As you view the robes of the cult, you begin to question the choices that brought you here. The woman before you, while still kindly smiling, feels far more malicious than ever. When you first met the woman, she was kind, joyful and all around pleasant. You wanted to follow her, you wanted to please her and most of all, she seemed wise beyond her years. Yet the screams of ritual sacrifice and howls of pain were a grim reminder that it was all an act. Here, in her cult, everything was done to please the demonic leader. Her will was law and every wish or desire, an order. Kala raised an eyebrow, her mirthful smile faltering for but a moment at your doubt.

"You did want this... you agreed..." She sternly reminded, the candle light catching a glint of steel from her raven clawed blade. You nervously gulp as another crack of the whip bounced off the chilly walls. Kala's lavender fingers tightened around the grey cultist robes, her anger growing with every second of your hesitation. Her true demonic visage was much more than you anticipated and the fresh blood that trickled through the cracks in the stony floor only make your reluctance swell. The only thing keeping you from fleeing is the slouched figure of Kala's attack dog: her son Merik. The spawn of a demon and human, cursed to a alien life in society, could only find solace in his mother's sadistic and manipulative care. He was well trained, never speaking or thinking, only listening to Kala's every order. To deny her, was to accept death by Merik's blade. His crystalline limb shimmered in the eerie dim candlelight, threatening to drink upon the fresh blood of the recruit. There was no convincing him to stop, no escape from this... dog.

You reach out and take the robes from Kala's hands, her gentle facade returning once more. Another member to swell the ranks of her cult, another play thing for her amusement...

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The Queen of the Pit, Kala is a servant of Alo'il, that has started a cult in her name. Egotistical, manipulative, and sadistic, she will do anything to please her mistress.

Her son, Merik, is a half-breed. Born from the union of Kala and a human, he is imbued with the inability to die thanks to his demon heritage. Kala sees him as a tool, and manipulates his love for her. Any who anger Kala will face the wrath of her son.

Together they make quite the interesting pair.

Lines by marauder6272

Colors, shades, and story by blues64

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