had been a while since they last enjoyed a human sacrifice. The moment the blood touched their tongue they felt an ecstasy like they hadn't felt in a while. The moaned in bliss as they licked more and more blood of their hands.

"Now then...what to do next." They pondered. It wouldn't do good to return home in such bloodstained clothes, it might draw unwanted questions from any unexpected guests. Perhaps they could change form once more or simply go and wash the blood off somewhere.