go on and be a big girl, you asked for this now

A figure appeared to her. Calamity blinked balefully at it, her eyes narrowed to slits. Was this a boon or a trick? The wares he gestured to had some interest to her - of course, they all sparkled strangely. There was a certain kind of allure to the unknown. Should she pray for guidance? Just as she closed her eyes to seek reassurance, a little wraith of a thought curled around her head and settled at home there: you deserve something better. Something powerful. You are a god-child. Your family writhes in the darkest chasms, sowing earthly pleasures blindly with no thought for their legacy. Your sister stripped of her name. Now you must take, take, take, take. "I want more," she said simply, fixing him with a challenging stare. Her stomach was tight with carrion and crystals.