Chapter 11 The Harlots Of Vesarm

The Harlots of Versarm were magical, they were also solely for The Impaler, anyone caught using the harlots were to immidiately be put to death and forever have thier soles imprisoned.

Omir would have even envied the energy that the Harlots emmited. These seers carried this sexual energy for thousands of years within them, never having an orgasm enabled them to store the energy.

They were first trained at a young age the scriptures in a literal way, made to memorise each verse so that they would be able to manifest thier own will into reality based on this knowledge.

The harlots names were Varna, Vashiv, Urga, Shakshimi, Atir,Airravi, Henuadnu, Dichandi, Khilbagalamu, Gaurimaha, Trikas and Shashu.

"I came to slay the demons", Varna said, "but now it seems that I became one."

Varna had been trapped for the soul purpose of trapping demons, she was now being exploited for the purpose of trapping demons in order for them to be used for nafarious ends.

Vashiv was in charge of time, she was the one who would be used so that they would need to time travel. Urga was to teach others of the mantras, the way in which they were to be spoken, she worked closely with Vashiv who would would tell the Mantras channeled from Shakshimi. Atir would then work to draw the energy from the space to be put into Airravi. Henuadnu was able to make the material neccesary to harness thier power, Dichandi was able to make the image that would be placed onto the material that was moldeded by the material made by Khilbagalamu, the mold made by Gaurimaha. Trikas and Shashu embodied the end results of these polarities.

They had been working in a way to help the wereolves to escape from thier captivity.

"Vashiv, we will need you to distort time so that only we can travel through the portal.", Urga said as she drew a sigil. She had been working on the sigil for a long time, it was all original, it was also made from very special materials.

She used Myrrh, elderberry, cypress, elderberry, patchouli and just a pinch of iron filings. She wrote the sigil on a piece of bark that was extinct, it rung with magical intent when it stood alone but with these altercations it was a fucking magical atomic bomb.

Shakshimi sat in a trance, channeling messages from alien sources, a practice that was considered to be extremely dangerous. Atir drew the energy from space as this took place, as a way to take some of the negative energy out of the sky. Airravi would take in all of this negative enegy, to be harnessed for attacks. Henuadnu made the material that made it possible to harness the energy. Dichandi made more sigils for protection on the armour, Khilbagalamu gathered the material, Gaurimaha made the actual suit. The end result would go into Trikas and Shashu.

The unexpected attack that occured could mess everything up that they had been working on, they were captives of Fredrick, having been drugged into a stuper so that thier magical power would be stifeled. They had planned that Jarek would be transmuted upon his arrival to the planet Reath.

He had been sent to get the cure for Fredrick who feared that he would be transmuted into one of the beast himself.