#she leaves raw bull penis out on the stoop because she knows those are his favourite things to gargle

[evanurisx]

"Dear, sweet, daughter of the night, power belongs to those who take it." Evanuris could understand a young devotee's desire to walk along the path of Night, but there were many roads through the Dark. "Lloth cares little for your ascension, so long as you remember to praise her name while you climb; continue to do so and she'll allow you to ascend and ascend." Talks of devotion were all well and good but among the Priesthood they were surface level and Evanuris did wish to delve a little deeper into the breadth of this one's workings. "How much of the mortal realm have you seen?"

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The depths of her cravings would only ever be known to the dark where they have dwelled since she was young, yet her ambitious sentiments seemed to be on display for all to see. Was it something about the way she spoke or did the shadow of her devotions truly glow more intensely than others? Sinbyrn didn't know, nor did it matter because regardless, her rise would only continue so long as her ear was bent towards the Weaver. "There have always been many standing ahead of me, that has been my reality for as long as I remember. Yet in spite of this, more stand behind me than before me now." Or beneath her, but it was in poor taste to speak ill on those she's crushed underfoot. Sinbyrn, for all her viciousness, still had manners. "Lofty ideals do not burden me for my lot is easy. All I need to do is keep faith and follow the path spun before me as I always have. I act in accordance to Lloth's will, and if it is her desire to see me step over others once more then I shall."