Bg3 Priestess Gut Novels & Stories

He flicked his gaze toward Gina. “You were caught with Gina, a girl who once served as a priestess, sworn to the Moon Goddess, until suddenly she was released from duty to care for her mother. No one questioned it, but the rumours… the rumours said she had dabbled in dark magic. That she was spared exposure only to protect the sanctity of the priestesshood. And now,” he sneered, “she plays at helping others with her so-called mating gift.”

Felix Garret puzzled, he furrowed his brows while gritting his teeth and clenching his fist, due to laughter and what Jin said, "What do you mean?" "Why don't you show them for you to know the answer?" Jin replied. Felix immediately ordered his companions to Turn on the button for the appearance of the three crosses on which the two goddesses and Elroi were bound. After a Grandboss pressed the button, a hole in the ground appeared, and from the hole, a stage with three crosses standing on which Anna Devora and Elroi were bound, gradually rose. Felix and his colleagues were shocked, when they saw a woman with both hands raised in front of her chest and currently performing healing using spiri

“They’re not threatening you. Just wait. Please.” She noticed Opal had frozen and was staring at something. Thea followed her eyes to Alpha Knight. Garret was looking back and forth between his father and the high priestess. She wore her usual pale purple, flowy dress, the top layer sheer, her long, blonde hair blowing in the wind. She looked like an angel. “He’s a good one,” Thea said to Opal. She squeezed her shoulder and gave her a little push. High Priestess Opal and Alpha Knight started walking. They stopped in front of each other, an inch apart.

She met his gaze without flinching and pride swelled in my chest even as dread coiled tighter in my gut. That was my girl standing tall without fear!! The priestess moved to the altar at the edge of the platform where a slab of black stone etched with ancient runes glowed faintly under the moon. On it rested three items, a silver chalice filled with dark liquid, a curved dagger with a bone handle, and a single white wolf’s fang strung on a leather cord. The priestess lifted the chalice and began a low chant in the old tongue. The runes on the altar flared brighter.

She didn't have a single clue nor even care about what just happened. She just have this silly look on her face. Issei checked all of their skills and he become speechless once more and start regretting his choice of accepting them into the team... Kazuma is still fine because he's a Novice but what's up with the other 2... This self proclaimed Goddess put all her skills point into street artist performance stuff... And the only priest skill she has are and ...

A few seconds later, the door opened once more, and the priestess strode inside. She was a slight woman, her robes in shades of deep violet and midnight blue with intricate embroidery that told some of the oldest symbols of our lineage. "Priestess," I greeted with a curt nod. "To what do I owe this visit?" She didn't bow but met my eyes with those pale, near silver eyes that cut through flesh and bone. "Alpha William," she intoned, her voice low and considered. "I bring news concerning the enchantment placed upon Berrilyl."

The chanting deepened, old syllables scraping against Aria's bones. The air craked. And the circle closed. Kael snarled, flames roaring to life along his ams. "Step closer, and I'll burn you all to ash." BUt the coven did not flinch. Instead, one stepped forward-a woman with sliver- threaded braids and a face carved by both age and power. Her eyes glowed faintly violet, and when she spoke, her carried like the hush before a storm. It was the High Priestess.

"With or without some ancient test. You are Beatrice Wynter." "I know," I said softly. "But everyone else needs to know too." A commotion at the chamber doors. An old woman entered, supported by two attendants. She wore white robes, her hair flowing loose, eyes that seemed to see through reality itself. Ysara Moonveil, the High Priestess. She moved slowly, each step deliberate. The crowd parted for her, wolves bowing their heads in respect. When she reached the center, she looked directly at me and smiled.

The priestess arrived shortly, She appeared to be in her mid-fifties with silver-gray hair that fell down her back in thick braids, Her eyes were a deep, warm brown, and they held a knowing and compassionate gaze that made you feel at ease in her presence. She wore a flowing robe of rich, earthy colors, and a silver pendant hung around her neck, bearing a symbol that represented the moon and its mystical significance in our pack's culture. "Alpha Troy, I am Priestess Elara," she introduced herself with a respectful nod. I nodded. "Thank you for coming, Priestess Elara. We need your guidance and assistance to perform the mating bond ritual for Blue." I answered. The priestess gazed at Blue's

Miranda challenged him and Nikolai burst out laughing yet again. " Tessa Rogers AKA scorpion,secure her before it's too late." Nikolai said seriously, patted Miranda's shoulders and walked away leaving a dumbfounded Miranda. If she was not wrong, scorpion was the name of a bomb expert who was running away from her country after she was accused of colluding with terrorists and bombed a city in country A. Did that mean sfe had been hiding in the country for all those years? But Miranda had no time to contemplate that. She needed to act asap. It seems like the rebels were targeting people with extraordinary skills in assembling and creating bombs. Just yesterday,it was Gabriel and now it's anot