A Tangle of Shadows
Thirtieth Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC
In the evening you meet the Orphne Lord once more for it seems that in the last days of the month your paths are much entangled, though this time you do not ask of fey intrigue or diplomacy but something altogether more straightforward if not simpler. You remember well the Unraveling, the gift beyond price of Dany's freedom from Tiamat. Though you neither expect such spellcraft to work perfectly a second time against the Mother of Wyrms, nor do you even wish it for you would strike a blow and not merely take a pawn off the board, still it costs little to ask. In this fight you would bring every weapon you might forge.
"You have an apostate from Lys, yes?" The fey lord asks softly. "And a corpse-mage who once served one of the Younger Dragon Gods, but turned instead to their shadow?"
You nod, surprised not by the request, for you had known such a former servant of the divine was necessary in the making of an Unraveling, but at the fact that the Orphne knew of the Fallen God, of which you had only learned in Lyceos from Syrax's own words.
Reading your expression the fey lord continues: "It is known to me from those among my fellows who joined the Inquisition." With a slightly bitter smile he adds. "I shall not waste my breath with yet more condemnations of the divine and those who blindly follow it expecting blessings unearned, but instead turn to this Well of Eternity. We cannot add enchantments to it, too many other powers have staked their claim, but there are spells we could weave to ensure that might confuse the hand of the divine, make blessings slip and curses cast aside, but this shadow will not be aimed solely against your foe but against all those who count themselves gods and or empowered envoys upon the mortal realm."
"What do you mean?" you ask intrigued, a means to blunting the influence of any god is not precisely what you had hoped for, but better than you had expected.
The Orphne Lord opens he mouth to reply and you can practically see the impulse to dismiss mortal curiosity into fey magic in his eyes, but almost as quickly you see you see it fade. "You will have to use magic to translate, I do not know the names for these concepts in any mortal tongue, nor indeed if they even exist."
That boon you take for your own and in the slow-rising-swift-falling tongue of the dark fey he explains, a shadow upon the world to dim the light of distant powers, not even gods alone but even Malarys dedication to imperishable law and Rina's stolen power. Vee at least would not be affected, her magic is truly her own for all both the Old Gods and Yss have made their mark upon it. Dany would probably be able to weave her spells unhindered as the realm of dreams is among the closest to the mortal world, though how it might affect Melisandre for whom shadow and fire are so closely twined you cannot begin to say.
What do you do?
[] Craft a Godsbane shroud, in this battle or another you could have much use for such a weapon
[] Craft an Unraveling instead, while it may not be of use against Tiamat with the Well of Eternity serving its purpose the world is filled with dark powers that snare the souls of innocents
[] Craft nothing for now, keep the sacrifice to potentially be used in other ways
[] Write in
OOC How powerful the shroud is will depend on rolls, but in general the mechanics of it will be that it imposes a caster check on any divine spell used in a specific area while active. Like an Unraveling this is a single use item since fey magics are subtle, but they are not strong enough to endure against gods for long. 
