"I've already sacrificed my own wife," said Babaef, "and I will continue until the powers within the catacombs are released."
The slightest sign of horror or disgust and he'd order Shadow to destroy the sorcerer, but Chillan was smiling at him.
"And Sokkolf, I suppose that was your doing too ?"
"In a way." Muttered Babaef.
There was no way he could invoke a chaos creature, not yet anyway, but he wasn't about to admit that to his new accomplice.
"As far as the rest of the guild is concerned I'll be just another pen pusher like Sokkolf. There will be the usual sacrifices to chaos on the annual festivals, but nothing to worry the guild member. But you and I will meet here every day and we alone will gain the power."
"Yes master." Said Chillan.
Babaef was beginning to feel a little light headed. He'd never had an acolyte before and he was quite enjoying the feeling.
"There may be work required that may put us at risk of reprisals," he said, "work it would be wise to leave to others. I already have contacts, but perhaps you know of two or three more junior sorcerers we could trust with such tasks ?"
Chillan thought for a while before answering.
"There are plenty of young sorcerers with ambition, but few I'd trust to keep their mouths shut. But there are two I know who I've used before, obtaining............ items from the slums."
"Perfect," said Babaef, "bring them here one evening this week."
