(Savoring) Zenaida, Curse Consumer

Lore
Zenaida licked her lips as a serpent would, scarcely able to control herself as she raised the ceremonial dagger above her head. Closing her eyes and breathing her appreciation to the gods, the blade descended and struck the fetish. She inhaled the black smog that emanated from it, enjoying its succulence. As she wondered how the next such entree would delight her palate, her stomach began to growl once again.