A Sacrifice of Blood

It hurts a little but you do not care, as you let the droplets of blood
drip into the bowl. Just like mixing your blood with that of your sworn
sister cements your bond, so does giving it to your god.

You are a fully fledged priest of Arattavesh, the one who rules behind the
waves and in the dark caverns of earth. You hurry to your new family who
are waiting at the foot of the mountain.

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