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A Sacrifice of Blood
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It hurts a little but you do not care, as you let the droplets of blood
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drip into the bowl. Just like mixing your blood with that of your sworn
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sister cements your bond, so does giving it to your god.
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You are a fully fledged priest of Arattavesh, the one who rules behind the
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waves and in the dark caverns of earth. You hurry to your new family who
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are waiting at the foot of the mountain.
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