Deep waters within a glittering grotto. (Spiral of the Corrupt) [grotto] (v36600)
The snow glimmers softly beneath the light of the stars, with yet more flakes falling from above.
Warm and clear, the waters in this location are about ten feet deep, disturbed into gentle waves by
the waterfall visible to the southeast. The bed of the lake is covered in fine sand, paler shells
and the occasional fish flitting through the depths. Overhead, long stalactites hang in graceful
spirals, glowing with a vibrant emerald light that casts a clear, gentle illumination across the
cavern. An unnatural, five-tentacled and jade-hued octopus lingers here. Surrounded in an emerald
miasma, a taint-infested shark patrols the area here. A war-painted orel stands here, majestic and
free. Ayuna is here. She wields a blackened warhammer in her hands. Rebra is here, hidden. The warm,
clear waters here have been tainted by eerie, underwater wisps of jade smoke.


Rijetta trudges through the water on barely-functioning legs, eventually falling to
her knees in the shallower end of the grotto. She tries to catch her breath, air leaking from her
ruined body, and turns to the two still present. "Draw forth my blood into the water", she commands.
"I will feed the taint here."


Rebra glances at you, yellow eyes gleaming. She nods once, saying simply, "As you wish, Fist,"
before clenching and unclenching her fingers.

Rebra's nails are sharp, gleaming. She raises an arm and slashes them across your already bleeding
and raw body.

Ayuna gazes over your tattered body, sizing up the details of her flesh. Without a moment's
hesitation, she starts clawing you until the blood flows heavily from you.


Rijetta grits her teeth against the pain again, as her blood is forced from her
body by the vampiric women. It taints the water around her, sinking into the jade wisps beneath the
surface. She groans aloud, swaying where she kneels as she becomes lightheaded. "I must... be
bled... until Mother... arrives", she manages, reaching out to clench a blood-soaked hand around
Ayuna's wrist. Her eye is glazed over, the dark iris unfocused and shuddering, as though she were on
the edge of consciousness.

Rebra rips her claws into your flesh once more, raking into your shoulders, into you back, scoring
long, red lines into the already tattered skin. Her eyes stare intently at you, and once more, blood
flows from pores and surges in veins. She spares a brief glance for Ayuna, nodding, before returning
to the fulfillment of your wish. Her nails are now caked in blood, skin, and muscle, bits of broken
tissue floating into the waters all around.

Ayuna offers a wicked smile before walking behind you and slashing her back with her claws over and
over again with no mercy, ripping gashes all over her in a sickeningly artistic way. "As you desire,
dear." Each slash deeper than the last, she continues, occasionally ripping open you arms and even
closer to her neck. Skittering close, she wraps her arms in front of you, gashing upwards in a v
from between her breasts to her shoulders three times before stepping back to watch the blood fall
freely. Claws move over you neck, leaving several light gashes over you neck as she sizes up your
endurance and blood levels.

Again, Chakrasul's arrival is silent and She simply turns Her eyes onto you to drink in the scene.

Rebra reaches down to your legs, slashing deep with her nails, exposing the barest filaments of
flayed skin and fat before reaching the gleam of bone, the soft iridescence of tendon. The waters
around you darken, turning turbid, and yet still, she slashes on, wordless, malice gleaming in her
now red-rimmed eyes.

Dismounting, Bulrok moves to stand behind Chakrasul, his eyes focusing on the scene before him with
morbid curiosity, though it is clear he is content to just watch.

Rijetta vomits pure blood as the pain wracks her and her body is shredded to bits
by the two children of Corruption. There is little strength left in the so-called Champion, her
flesh and muscles reduced to ribbon by sand and claws, the blood drawn away from her body by the
roiling, corrupted waters. Those waters seep into her body, too, the jade smoke curling around her
wounds and infesting her veins, or what remains of them. Her vision swims, her head barely held up
above the waters to keep herself from drowning, but when Chakrasul arrives, Rijetta's head lifts,
daring to gaze upon the Goddess... and then her gaze falls on Bulrok, her eye narrowing. She is too
drained for violence, but Malice radiates from the shredded Fist even so.

Not quite satisfied with her work, Ayuna skitters behind you again, continuing to lacerate you with
her claws over and over again in flurries of strikes, disregarding getting caught on gashes already
laid out, keeping a close eye on the exceedingly lowered blood levels from the freely flowing blood
surrounding you. Every movement calculated, she continues to work artfully on the gashes.

Rebra pauses in her motions, her hands bloodied, as is the water all about you, attracting the
attentions of sharp-toothed fish. She bows her head respectfully before Chakrasul once more,
murmuring, "Mother." She tilts her head, eyes drifting back to you, as she contemplates the next
steps.

Ayuna steps back catching eyes with Chakrasul before nodding low but for an instant, showing
unwaivering respect for Her. Casting a glance at you, she awaits quietly.

As the shock sinks in, everything goes numb and for a split second. For a soft, ragged, rattling
breath, you are at peace. With the last of your blood draining and the ritual completed, you take a
second to whisper a soft, sweet prayer to your Goddess before the darkness takes you.

Through a dark and twisted ritual, Rijetta has bled out in an attempt to purge her blood.