Ryena Scion of Melanoche

Ryena pick up the book and it begins glowing with a dark light but her meek demeanor suddenly changes and her physical form is transformed. Her skin begins to take on a blackish purple, her eyes glow with a dark light, her body becomes more voluptuous, she grows a small pair of horns on her forehead. She begins chanting and runes carved into the walls around the cave emit the same dark light. She approaches slowly, with a more elegant step book in one hand and dagger drawn in the other and her voice with a chorus of demonic cadence speaks "Grok, servant of the Dark Sisters, I Ryena Grimmore, Sister of the Night order and daughter of Melonache command thee to submit!" One of the runic lights beams out at Grok, a pain strikes him but not physically it tears into his mind like a migraine. Grok shouts in anger, "Damn Bitch! What are you doing" he rises and stomps towards Ryena, who quickly shouts "Submit!" again and another light hits him from a different direction this time his legs feel ice cold and cramp making him fall to his knees, in a pained cry "You will not make me give in!" from his new bodies instincts he reacts by bellowing a line of acidic poison towards her, her eyes glow and she chants another word and the spray hits a barrier made of purple light, the acid sizzles and poxes the stone around her. With a stronger tone she enchants "Submit!" this time when the light hits Grok his body begins to feel like its burning his veins begin glowing with the same violet light, he can only gargle noises of frustration as acidic drools from his lips. Grok in his mind this seeming taking an eternity to happen remembers the promises of power from the goddesses. He can see them in his mind and hear their laughter "Poor snowflake, did you think we were going to just let you have everything without testing you? We have had so many promising candidates fail us because of bad decisions. So we arranged a caretaker for you. " Grok can see Carnachias grinning " If you manage to free yourself from Ryena then we will release the hold on your powers"

What seemed like a 10 minute conversation with the goddesses his vision returns to reality, he manages to gurgle "Damn Goddesses!", His will broken the anger in him subsides and the pain lifts just enough, but the lingering tension across his body still holds, he takes a breath, Ryena approaching dagger drawn. "Do you submit Grok?" the same grin on her face as the goddesses.