The past few days I’ve done a bit of investigating and exploring. I’m still baffled by the sheer menagerie of demons and infernal spirits out there, but so far Marquesses of hell have had a particular draw. In my chart, the moon’s probably the strongest influence, so this isn’t surprising.
I was drawn to Marquis Oriax because his powers sounded very appealing. With the ability to change one’s form, teach astrological magick, and bestow dignities and favor, it’s a wonder he isn’t more popular. Of course, this comes with a catch according to many occult writers, who have described him as a sadistic, cold personality and rather unpleasant to interact with. I decided the only way to know this for certain was to see for myself.
I set everything up as soon as it got dark. Beginning with the LIRP, I sat down by light of flame and chanted his enn while holding gaze with his sigil. A welcome offering of Jasmine was burning, filling the room with its lunar aroma. That sigil had a command to it, keeping eyes locked with it was easy compared to some others. Soon enough, the air shifted, it became quiet, as if all other psychic presences, other voices- had been blotted out. His presence commands respect, and the best word I can use to describe it is abyssal. He gives off the air of something both ancient and forbidden enough that its true nature has been long forgotten. There was only myself and him there, and he didn’t sound like I expected him to at all.
His voice was growling, booming, monstrous, and with the quality of a large, powerful engine that you feel in your bones. The details of all that I asked and the answers are something between me and him. What I can say is that he was no flatterer, speaking with authority and a distinct lack of sugar-coating or frills to his words. He has the mention of being one of the only demons to ever give me such direct instruction and tell me exactly what he wanted. His request was simple to start- return to him tomorrow evening with priority and another offering. (This was two days ago) I did this, and he seemed pleased, imparting me with the message to return again.
The following day I felt remarkably clear headed and stable, the usual chaos of my mind quelled to a whisper. I can certainly see how he might not be for everyone, but those who can appreciate his temperament may benefit greatly from him.