The Fenry wolf familiar of Andrakasis. She was instrumental in the execution of Andrakasis' plans and remained near until the day he betrayed the lord of hell. It had been Andrakasis’ wish to spare her, but even against his wishes she remained committ
“The boy, Andrakasis, inspired to murder by demonic machinations, was taken across this threshold by the people of his village. Hellish intent prowled the walls of Praepostor Abbey as the monks accepted custody”.
“For all their dedicated patience, the Monks failed to reach the boy”.
“Then the choice gathered around the first hope against the hells. In the months that followed, she seemed to save him, but the unspoken promises from without conspired in surrendering her to the dark lord’s cause”.“So the first hope failed and the demon was given Zayla’s form”.
With the black-red liquid congealing in the bowl, Andrakasis produces the prayer beads. As he does, his expression changes and he turns away from the altar to look past the pews to the broken columns of the narthex.
“Zayla”, he says simply. “I thought I had given you rest”.
The monk woman, bathed in thin blue light replies. “I offered you salvation, Andon Marcus. You betrayed me to lend my shape to something unfitting our land”.
“Your sacrifice made way for the future”, he explained.
“I could accept my death. But you returned to destroy us all. I saw my congregation used to build a portal to the hells. What blood was not spilled in the making, was consumed by the creatures that came through it. I saw the devil’s army made possible by my misjudgment and pride”.“You wanted to touch the world, Zayla. You have done so through me. Your interference was the preordained instrument through which all I’ve done was made possible”, answers Andrakasis with a meaningful smile.
The Fenry wolf familiar of Andrakasis. A loyal creature with a heart of colour to match her master’s. She was always on hand, always ready to act. She was instrumental in the execution of Andrakasis’ plans and remained near until the day he betrayed the lord of hell. It had been Andrakasis’ wish to set her free, but even against his wishes she remained committed to keeping the witch’s path in-line with the Lord of Hell’s wishes.
“You remain pivotal even now. Beware choices for which the consequences are uncertain”.
She had no wish to be the one whom witnessed the glint in Satan’s eyes at the news, nor to mourn the loss of her witch master. Her opposition to Andrakasis’ plan to hide from Satan forced the group to kill her.
She learned that her nature was not as dark as it appeared, and had she lived, she too would almost certainly have betrayed the lord of hell. There could be no happy endings for her, she was always going to be devoured by a conflict beyond her meagre powers. But she was spared what she feared most: to see her once master’s agony for what might well have been forever.