GRISHULIIMA [1st Lesser under Gazigash]

[PolarLoLs 992]

 

 

Finally, the devil had arrived.

 

She woke in a bed of blood, the slow current muffled any but the sounds of fluids draining from her ears while drifting like some lost ply off the ocean. Those eyes opened up, glossy and red as she beheld a stormy sky- a sky veiled by storms that churned just ‘yonder. She sat up, only to find a spire of brass and copper, twisting with runes and marks of Old Blah,  a tinge of iron wafted.

 

“Urrûrz kulûk mal latum thrak lat tul”

“Vile thing, what brings you here?”

Like great horns that rattled even her very marrows, a voice bellowed through that desolate land.

It was as if she could sense it, she felt its presence yet her eyes did not gleam, tail whipping through the waters and feathers bristled in anticipation, but nothing came.

 

“Urrûrz kulûk mal latum thrak lat tul”

“Vile thing, what brings you here?”

 

It repeats, a question? She answered with an unsteady voice, disdain was there, for the Cursed Child was touched by its very enemy- yet it did not wave her off, She already offered herself to the spirits, some repentance is enough.

“Holly”

 

She croaked, itching at her neck as if she coil;d claw the words out, eyes set on the foot of the strange beam.

 

“Urrûrz mal latum kramp lat nargzab?”

“Disgusting, what do you want?”

It asks, patient and waiting

 

“bolk-lab ghûlb- ghûlb.. bhadûr ish.. Ish..  grish- agh tû lûmp”

“I want to put the blood and fat of my enemies to use”

 

She tried the tongue and blood unfurled from her throat, hacked up only to fill the already piling and caking pool of gore, swathes of blood draining offer her being

 

“I’ll turn my… cursers- evil ones to gore..” 

 

She spat, her knees buckled and shoulders tensed, now kneeled into the gore bedded floors, sinking so slightly from weights that weren’t her own, the gaze of the spirit, the voice now came from within, her veins spat 

 

Lat shatûp -u ushk -lab … sorgh dagam bûrz agh asht batar grish … Lat -kul shum”
“You’ve ravaged to feed yourself… cleaving muscle and bone, bathed in blood… you will be a great”

 

“Iist, Holly bugduga KARN-RO agh -tuk lat, gaakh gimb za grish agh tû ak -lab mûl”

“Know, Holly that I am  KARN-RO and through you, you shall find that blood and flesh will pave your path”

 

Declared the faceless spirit, with no mouth of its own it chanted, in common- a thousand and one voices declared

 

I AM YOUR VEINS

 

I AM YOUR BIRTH

 

I AM YOUR FLESH

 

I AM YOUR BLOOD

 

So the devil awoke, Where was the carcass of dead game now stood a shrine to the 

Lesser Spirit

KARN-RO

 

 

Spoiler

(Lesser Spirit Pacting KARN-RO under GAZIGASH)

 

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Epic post, love the old blah