To the Abyss

Anja draws a pentagram in blood and begins to chant. The ground itself seems to open up into a fiery pit.

"Step into the pentagram my thrall."

You cringe at the very thought of it, but you find yourself stepping into it anyway. You feel a falling sensation, then darkness.

When you open your eyes you are in a cave. The stench of sulphur fills the air. The cave itself is warm and dimly lit by what look like pools of molten rock. Anja hovers over you.

"Now Malena, tell me about yourself. Spare no detail."

With that command you begin telling her your most intimate secrets, you tell her your desires, both intimate and mundane. You reach the part of your life where you swore to Hans you would take the Shining Stone to the druids and tell no one. You want to uphold your oath, but you find your will is no longer your own. Your secret spills out from you like water from a crumbling dam.

Upon hearing about the shining stone Anja smiles. "Hmm. This changes things my thrall. I usually like to take a few hundred years to break in a new apprentice, but we will have to expedite the process. You simply must bring that stone to the Druids."

The puzzlement on your face must have been obvious, because Anja continues. "The Legion of the Damned holds no love for the Dark Lord. We prefer our prey warm and willing. He prefers the comfort of the undead. We wish a kingdom of lust and depravity, while he simply prefers ****. We have an opportunity to stop the Dark Lord, and corrupt the Druids."

You are terrified of what you have unleashed.

Anja smiles showing razor sharp fangs. "You should be very happy, thrall."

You are suddenly very happy you have been able to help your mistress.

"Now Malena, time to begin your training."