After countless days of searching high and low Nix finally found what he was looking for with hours to spare. Fairy circles, mushrooms growing in a perfect circle, were a perfect conductor for the full moon energies and served as a portal for a whole bunch of summoning rituals. While not durable enough to bring fae folk over from the Otherworld, they could be used to summon lesser creatures. One such being was Cu Sidhe, the fae hound.
It was a couple of hours past midnight when he arrived at the site. A gap between the dense trees where a beautiful circle of redcaps grew, basking in the white rays of the moon. Nix had brought everything he needed for the summoning, a vial of wolf blood, an Alderwood branch, pixie dust and a collar made by a fae spider. The items were set on the ground around the circle, blood poured in the middle of it. With a deep breath, he released his form, spider legs emerging from the fae's back and 4 sets of black eyes replacing his two. Nix then extended his clawed hands in the direction of the moon and started to sing.
The forest was filled with an ancient song, the language as old, as the earliest of civilizations even if the singer wasn't even close to that. Energy from the lay lines, from the moon, was gathered at the fairy circle, where it condensed in the ground till it was lit up brightly green. As quickly, as it started, it also ended and after the spell was finished the spider was just left to wait for someone to heed his call.
It was a couple of hours past midnight when he arrived at the site. A gap between the dense trees where a beautiful circle of redcaps grew, basking in the white rays of the moon. Nix had brought everything he needed for the summoning, a vial of wolf blood, an Alderwood branch, pixie dust and a collar made by a fae spider. The items were set on the ground around the circle, blood poured in the middle of it. With a deep breath, he released his form, spider legs emerging from the fae's back and 4 sets of black eyes replacing his two. Nix then extended his clawed hands in the direction of the moon and started to sing.
The forest was filled with an ancient song, the language as old, as the earliest of civilizations even if the singer wasn't even close to that. Energy from the lay lines, from the moon, was gathered at the fairy circle, where it condensed in the ground till it was lit up brightly green. As quickly, as it started, it also ended and after the spell was finished the spider was just left to wait for someone to heed his call.
