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Gemorian Ascendant 3

With the aid of my new knowledge acquired from my Netherrealms seneschal Maëlys, the preparations for my next summoning ritual went smoothly. The flint blade wasn’t ideal, but did a good enough job slicing the puffshrooms into pieces small enough for my purposes. A few rocks near the lava pool was perfect for letting them dry out, and for crushing them once they had since I lacked a mortar and pestle. There was also the matter of several hours spent giggling at the colors my hand made as I waved it in front of my face, or watching the sightless fish in the water pool, and a conversation with Maëlys I might have to order her to never speak of, but that was about the extent of it. I did have a good nap at the end of that that was probably long overdue and left me feeling quite refreshed. At least, I’m pretty sure it was a nap. Rather hard to tell how much time is passing deep under a mountain.

My piece of chalk was rather the worse for wear as I began to inscribe the new symbols, glyphs, and sigils I would need, but it would do for now. I was going to need some other means of inscribing a summoning after this, though, but one step at a time. Ultimately, the forms for summoning pixies were quite a lot simpler than my major ritual that had brought Gemory, Duchess of the Netherrealms, to me. I was actually a little surprised at the details even as I did the work, the knowledge coming to me in a steady stream. The sigils involved both fae and nether sigils, unlike most fae ...

... creatures; these pixies weren’t just mischievous denizens of fairy realms, they were something like a cross between a fairy and an imp. This was going to be interesting indeed.

In fact, it was soon pretty clear that the hardest part of the summoning process was simply going to be the timing and effectiveness of the enthrallment glyphs more than actually summoning the essences of the pixies. If they weren’t immediately brought under control, they were going to be trouble right away with little to no hesitation. I was glad I had practical experience with that glyph, in more ways than one. I smiled at the memory. It was a memory I would reminisce about quite a lot in the time to come. “How am I looking, Maëlys?”

“You are quick and clever as ever, Esteban. You seem to have the preparations for the summoning well in hand. Not that I doubted you, considering how simple the pixies are.”

“Simple, yes, but trouble too. That’s why I’m summoning them, after all, to cause trouble I want. I’m worried that they’ll cause trouble for me instead, though.”

“Mmm, they are lively little things. Mercurial, sneaky, with a lovely dash of spite. But they are of the Nether enough to bow to superior magics, and that is what you have at your disposal. You showed me you have it; these little miscreants will soon be well in hand. Especially individually, they’re not much. They’ll love having a Master; you just need to master them.” As she spoke, Maëlys’s voice once again took on her low, sultry, ...