Ravasha had been exploring the Ghostlands and in a network of sickly trees had found what appeared to be an ordinary teapot. The surroundings were ruined however the teapot didn’t seem to be hiding any traps. Ravasha had Jakyap the imp act as her canary to test that. Jakyap came back and tugged at Ravasha’s dress.
“Let’s just go, Boss. This thing smells magical but I don’t think it’s a good–” And Jakyap degenerated into a whoop of fear and excitement as a Blood Elven spirit shimmered out of the teapot.
The woman had ruby-red hair and wore golden bangles, earrings, and clothing that was made of shimmery, see-through fabric. In fact all of her carried an ethereal quality and Ravasha could see the dead trees through the woman’s abdomen. Ravasha smiled evilly as the spirit introduced herself.
“I can grant you any wish that you want. But my rules are simple: I cannot revive the dead. I cannot grant you more than 3 wishes. And I cannot be used to kill or destroy a structure or your enemies. Take heed young Sin’dorei, for breaking these rules means that you will take my place.” The spirit intoned ominously.
The Blood Elf warlock picked at her nails with her dagger. She appeared to be deep in thought. The offer was tempting. And she was always running out of luck at the worst times. She decided to wish for what she would consider to be practical things.
“I wish for enough gold to comfortably live the rest of my days.” Ravasha said. She waited for the wish to take effect.
A pile of gold descended from the sky and fell on her head. Ravasha struggled for a moment to become unburied and Jakyap did several flips, dancing around his Mistress in joy. When Ravasha was out from underneath her prize she cleared her throat.
“I wish for gold and you drop it on me? What kind of business do you run? If I wished to be prettier would you shorten my lifespan or something? Or does that count as killing? Actually, forget it. I wish to be as beautiful as I know I am on the inside, on the outside.” Ravasha declared haughtily.
The spirit nodded her head and Ravasha looked instantly more youthful and prettier. Her dress, which was plain red fabric, changed to have hints of black and gold weaved throughout it. Her makeup was more vibrant, as were her eyes.
But Ravasha knew there had to be a price. You just can’t give away free wishes.
“What is the drawback on this wish, Milady Spirit?” She asked.
“You will attract suitors who don’t care if you wanted to date them or not. In fact you will attract many. Including some animals who are entranced at your new supernatural beauty.” The spirit said simply.
Ravasha groaned. These wishes were more like curses. She pouted and put her hands on her hips. She had enough. This spirit ought to be destroyed before she could trick some other hapless traveler. Yet fighting her seemed almost beyond Ravasha’s talents. She would have to plan this carefully. So, for her last wish:
“I wish to find my other sentient Infernal child. I wish for that child to be right here.” Ravasha said before falling silent with a smirk on her face. With Jakyap and the sentient Infernal she could use them as distractions while she sucked the life force out of the spirit. Or that was the plan until:
A flaming green fel meteor descended from the sky. It was coming for Ravasha! She had to duck and roll away as the fel meteor collided with the ground with crater-creating impact. The massive Infernal, made of jagged black rocks and purple Soul Shards, stood at its full height and roared angrily at its “Mother.”
“Mother, why did you abandon me in Ashenvale? I wandered for so long to find you, beset by dangers at every turn, hunted by The Convocation and Priests and Paladins. While you were in hiding with my sibling I was tormented daily. I… HATE you!” The sentient Infernal roared. Smashing its fist towards its Mother.
Ravasha was sent careening back into the forest of deadened trees. Jakyap was too small to cushion her landing but distracted the sentient Infernal with Firebolts. Ravasha stood slowly and shakily, putting a hand to her head, where she found a trickle of blood. She had exhausted her 3 wishes however and found no need to stay here.
Summoning her other sentient Infernal and dismissing Jakyap, the creature did the same flaming descent and smashed into its sibling, knocking it off-balance. The sentient Infernal on Ravasha’s side was conflicted about fighting its sibling but its ties to its Mother were far too strong. As the spirit disappeared into the teapot the 2 Infernals began pummeling each other. During the fighting the teapot was knocked away down a cliff face, falling to the ground below, while Ravasha made distance between herself and the ruined forest.