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Chapter 3

Born from Water and the Moon from a ritual held by thirteen people, it is not
a stretch to say Liliath had an unusual upbringing. Although the people that
initiated Liliath's conception knew much about what was required for the
ritual they are no true followers of Lord Whiysdan.

Knowing nothing else, Liliath grew up quite happily among them. Having an
innocent spirit by nature, she just loves to sing and dance and come up with
all sorts of nonsensical stories and characters. At first, the people around
her encouraged that. They told her they loved her for her innocence. And how
perfect that would be.

Over time however they seemed to become very annoyed with her for some reason.
It took her some time still to build up the courage to do so, but Liliath
determined she would find a way to discover why that was.

One night her opportunity came. The Elders of the commune she was living with
were gathering at the great hall, as they often did each time a full Moon
rose. Naturally gifted at walking around softly, Liliath decided to follow and
find a place to hide so she could listen in. Quite familiar with the
surroundings as she was, she had no trouble staying out of sight and hide.

Standing in the middle of the round hall, the leader was addressing his fellow
Elders, arms raised and a dire expression on his face:

"The girl's 100th birthday is nearly upon us, yet I see very little progress
in preparing her for the ritual we have planned for all these long years!"

Staring fiercely at all those around him, he continues:

"She is innocent still, yes! But, I see no evidence that she is as
impressionable or gullable as you all swore me she would be!"

Muttering something harsh under his breath, the leader falls silent for a
moment. Clearly contemplating on how he can add sufficient weight to what he's
about to say next:

"Mark my words! I advice you all to bring your best, so that we are able to
call forth a very powerful demon. One who can pierce through the mind of that
girl and consume her with ease. If not, the demon will have to put up a fight.
Rest assured, he will win, but he shall not be happy!"

"And, who knows who else he might slay in his rage. Maybe you all!"

Shocked by what she just heard, Liliath rushed to leave the great hall and
just kept running. After catching her breath and calming herself, she
concluded that she had to leave what had become so familiar and head into the
unknown. While that idea scared her, it did also feel strangely attractive
somehow.

Determined she kept going. It did not take too long before she was singing
with passion once more. Eager to head out and explore the great world before
her!