Custom Blood Magic: Ritual

Spirits of Shells (Summon Daeva)

 

 

 

Come, descend, ye spirits of shells,

Ye friends of broken light!

Come and embrace the gift of Caine,

I call for death

I will for death.

Come, descend, fragments of sorrows,

Ye cracked and imperfect bygone masters

Come and embrace the cry of Lilith,

I call for death

I will for death.

For my heart has been torn

And my womb has been torn

And my love has been torn.

I cast aside my cloak of night

And plunge into the seas

Where no light can comfort me

And no words can succor me

And no lies can bend me

And I will dwell at the left hand of death.

For I am the mother whose babies were slain

And I am the lover whose heart was torn

And I am the sister whose body was rent

My heart and my garden are ashes now

Let my howls carry them away.

Come, rise, ye spirits of hunger,

Ye friends of guttered flames!

Come and embrace the winter of love

I call for death

I will for death.

 

 

 

Come draw my cloak across the pregnant moon

And let all wombs be barren this night.

A new garden shall rise across the land,

Ba’hara, the Garden of Sorrows.

Come, rise, ye seeds of despair,

Ye fallow ones left on the stones to rot.

Come and embrace the owl’s cry,

I call for anger

I will for anger.

For I am the storm with ten thousand screams

For I am the storm with ten thousand tears

For I am the fruit that is dried in the hot breath of hate

Till it falls from the vine and withers into dust.

Come, rise, ye spirits of the earth

Ye ravenous spiders with fingers of shadow!

Take me into the caves of rebirth

Where we will dance ‘til the rising tides.

For I become the winepress of sorrows

For I become the stealer of seeds

For I become the breaker of blades

And the clamp upon the fruits of man.

O Ancient One,

Whose eyes declare the day

See my defiance, see me dust your earth

From my feet as I sink away from your light.

I shall be the owl with deadly cries

I become the cat with hungry eyes

I always was the Dragon

And the fruits in my jaws shall be the generations of man.

Come, rise, ye spirits of tempest and lust,

 

 

 

Ye howling voices of long-ago nights!

Take me into the air and the seas

Where we might swell the banks to a flood.

For I am the maiden whose fruits were destroyed

For I am the mother whose garden was salted

For I am the crone whose lips taste the blood.

 

Let these three guises greet me as I descend

Into the nether-sea.

Let their breath burn away the love

That has given well to my tears.

Let our seeds grow into hedgerows

With poisoned thorns and sweetened flowers.

Come feast with me now

And rise from your shells.

Let pleasing forms guide us

Into the heads and hearts of the accursed.

There raise we tempests

To wash away the sand

And leave the seashores bare.

Come, descend, ye children of Caine,

Ye harvesters of eternal waking

Come and embrace the cry of Lilith,

Caper at thy father’s call

And feast upon each other’s hearts.

Come ye all the serpents of hate,

The clouds of deception and

The tides of endless silence.

I call for death

I will for death.

I call for death

So shall it be!

 

Mechanics: Must be performed by a Hierophant and the caster must have Daeva lore to perform. Once casted Daeva appear from the shadows to do as the caster requests. These tasks must be within the capabilities of the Daeva (ST discretion). If not they may ignore the request and return to where they came from.  The demeaner of the Daeva is favorable towards you at the onset of this ritual. But repeated use and insulting requests risks drawing their ire and potential retaliation in the future. You may request of them to defend you and they will do so willingly. But to be used as a weapon against your enemies is considered an insulting request. After the task is performed or a night has passed, whichever is sooner, they may return to where they came from. 

 

This ritual takes 30 minutes to perform. Spend an amount of mental traits (max 3) for power level of the Daeva you are summoning. This expenditure will represent the level of the Daeva you can summon too you and it can't exceed your Lore: Daeva in power. It could potentially pull one powerful Daeva or many who together equal what you seek (ST discretion). When pulling Daeva to you they will be the closest non body riding Daeva in your location that you haven't already summoned.