Chapter one
Karril felt something calling him back to his place of creation, the ragged slopes of Mt.
Shaitan. For the better part of the day it kept nagging at the back of his mind as he strode amongst his
throng of oblivious worshipers. This, his main temple, was situated outside of Jaggonath's city limits
and confining laws, here the pagan god of pleasure could be worshiped freely. As he lets his gaze fall
on a couple running away, hands clasped, seeking a private spot his thoughts stray to what he really is.
Karil is an Iezu, a powerful demon with the ability to create illusions so complete that whoever the
illusion is placed on can be made to ignore even the most extreme pain. Even as he contemplated these
things whatever was calling him grew stronger snapping him out of his revery, knowing that he can no
longer ignore the summons his physical body dissolves and he allows the currents of earth fae to carry
him to the volcano's fiery slope.
~~~~Mt. Shaitan~~~~
Upon arrival Karil quickly reforms his body. "Welcome Karril. You have not come to this place since
the day Gerald Tarrant destroyed Calesta." Karril dropped into a deep formal bow then spoke to the
silver form which was floating serenely above the lava in the center of this great volcano. "I am sorry
mother of all iezu. What is it that you have called me for?" The figure extends a pale thin hand and
gestures to a black form laying on the ground not far from Karril. He turns and looks to where the
Mother points and gasps, on the ground lies a woman with pale skin, waves of dark auburn hair and
massive black angelic wings that spring from her shoulders and at the moment cover her bare form.
"What is this woman? How did she get here?" he asked amazed. The Mother replied in a wispy voice
laced with pain, love, and power, "She is your newest sister, the first Iezu to be born with a physical
form. She is born of Gerald Tarrant's humanity."
Karril felt something calling him back to his place of creation, the ragged slopes of Mt.
Shaitan. For the better part of the day it kept nagging at the back of his mind as he strode amongst his
throng of oblivious worshipers. This, his main temple, was situated outside of Jaggonath's city limits
and confining laws, here the pagan god of pleasure could be worshiped freely. As he lets his gaze fall
on a couple running away, hands clasped, seeking a private spot his thoughts stray to what he really is.
Karil is an Iezu, a powerful demon with the ability to create illusions so complete that whoever the
illusion is placed on can be made to ignore even the most extreme pain. Even as he contemplated these
things whatever was calling him grew stronger snapping him out of his revery, knowing that he can no
longer ignore the summons his physical body dissolves and he allows the currents of earth fae to carry
him to the volcano's fiery slope.
~~~~Mt. Shaitan~~~~
Upon arrival Karil quickly reforms his body. "Welcome Karril. You have not come to this place since
the day Gerald Tarrant destroyed Calesta." Karril dropped into a deep formal bow then spoke to the
silver form which was floating serenely above the lava in the center of this great volcano. "I am sorry
mother of all iezu. What is it that you have called me for?" The figure extends a pale thin hand and
gestures to a black form laying on the ground not far from Karril. He turns and looks to where the
Mother points and gasps, on the ground lies a woman with pale skin, waves of dark auburn hair and
massive black angelic wings that spring from her shoulders and at the moment cover her bare form.
"What is this woman? How did she get here?" he asked amazed. The Mother replied in a wispy voice
laced with pain, love, and power, "She is your newest sister, the first Iezu to be born with a physical
form. She is born of Gerald Tarrant's humanity."