Bhaal Demands- Part 1
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+A through F › Baldur's Gate
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
21,727
Reviews:
4
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Currently Reading:
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Lolth's Demands
The bar was poorly light, having only two torches to illuminate the place. Not that Viconia minded, she was more suited to the shadows and darkness. No, what was upsetting her was a different matter. Viconia's eyes locked onto the barkeep who nodded slightly then flew into a flurry of activity.
Men around the room, caped and cowled, drew daggers and wands and went about attacking the men at the centre table. The occupants of the table, paladins the lot of them, didn't see it coming as the worshippers of the new God of Murder slit their throats and threw the lifeless corpses to the ground. Viconia moved past the simple assassins and out into the night.
He was there then, clad in nothing but a well placed shadow. None of the trappings of a god he wore, nor did he give of an aura, neither did he stand taller then he did in life. He stood before his high priestess in complete honesty, completely bare.
"Viconia, nice work in there. Must admit, those paladins were getting a little too high and mighty", the Lord of Murder who even now spoke with the twinkle in his eye that he had in life," Come Viconia tell me, what it is you want in payment?"
" As you have gotten your revenge on those who cast you out", Viconia paused to see the flicker of anger that crossed her new lord's face whenever his falling was mentioned," so I would ask vengeance on those who cast me out".
"That is a tall order, especially since I know little of how you came to be cast out. Very well, on one condition".
"My body is yours lord".
A sncroscrossed the Lord of Murder's face," And so it shall be till the day I grow bored of you. No, my demand goes deeper then a quick romp through the hay. I want to know all your secrets Viconia."
"Impudent male", Viconia's eyes narrowed dangerously. Then she lowered her head, for a moment she had forgotten she was addressing a god. He didn't even notice he just stood before Viconia smiling.
"You can either give them freely to me, or I'll gather as many impudent males that I can find and have them get those secrets for me", his face contorted into a half smile that made Viconia very uneasy. He stepped forward and then darkness enveloped her.
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In the grim domain of the Menzoberranzan another life is born. It's older sisters watches as their mother, still weak from giving birth, stands up and carries the baby to the altar. Laying the child down, the Matron of the 20th house of the city prepares to offer the child up to Lolth. But an ill wind blows and a spider crawls out of some recess. Soon many spiders join it and crawl all over the newborn baby.
“It’s a sigom Lom Lloth, this child is chosen”, one of the older sisters, Inolt, speaks up. The Matron just gazes down in disbelief. Another child Lolth has spared. Every daughter and every son she ever bore was destined to be sent to Lolth for more power and every daughter and every son was always spared. The Matron sighed, grabbing the child roughly a the the ankles and tossing the babe to Inolt. Inolt easily caught the child in mid-air, making a great effort to look like she wasn‘t trying to.
Soon the temple of the House Valsun emptied and Inolt and child were alone. Inolt cradled the babe with much care,” You don’t have a name. Shall I name you”, she paused as if to give the child chance to answer, ”Very well, you shall be called Viconia little sister. How is that? Viconia, Viconia. Yes that is right, the perfect name for a high-priestess of Lolth.”
Men around the room, caped and cowled, drew daggers and wands and went about attacking the men at the centre table. The occupants of the table, paladins the lot of them, didn't see it coming as the worshippers of the new God of Murder slit their throats and threw the lifeless corpses to the ground. Viconia moved past the simple assassins and out into the night.
He was there then, clad in nothing but a well placed shadow. None of the trappings of a god he wore, nor did he give of an aura, neither did he stand taller then he did in life. He stood before his high priestess in complete honesty, completely bare.
"Viconia, nice work in there. Must admit, those paladins were getting a little too high and mighty", the Lord of Murder who even now spoke with the twinkle in his eye that he had in life," Come Viconia tell me, what it is you want in payment?"
" As you have gotten your revenge on those who cast you out", Viconia paused to see the flicker of anger that crossed her new lord's face whenever his falling was mentioned," so I would ask vengeance on those who cast me out".
"That is a tall order, especially since I know little of how you came to be cast out. Very well, on one condition".
"My body is yours lord".
A sncroscrossed the Lord of Murder's face," And so it shall be till the day I grow bored of you. No, my demand goes deeper then a quick romp through the hay. I want to know all your secrets Viconia."
"Impudent male", Viconia's eyes narrowed dangerously. Then she lowered her head, for a moment she had forgotten she was addressing a god. He didn't even notice he just stood before Viconia smiling.
"You can either give them freely to me, or I'll gather as many impudent males that I can find and have them get those secrets for me", his face contorted into a half smile that made Viconia very uneasy. He stepped forward and then darkness enveloped her.
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In the grim domain of the Menzoberranzan another life is born. It's older sisters watches as their mother, still weak from giving birth, stands up and carries the baby to the altar. Laying the child down, the Matron of the 20th house of the city prepares to offer the child up to Lolth. But an ill wind blows and a spider crawls out of some recess. Soon many spiders join it and crawl all over the newborn baby.
“It’s a sigom Lom Lloth, this child is chosen”, one of the older sisters, Inolt, speaks up. The Matron just gazes down in disbelief. Another child Lolth has spared. Every daughter and every son she ever bore was destined to be sent to Lolth for more power and every daughter and every son was always spared. The Matron sighed, grabbing the child roughly a the the ankles and tossing the babe to Inolt. Inolt easily caught the child in mid-air, making a great effort to look like she wasn‘t trying to.
Soon the temple of the House Valsun emptied and Inolt and child were alone. Inolt cradled the babe with much care,” You don’t have a name. Shall I name you”, she paused as if to give the child chance to answer, ”Very well, you shall be called Viconia little sister. How is that? Viconia, Viconia. Yes that is right, the perfect name for a high-priestess of Lolth.”