Elden Ring Cursed Blood Pot Novels & Stories

And right then, the section appears like a live photo behind my eyes. In the description, the ingredients for the cure includes sunflower extract, salt, and for lethal cases, a few drops of witch’s blood willingly given by the possessor. According to the later part of the description, the blood can be used solely if the other ingredients aren’t readily available. Thank the goddess. I’m in her favor today. I have no sunflower. No salt. But I have witch’s blood. My blood. And that’s enough. “Hold on Dad.” My voice breaks. “Please hold on.”

In the center: a ceramic bowl holding salt, dirt from an old cemetery, and a single silver ring Lena used to wear. I let three more drops of blood fall into the bowl. My voice shook only once as I spoke the incantation: "Collector of debts, weigher of wrongs, I summon you. I offer my soul for absolute justice. Let the guilty suffer as they made her suffer. Come and bind the contract in blood and seed." The candles exploded into blue-white flames. The air turned thick, sulfur and musk and raw hunger. Shadows tore themselves free from the corners. He emerged like smoke given muscle.

You may know one: the Blood‑Hand. She has worked with rogues and packs on your side of the border before. Her price is never what it seems. Her curses cling to bloodlines and thrones.* My pulse roared in my ears. If they had even heard rumors of Elyra, this would catch their attention. If they hadn’t, then this letter would be their first whisper of the thing festering at our core. I set the quill down, flexing my fingers once. Then I picked it up again.

He greeted her with a disarming smile, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intelligence. The interrogation was a battle of wits, a dance between Lyra’s sharp intellect and Eldrin’s carefully constructed deceptions. He admitted to knowing about the Obsidian Circle, but denied any involvement. However, he subtly revealed that the Circle’s power was rooted in a mystical artifact – the Serpent’s Eye, a legendary gem said to possess unimaginable power. He described it as a conduit, allowing the Circle to manipulate the flow of magic, to control minds, and to shape events.

He produced an item in his hand and the reflection of the sun into the crystal shone brightly. Aerin gasped behind me, while I stood frozen in my place. Selmor possessed an ancient artifact, a magic orb. This one had red smoke in his insides, providing us with the information that it was a Blood orb. He needed someone’s fresh sacrifice to unleash the spell onto the area. We held our breaths as I tried to explain the urgency of the situation to Jake, through our bond.

DARIAN'S POV "Darian" I heard Elva call my name, I turned to see Elva holding the cursed necklace, I panicked and quickly slapped the necklace from her hand to the floor " Are you crazy, look at your hand" I yelled at her. I mean what the hell, why would she put her hand in the bath to bring out the cursed necklace, now her hand is burnt and really red, jeez what am I going to do now? " But you said you wanted to see if a silver Wolf could hold a cursed necklace, '' she said and looked at me with confusion written all over her face.

"For now." "For now," I repeated. "Once the pup breathes, everything changes," Elara said. "The prophecy Rogers found speaks of the heart-blood. Her heart-blood, once the child is born. It's the only thing that can seal the curse permanently, on our terms, not hers." "You want her dead." "I want her to be useful," Elara said. "Whether that requires her death depends on how difficult she makes things." I slipped the vial into the pocket of my dress. The glass was cold against my fingers even through the fabric.

“Are we talking about some kind of demon?” Lucian shook his head, his lips curling in a faint, bitter smile. “No. Worse. It’s a god—a forgotten one, with power beyond what any of us can comprehend. And the curse... it’s not just a simple bond. It’s a tether to that power. A blood price that my family has been paying for centuries.”

Xindi does tell us that he is concerned since one of his contacts overheard someone mention needing to get a fresh blood sample. “Good fucking luck with that,” Mykenzie says. “Aren’t you women sensitive to that shit?” Devon asked. “They are but it has to be a very fast-acting one. If it is one that takes a long time to kick in then they can be gone before the elves could get their hands on them.” I answer. “Unless they use it along with gold.” Rye points out. Fuck I forgot about that. “What does gold have to do with anything?” Nate asked.

"There is a way." I bit my lip and met his gaze. "How?" Dorian stared at me intently. "The curse must be cleansed with Lifeblood. And only the Bonded mate can give it." I kept my voice flat, though my heart was hammering. "How do you know that?" He narrowed his eyes, suspicious. "The Blood Witch," I lied. Truth was, I watched Cordelia suffer the exact same backlash in my past life. "Let's go." He didn’t hesitate. He grabbed my wrist, gripping hard enough to snap the bone.