User blog:JeielYozama/For the Sabbath.



“Er…..”

The Witch sitting by the front desk of the Mamono Lord’s Main Office stared at the entry details of a Sabbath Organizational Entrance form. The look on her childlike face - which was nervous smile amidst chittering and a clicking tongue – betrayed her true reaction on the enchanted parchment handed her way.

She wasn’t entirely sure on how this would be received by the Elders.

“WELL??” said a second Witch – the one who handed the parchment- her yellow eyes rapt in excitement. The desk Witch, with a crimson pointed cap adorned by an animal skull on the crown of her blonde hair, sea-green eyes, a flowery-red uniform typical among the members of Bapho-sama’s main Sabbath, and black-and-white striped kneesocks, tapped her doll shoes in slight annoyance. She had her gaze locked on the contents of the entry form for a while, and after some thought she craned her neck from her desk to get a better look at the other Witch.

The Witch in question donned what appeared to be a faded-green uniform, it's sleeves short and its collar in a v-neck. Compared to most of the showy dresses that are proselytized as formal wear for Sabbath faithfuls, this Witch’s outfit reminded her more of the adherents of a scouting initiative. The dress uniform bore repetitive patterns of a tri-horned, sharp-skulled goat throughout its surface, while a sash of decorative pins slung from her left shoulder to the right side of her hips (these pins, on close inspection, hosted sewn-black silhouettes of monsters and Mamonos having sex). The Witch cap perched on her ebony hair was small and slightly pointed, but had a wide brim with a small animal skull on the center. A yellow scarf was tied loosely around the base of her neck as if it were a flag. With matching socks, her dapper brown doll shoes glinted under the glow of a mana-lamp.

The desk Witch sighed and waved the parchment in her hand. "Seeing as you took time to fill this up for your supreme, this will be placed into the consideration of the High Elders. They will decide the fate of this potential new organization," she said. "For now.. await further instructions. And be ready for the Gathering."

The other Witch made a mock salute. Her lips beamed in zeal.

"Thank you Ma'am !" she yelled gleefully. "I'll inform my mistress about it!" And with that, she scoots off with a skip in her step.

As she exited the room the desk Witch sighed and placing the parchment on the desk, ran her hands on her tousled hair.

"There's a queer one in every batch."

"Having fun?" said a Witch co-worker of hers. This Witch who had just entered the room had the same Sabbath dress as her, except it was in a lighter shade of red. Her auburn hair bounced down her shoulders while her black eyes narrowed at her friend. "No wait.. you look like you need your onii-chan with you right now."

"I need him. ASAP." The desk Witch moaned. She slumped on a nearby chair. Exhaustion was in her eyes. "Where is he?"

"Fucking, obviously," replied the other Witch in a crass tongue. "He's refreshing the others for a wee bit. What're you so stressed about, Nabei? Wasn't that Witch from a Sabbath applying for legitimacy?"

"It was."

Nabei the desk Witch held the entry parchment in front of her. A hand moved along the written parts as if she were scrutinizing the details word for word. "I know the goals of the existing High Sabbaths of the Mamono Realm have always been staunch on certain ideals and standards but.... I really don't know about this one."

"Why? What's in it? " replied the other Witch. Nabei extended her arm to the latter. "See for yourself, Jubei."

Jubei the Witch takes the parchment. Reads it - and her head thrusts into the parchment while doing so. Her eyes widen.

"Wow shit."

Nabei waves her fingers, and a dial-phone shoots across the room into her waiting hands. "Better call Bapho-sama in the field. Those Witches are still waiting for... approval, " she muttered, using a spell circle to dial in coordinates of her caller.

Jubei casts a glare at her friend. "You can't be serious." She points at the entry parchment. "You're gonna let them decide? On.. this??"

"It has what's needed for a legal Sabbath. It follows our normal credo, and it doesn't really harm the cause. The Elders should be the one landing the verdict on it, not us." Nabei stated glumly. "Although to tell you frankly, it's just...weird, even for me."

"You and me, sister." Jubei responded with a sigh. Nabei's phone call is answered by a high-pitched, elated squeak.

"This is Bapho-sama of the Mamono Lord's Army Sabbath, at your service~desu <3 May I help you?"

"Bapho-sama..." Nabei starts, taking the entry parchment from the visibly-shaken Jubei. "We have a new one."

Runya Runya is always the first to arrive in the Baphomet Elder's Gathering. After all, her Ratatoskrs are always the first to whiff up the news. A new Sabbath with some questionable details about its aim and goals... who wouldn't be perked up at this information?

Of course she had to respond to this first. As the Sleepy Magical Archive, head of the Library Sabbath and the Baphomet of knowledge, the accumulation of facts is her niche.

With a sleepy face and a yawn at every step, Runya Runya was accompanied by several of her Witches in smart, scholarly dress-robes as she entered the Gathering hall for the Baphomets. She turned to her followers, holding on to her Baphomet scythe. "Thanks for joining meee. Keep an eye on the development. And write it all down, mmkay?"

Compared to the otherwise lethargic Baphomet, Runya's followers were always eager and up to the take. Upon hearing their directives they scooted off to the side, ready to take down notes of the event.

"Knowledge never slips out of your grasp," said a charming, yet wise little voice. Runya Runya realizes this to be from someone who materializes from thin air, a magic circle appearing below her feet oozing of Demonic Energy in a slime-like vestige. It was one she didn't expect to see first : Kuroferuru, the Black Goat of Devil Mud - leader of the Black Goat Sabbath. The Baphomet of utter depravity.

"Hello, Kuroo, " said Runya with a drifting gaze. "I thought Shiroo would come ahead of you."

"The old bat isn't that quick to the chase. Not like me." The Baphomet said, her bodily outfit seeming to writhe in a phantasm of black slime and tentacle. She balanced her glossy-black scythe in one hand. "I have a feeling this new one has heart set close to the ideals of nymphomancy. Its Baphomet head should take some lessons from me." Despite the unsettling aura that to any normal human, would cause them to scurry in panic, Runya simply dismisses this as the usual with her fellow leader.

"She should, huuh?" Runya cooed. Before long, she spots something behind Kuroferuru and she points her staff at it, nearly falling off her feet.

"There she is nooow."

The space rips open as a vacuum of air blasts at both Runya and Kuro's faces. This vacuum gives way to a tear in the very fabric of the dimension, and a being steps out of it in a regal demeanor. Kuro grumbles as the Baphomet who came through the tear waves it shut. She stares at the two others with fondness in her eyes. Her Baphomet scythe is what she uses for a cane.

"Hello children."

"Helloo Shiroo." Runya waves earnestly. Not a single shred of malice or resentment was in her intonation. Kuro, on the other hand, croaked a rudimentary "salutations to you."

"Is that any way to address to an elder?" said Shirokuto of the Sorcerous Sabbath, the White Goat of Wisdom and Baphomet of sorcery. The Mamono snickers heavily at the sight of her twin Baphomet - Kuroferuru the Black. "Oh my, you look positively writhing today. Are you going to go on about sex today as well, child? "

"Oh please. " Kuroferuru spat at her contemporary, words laced with venom. "You're going to blab about your archaeomantic research again. And maybe...just maybe... you'll get a dime younger than what you really are," she added with a sneer. All of the sudden the two butt heads and a fizzle of electricity sparks between the two. Runya tries to raise her hands and stop the two from starting a ruckus.

...as usual.

"SLUG."

"HAG."

"WHORE."

"CRONE."

"Going to convince the new Sabbath to bend backwards and be an empty-headed brothel?

"For your information, old bag, we follow Druella's cause and the will of the Succubi. What's your wisdom going to do? Make the new Baphomet want to drift off the conversation??"

"So now you speak ill of my Sabbath? Ohooo.. I always think this squabble is a childish feat but you always prompt me to engage in this farce as if it's natural for your age!!"

"Why don't I shove a Tentacle plant down your nethers? Compared to you, my pipes are still running, maybe yours are already dried up!"

As the sparks raged on between the two another Baphomet slips in and then yells aloud.

"MOMONIKA OF THE PLAYGROUND SABBATH IS HERE !!!" Momonika, the Baphomet child prodigy and the symbol of reveling, strolls into the Gathering hall with a beam in her lips and scythe in her arms. Her impish nature showed no fleeting care on most things - including a squabble of two powerful beings right before her. Runya turns to her and waves.

"Helloo Momo. "

"Hiya Runya- ne!" she tackles a hug on the sleepy-faced Baphomet. "Looks like Shiro-ne and Kuro-ne are at it first thing in the morning."

"Isn't that aalways?" Runya comments loosely. "Are your follooowers with youu?"

"They're outside. Playing with their Nii-chans and being frisky, too. We scored new members again today!" Momonika smiled proudly. "We're gonna keep growing until we go for gold !"

Runya responds to Momonika's report by patting her head - causing the young Baphomet to giggle.

"Yosh yoshh...good girl," Runya said in praise. After a while, the younger Baphomet's ears perked up.

"If they're fighting.. that means Ropu-ne hasn't arrived?" said Momonika innocently. Just as she asked, a pair of... furry paws rested on both Shiro and Kuro's shoulders. The two Baphomet stopped quarreling and upon realizing who was holding them, shuddered in terror.

"Now.. what's with the squabbling~ gawo?"

Ropurotto, the Sorcerous Beast, Baphomet of bestiality and head of the aptly-known Beast Sabbath, had crept up between them. Her feral eyes landed a wicked glint on the bickering two. "We're BAPHOMETs ! As kinsmen, we should get along. Else, the men, Mana, and our purpose slips off our reach. Don't you agree ~gawoo?"

Immediately as her grip on their shoulders left, Kuro and Shiro sped to their podiums in the Gathering hall, visibly shaken.

"I still don't know why those two are afraid of her. BUUUT, I'd rather not think about it! Too hard." Momonika stated right before she gave Runya another hug and went to both Kuro and Shiro and greet them. Runya then approached a heaving Ropurotto with a modest smile.

"You alwaays hav'a way with themm, Roppuu," said Runya with a tilt of her head. Ropurotto puts her paws on her hips and raises her chin. "Heehee.. I do, don't I? Praise me and pet me too, please."

Runya laughs softly and concedes to the other Baphomet's wish. Entering the halls at the same time were two other respectable figures among the Sabbath elders. One was the bent-horned, big-breasted Marune of the Farming Sabbath, the Baphomet of farming who was carrying a basket of freshly-baked pies on her way in. The other was Greilia, the head doctor and leader of the Medical Sabbath, her lab coat sagging by the floor as it was slightly bigger than she was while her scythe floated beside her. The Baphomet of medicine spotted Runya Runya and slightly bowed her head.

"That's enough petting for today, Ropurotto," she stated while waving her staff in a dismissive way.

Roppuu pulled back from Runya, whining. "Awww ! There's still time ~gawo ! Can't a doggy get her just treats??"

"We have much to discuss, and thanks to you White Goat and Black Goat don't have to spend the entire time bickering." Greilia eyed both Shiro and Kuro, who turned away as if to deny the allegations. Calmly, she passes Runya and smiles. "Writing this for the Sabbath Monthly, Runya-chan?"

"Weell.. my followers certainly wiiill. " Runya replied with a far-away look. Greilia couldn't tell if the Magical Archive was thinking ahead or just wanted to go to bed.

"I will be reading that. You can count on it." Greilia winked and proceeded to her podium - right in the middle of Shiro and Kuro. She conjures her scythe away.

"You two sure were silenced."

Shiro folded her arms. "Tell nympho here she should respect my research. I make lengths in sorcery here."

"Don't I deserve equal credit? The conversion of all things to the Demon Lord's side is what my research vies for!" snarled Kuro. A very nerved Greilia sighs and puts a finger in front of the two.

"Give it a rest. Or I let Runya make a write-up about your squabble to Bapho-sama."

As the last arrival of the lesser Sabbath leaders, Marune arrived behind her cohorts swinging the basket of baked goods on her arms. "Everyone !! Who wants some pies ? It's pumpkin ~!" Setting the basket on her podium she hands individual slices to the Baphomets and smiles blissfully. "Come on, have a bite ~!"

Greilia nibbles at the end of her pie slice and immediately, her eyes sparkle in delight. "Now this is refreshing," she said in a clear tone.

"Uwaaaa ! Maru - ne makes lovely pies !" Momonika yelled as she chomped down her slice and extended a hand. "More please !!" Marune chuckles and hands her another much to Momonika's glee.

After eating her slice carefully, Runya waves at everyone biting their pie slices as she pointed by the entrance of the hall. "Everyoone? Bapho-sama has arriiived."

True to her word, the halls were filled by a wash of Demonic Energy as a Baphomet stepped out of the shadows - the Baphomet of all Baphomets : Bapho-sama. Accompanied by several of her most loyal Witches and Familiars, the Demon Beast and administrator of all Sabbaths strode in the hall bearing an aura of dominance. She makes a striking pose, Baphomet-scythe poised right behind her and her cape billowing in a flutter. "BAPHO-sama is here! Hello, all ! Hey, is that PIE?"

Marune hands a slice to Bapho-sama. "For you, Milady~! You must be tired from work."

Bapho-sama gobbles the food in seconds. She licked the tips of her fingers and dismisses her followers. "Not reaally. I had Onii-chan behind me the entire time. And you know what I mean ~" she wiggles her rear, causing her tail to wag in the same direction. "Hauuuu~ ! You should seen his virility. He simply couldn't help himself on me!"

"If you are happy, Supreme, then so are we." Greilia said in conclusion. "Is it possible for us to start the Sabbath Approval?"

"We should ! This really caught me off-guard, you know!" said Bapho-sama as she took her spot on her podium -which was in the central area between the other 7 Baphomets. She stashes her scythe by her side. "A Baphy who just can't wait to put her Sabbath on the map.. I simply can't wait to know what her little group wants to spread to the world!"

"And to which, you want us to decide this with you altogether~gawo." Ropurotto mused tapping a claw on her podium. "I'm down with that, Supreme. I wonder what this Baphomet has to offer."

The desk Witch Nabei appears, walks in front of the 8 Elders, and bows before she speaks. "Bapho-sama... High Elders of the Sabbaths.. a fair day to thee. At the 15th hour of this day in the Winter Seasonal, a Witch came in with the request of a Baphomet to legalize her Sabbath. Here is the entry form the requestor filled."

She floats 8 copies of the form and hands them to each of the Mamono heads. "As requested, the Baphomet of the pending Sabbath is waiting outside the Gathering hall. I will call her in should the need arise," Nabei adds, right before she bows and heads out of the room.

As the Sabbath Elders took the entry parchments in their hands and read the fill-in details...

Except for the undettered expression on Bapho-sama's face, what appeared on most of the elders' were... raised eyebrows and looks of confusion.

Name : LLEH SABBATH (Sabbath of The World Finder)

Representative Baphomet : L'leh Eth Deborrow, The Wicked Horn

Activity Details : Research on the Fulfillment of the Goals of Our Onii-chan To-Be Through Realm Delving, Protection and Prophetic Uncovering

Typical Races : ANYONE with a child's body and a little girl's physique is welcome.

''To YOU : Come, join us ! But don't expect to be our leader. We have our Onii-chan-to-be.''

''Our Sabbath is a Sabbath devoted to our Onii-chan-to-be. It all began with our Supreme meeting her fated one - and although the man continues to be in denial of her pursuit of him she is obstinate in the belief that he is her fated onii-chan. Since he is a person struggling to find his place in the world as a protector and a guardian even though he's someone originally tasked to go against the Demon Lord, we want him to know he is not alone in his quest of purpose ! So our tasks include us knowing and understanding the different realms and planes of existence that he delves in, making an accurate research on the life, culture and tradition of the realms he had come to meet, exacting all means to protect him from all forms of danger and circumstance, and piecing together the aspects of the Mamonos Realm that thrusts him into action (from prophetic notion to future visions). Our dearest desire that Onii-chan-to-be will remain steadfast to who he is, and eventually he'll acknowledge us and allow us to stand by his side forever !''

''Note : you human males can come and to learn magic and sorcerial wisdom from the Witches in my Sabbath, but only our Onii-chan-to-be is fitting to be our Sabbaths' true Onii-chan and the mate of our Baphomet. Teehee~''

A Word From Baphomet:

''We are the ones who worship no one but our Onii-chan-to-be. All will bow to his might, and his might alone ! With our help, of course.''

....

There was a lingering silence among the Elders. Up until Bapho-sama broke it with a raucous chuckle. "Now this is an extremist!!" she squealed. "You don't see this entry everyday!"

"Isn't she.. a Baphomet who already has an existing Sabbath?" Greilia claimed as she held the parchment up. "I know her Sabbath has always been following your credo Bapho-sama but...this change of hers is....rather obsessive."

"She wants to study both magic and mystery...only for this specific onii-chan." Shirokuto mentions. "It borders into a rather unhealthy venture for the Sabbath itself. They're practically risking their neck for this person. And he hasn't even accepted them."

Kuro raises a hand. "Is this the nii-san who was reported to be an alleged weapon against the Demon Lord, but he lost his identity over time and instead became a person who studies, understands and protect Demon Realms both hidden and apparent?"

"It seeems so." Runya stated in a deadpan voice. She prompts one of her Ratatoskr writers to come forward and write down the contents of the parchment for data.

"Momonika doesn't really know if this Baphomet is acceptable. Can I let you handle this?" Momonika quipped mischievously. What she gets is a sharp stare from Baphomet Greilia.

"We are a collective of Elders. We decide on this together." Greilia tells her. "Marune.. what do you think?"

"Save for the fact that she is placing her Sabbaths' power on a single person... I don't see her leaving the field of depravity the Baphomets practice~ " Marune claimed. "We should probably call her in to listen to what she has to say about her goals ~"

Ropurotto nods in agreement. "Even I'm confused ~gawo. I want to know what drives her to this crazed notion."

"Theeeeen we all agree." Bapho-sama places her hands on her podium and calls for Nabei. "Bring the applicant here, please!"

There was a lengthy pause as the Baphomets waited. Nabei entered first.. her face bearing a nervous frown..

And then, there tottered a presence.

A presence so strong... that it seemed to throw their equilibrium away.

"...!!.."

While Bapho-sama was remotely unaffected, the others felt their heads spin. The presence ... it reeked of thirst. Longing. Something that they, the Baphomets, are strangers to since mana permeates within their Sabbaths.

Before long, a wily-eyed Baphomet, taller than most of the Elders, appeared before the council. The aura that came from her started to calm.. but her image, much to the bewilderment of the group, marred them with intrigue.

The girl had long, apricot-colored hair bunched up behind her. It gave the impression of ceremonial chimes linked together, ending in a fluffy bunch tied up by a leafy scrunchee. A pair of overgrown ears twitched from the sides of her head, underneath her horns that curled into swirls. Her furry arms and paws were a dirty white. She sported a B-cup of a chest (which made Marune tilt her head in interest). Finally, her bare legs glinted in lucid-green scales up until thick fur grew on her from the knees down.

"Lleh Eth Deborrow." Bapho-sama's lips curled into a joyful snicker. "I haven't seen you in ages ! You look .. spiffy !"

"Bapho-sama and dearest elders....it has been a while." L'leh performs a curtsy, making it seem like she was holding up a skirt. "Sorry if I'm filling up a new form instead of rearranging my old files... I just think it's best I baptize my Sabbath anew."

"Yes, about that ...." Greilia cleared her throat. "We brought you here with queries about your new cause. "

"Oh~ for sure ! I was expecting that, after all!" said Lleh. "Please, ask away !"

Ropurotto smells the air and blinks steadily at Lleh's direction. "You smell of several other Mamono. Like they're stitched to your soul."

"Indeed they are!' Lleh replies. "It's a long story but ... I must thank this new form of mine. It gave me the boost I need to stand in front of you all again."

The explanation made dualities Shiro and Kuro exchange haphazard looks.

"See...there were some bad men out there. Really bad men. They were kidnapping Mamonos, picking up those with notorious backgrounds and are able to use high concentrations of Demonic Energy, like me. They wanted to use us in experiments that would push the boundaries of our existence as monster girls, and so for me they merged my Baphomet body with other compatible Mamono souls, to which they manifested as... these mutations as you see now."

"I thought that would be the end of me. That I would become nothing more than their disposable goon... but then ..he arrived to save me. He... didn't care about what I had become. The only thing he cared was that I was safe...and that nothing else had come to be harmed from me."

Marune placed a hand under her chin as she listened. "It was Onii-chan-to-be, yes~?"

Lleh nodded in reply. "I will admit. My Sabbath has now an extreme goal. It sounds as if we would risk our own bodies and souls for that one man...that man who is still to wholeheartedly accept and let us in on his life. But we know his story. We have followed and understood it from the time he had first met us in the pangs of battle. Back then.. I fought him with nary an clue on what he has been through. He was someone who grew up believing he was normal.. and then.. ever since he had been thrust into a whirlwind of prophecy after prophecy I could see him losing a part of himself everyday. Which...pains me. Pains us."

"Do you lust for him?" said Kuro in a methodical way.

".... I do."

Lleh hugs herself. "It.. makes my very walls ache that I cannot feel him inside me.. but I do not want to think of that."

"Then why not come after him yourself? Why have the Sabbath follow in your whimsy?"

Lleh didn't utter a word.

"Answer us, Lleh Deborrow. Why?" Shiro strained to ask. "..why do this for the man? Is this in hopes of him realizing your efforts later on were for his sake, and that he will wholeheartedly accept your Sabbath and most of all, you?"

"...."

Lleh held on to the side of her skirtflap - the only article of clothing she has down her thighs. The Baphomets waited. Patiently.. for an answer.

"...at first.. I imagined that was the case but...no." Lleh looks up. "It is not that I have an obsession with him that would be satisfied by the fulfillment of goals for him. It is not that I seek to steal him away from where he is, to our side of the world."

".... I want this Sabbath to exist...so that we'd be exposed to a Mamono Realm that offers more than we had all previously known. I want my followers to follow their hearts on who they love, yes... but I want them to understand that Onii-chan-to-be risks so much to delve into this world - to protect this world in his own way. I want this Sabbath to flourish.. so that he will know that no matter how much the world crumbles in his feet, or where life takes him, or how the world will regard him in the coming times...we will be there. Ever loyal... Never aging.. and never ceasing to see the Mamono Realm in his eyes."

Momonika tapped at the edge of her podium. Despite her childish impatience...she was listening.

They all were.

Ropurotto smiles in her most impish, canid way. "You will abide to your teachings unceasingly?"

Lleh bows her head. "Yes, Elder."

"You will remain steadfast in our doctrine of the childish body's charm?" asked Greilia.

"Yes Elder."

"You won't forget about scoring new playmates??" Momonika mused.

"Yes Elder."

Runya Runya, who had been silent for most of the explanation, raises a wobbling hand. "If I maaay...her research offf the realms and their manners of existenss...the prophecies she talkss of which may pertainn to teletomancyyy...we will need that aaaall for the archives."

"Indeed."

Bapho-sama was the one who was now speaking. Her enthusiasm hadn't waned from the start. "I remember Druella-sama speaking fondly of him. If man was able to garner such praise from the Lilim, and that he was able to garner such admiration and devotion from our sister Baphomet... then I don't see why we shouldn't give her a chance. "

She takes a hold of her scythe and forces it down by the end of its pole. The action sent a vibration on the floor akin to a drowned-out bell. "...all in favor, cast your votes."

Runya.

Momonika.

Kuroferuru.

Shirokuto.

Marune.

Ropurotto.

And lastly... Greilia.

All of them...voted in favor of Lleh.

Bapho-sama snickered in delight. "Then...we all agree."

Eyeing Lleh, the Mamono Lord Army's main Baphomet angled her scythe towards the latter. "Lleh Deborrow...the Sabbath of the World Ender will be placed under my watch. My Witches will keep an eye on how your progress will ensure. But know this .. your certification will be met at the end of this month."

Lleh bows with a hand on her chest. "Thank you, Elder. Thank you everyone."

The Baphomets all nod in her direction. "Whew!" Momonika blurted out. "That was some deep thinking I did. "

"Momonika ... don't be rude. We haven't concluded." Greilia said, only to be met with a slinging arm and a poke on the cheeks by Ropurotto.

"Don't be a ninny. We're already wrapping up here ~gawo."

Marune runs up to Lleh and offers her a piece of pumpkin pie - which Lleh happily obliges to guzzle down. The big-chested Baphomet then hugs her.

"You have a lovely chest, dear. Hope it grows even bigger," she whispers. Lleh giggles and replies softly, "I'll make it so."

After Runya motions to her Ratatoskr writers to bring together the gathered information for printing and article-writing, she gives Lleh a sleepy bob of the head in assurance. "Let me know about what you fiiind, mmkayy? I want to knoow more about these places you see. "

Kuro still keeps her eye on Lleh. "Here, strange one," She levitates towards the other Baphomet a potion with a writhing substance inside and places her paws on her hips. "Should you ever get a chance to bed that man.. use that so he shan't escape. Then pull his pants off and milk him dry. "

"So brazen." Shiro chimes in. "If there is undiscovered magic you find along your studies.. don't hesitate to call me or my followers. We will come at the moment's notice."

"The same will go in case your Sabbath obtains new means for medicine and repair." Greilia added.

"And theriomancy too~gawo." Ropurotto mused. "You're a good girl, Lleh. Keep doing what you do, gawo~"

"Don't forget to have some fun !" Momonika yelled waving her arms.

"I will remember those, Elders."

Bapho-sama waves her hand. "You are dismissed. We will call you when needed again."

And at that Lleh the Baphomet turns to exit the hall.

"Oh, and Lleh?" Bapho-sama hollered to her in a devilish grin.

"Don't forget. Make him....know what little girls are capable of."

Much to the Elder's surprise, Lleh was already being waited for by her Sabbath. Her Witches and Familiars.. all in a similar fashion of a scouting uniform. Lleh glances back to the other Baphomets in delight.

"...with pleasure."