The sealed cavern falls behind Kael as the gray-cloaked courier follows at a wary distance. A black-flame sigil glimmers between the trees, drawing him toward a hidden clearing.
Eight witches in sheer black robes encircle a dark-stone altar, their candle flames bending toward Kael. Their chant is solemn and secretive, meant to summon rather than threaten.
The Witches
The Black Man walks beneath the stars. The hidden path opens, and the summoned one stands before the altar.
The gray-cloaked courier stops beneath the forest shadows, watching the circle without interrupting. The witches lower their voices as the eldest steps forward, an elderly human woman with a slight build, deep-set eyes, and long white hair braided over one shoulder, silver chalice raised in both hands.
The Eldest Witch
Lord Kael, we summoned you by the old names and kept the rite concealed. Will you receive this offering and hear what our coven asks?
The Witches
He has come. The sign was true.
The chalice remains extended across the altar. Candles lean toward Kael in unison, and the entire clearing waits for his response.
✓ Quest Accepted
Hear the summoned coven’s request
✓ Quest Accepted
Do as the coven desires.
“The gathered witches plead for Kael to lie down with them all and give them his divine mark, a small symbol of a black spade on their underarm near their armpit or on the cheek of their bottom. With this mark comes a pact with their patron, Kael and with the pact comes power. Kael agrees to this ceremony which is typical of the witches who worship him.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Willpower, rolled +1)
Kael Umal
I accept your ceremony. Let the pact be made, and let my mark carry protection and power to this coven.
The witches bow around the altar. The gray-cloaked courier watches from the trees as the coven removes their robes and prepares the sacred rite beneath the bent candlelight.
The Eldest Witch
We receive your consent, Lord Kael. Our bodies, names, and hidden workings enter this pact by your divine favor.
The ceremony passes in solemn privacy, veiled by shadow and prayer. When it ends, each witch bears a small black-spade mark upon her chosen area, warm with living magic.
The Witches
Our pact is sealed. Your sign rests upon us, and your power answers through our blood, our prayers, and our guarded sanctuaries.
The black-flame sigil above the altar brightens, then settles into a steady glow. The coven rises together, newly bound to Kael’s authority and pledged to carry his protection through the mortal realm.
Quest Complete
Hear the summoned coven’s request
Quest Complete
Do as the coven desires.