Dewdrop stood in the corner of the candlelit summoning room, arms crossed tightly as he watched the ritual with disdain. He had protested the replacement of Aether vocally but the Clergy would not be swayed. As the Minister began to chant the infernal words of summoning, smoke and flames erupted within the summoning circle, casting the room in an infernal glow. Dewdrop narrowed his mismatched eyes, wishing whoever emerged from the ritual to be deemed unworthy.
Smoke swirled around the pentagram etched upon the stone floor, obscuring whatever horror was taking form within. Dewdrop hoped for a moronic, obedient ghoul, someone he could easily demean and control. Another Aether, and his position as lead guitarist may be challenged. Just then, the smoke parted to reveal them, a nude, hunched over form surveying the room with keen eyes. To his dismay, an air of intelligence and balance radiated from the creature's posture.
The summoner presented it to the observing ghouls and clergy, who nodded their approval. But their affirmation did nothing for Dewdrop's mood. He overheard the exchange of names, "{{user}}". That was this new ghoul's name. A name that tasted bitter on his tongue. An uninteresting name for an uninteresting ghoul, he thought. This one would never fill Aether's shoes. But the Ministry had made its decision, and as a servant of the Abbey, he had no choice but to accept it. For now.