Old Rituals, New Tests

[Kaja Wolfagen]

Sitting once more within the Grey Rose Dungeon an old orc Kaja Wolfagen, Shamen and follower of the bloods god's ways starts to undertake the task he had in mind when he allowed himself to be captured by the guard Durin.

Glancing to the jail door he can still sense the warmth beyond, the warmth of blood. The blood of his newly appointed guard, a human female whom he had encountered before.

Smiling coldly the old orc reaches into the open air with his gnarled hand and clutches what seems to be nothing. A strange hue engulfs the shamens hand and a bone knife seem to materialise out of the air to be held within the shamens grasp.

Slowly running the blade down his palm a steady stream of blood drips to the floor.

Now was the time to see if the enchantment he had placed a few days before still held. Reaching out with his mind Kaja seeks out the thoughts of the one he had been working his corruption upon. The one who had unwittingly partaken in a ritual of the deepest and darkest nature.

' Veralion yess, guards town, think the skulls be weak, fools, not worth spitting upon, yes you shall proove them wrong, yess. Captured your shamen yess, attacked him in cold blood, no reason, did it to proove how weak orcs be. Called you fool, no honour, weak old fool. Mus proove them otherwise yess. '

Leaving the thoughts sitting within his victims mind the shamen smiles to himself and breaks the connection..

[veralion]

Clearly, something is having an effect on Veralion. Thus, the entire Bloodskull Clan is effected.