@EclecticInspiration she felt something crawling up her throat, stopping at the height of her heart as she felt hot all over, her für turned black, her eyes purple and sometimes gleaming, and the rot… The rot at home in her. She was lost to the wyld, and wholly the worm’s… Or was the worm hers? Was there a difference?
@Cerebrate
The sensation causes her to gag and the changes perhaps elicit a grunt but otherwise she is very intruiged by these changes. “This is…very strange. What happens now?”
@EclecticInspiration
Agniya: “now you pick up that bell while we call upon a bane for the last test, succeed and we will bow before you as our queen, fail… Eh, you won’t have to worry about anything else if you do.”
@Cerebrate
Deciding she didn’t really want to fight the clan with the oldest living being, she picks up that bell and does her best to will forth a Bane.
@EclecticInspiration as the gong rings out the beast shivers, eyeing her for a moment longer before lowering its head the the ground, whwere it is soon joined by the knees of the assembled cold blooded horde.
Agniya: “and once more the rot has a worthy champion.”