1: Would supposedly hold both ways, but we have evidence that normal humans can survive.
2: It probably takes the same amount either way, but is a slower draw if we're the mother.
3: We're a creature made of pure Evil, biological sex means LESS than nothing to us.
Pretty much, yeah. I'm only refering to Nokluvgn as male (and would similarly refer to angels as female) for the sake of convenience.
Plan Xan
-Of course! You will leave the village soon and make your way to Nuulyd as soon as possible. A gathering of priests like this presents ... opportunity.
-Your cultists will worship you, and find more substantial sacrifices. You will need the juice, what with going into a den of holy men soon.
+1 but take a Wordbearer
Hooray, consensus! More or less.
You decide that you will travel to Nuulyd and make preparations for your departure. You order your cultists to spend their efforts worshipping and sacrificing to you, then take the female Wordbearer and your broken priest and make your way towards Nuulyd.
The roads round these parts are almost no better than forest tracks, barely wide enough to fit a small wagon, and follow winding routes through the forests and the hills. But eventually the trees start to thin out as the road becomes somewhat more substantial- now barely wide enough for two small wagons, say- and begins to head upwards. This mountain, rising up sharply from the lake-filled forests, marks the beginning of the Noordbergen, the majority of which are claimed by the Tokzoku Empire. Nuulyd, then, is a border town, so the fortifications along the eastern side make sense. The western side of town requires no wall, as the settlement is perched on top of a cliff, rendering a western approach all but impossible.
This close to town there is more traffic on the road, so your Wordbearer throws a cloak over herself to hide her faintly glowing runes. Farmers, hunters, lumberjacks, fishermen and merchants all crowd the town, the market bustling with activity. Some of the merchants wear the exotic robes of the Tokzoku, their bronzed skins drawing the occasional stare. Barrels of preserved fish, bundles of furs, wooden crafts and many other things line the stalls, absolutely none of which interests you.
In the town square you find your destination; a small temple of well-carved stone, a large statue of Jilganheim over the entrance, holding half of a broken chain in each hand. A myriad of smaller statues in stone and bronze demonstrate that this town, whilst small, is nevertheless relatively wealthy, and at least sufficiently pious to make a show of supporting religion.
The gathering of priests awaits within. You have your own broken priest, your female Wordbearer, and one pre-broken priest inside. Clearly this requires a careful approach. It is time to
-Charge into the temple, killing and eating everyone within!
-Sneak into the temple whilst your minions distract the occupants, and secretly sabotage the meeting.
-Enter the temple in your priestly disguise, and break the minds of the priests one by one.
-Do something completely different.
Name: Nokluvgn
Age: 2.75 months
Physical might: 28 (+1: sacrifices)
Mental might: 24 (+3: worship)
Followers:79 (77 villagers, 2 Wordbearers) (-1 villager sacrificed)
Slaves: 1 - One mind-broken priest.
Servants: 3 - One Brutewolf, two Smokewraiths.
Cults: The New Way: Low organization. 78 members in Fellshore (77 villagers, 1 Wordbearers)
Power level: 13
Of which: 5 spent worshipping you, 5 spent finding and performing sacrifices.
Resources: 0
Other: The cultists hunt for beasts to sacrifice, but find only meagre results. Besides, the life of an animal barely sustains you. They therefore elect to have one of their number volunteer to be sacrificed, trusting that your decree not to kill other cultists does not apply in the case of a willing sacrifice.
Fortresses: Fellshore: A small fishing village nestled between a small lake and a forest (with mountains not so far in the distance), now undermined with tunnels and chambers forming a twisted maze, lit with smoky torches, where the shadows form strange shapes in the corner of your eyes.
Small tunnel network: increases secrecy of local cult.
Small (hidden) altar: A suitable place to sacrifice to you and praise your dark name.