Last winter I created a skull to house the spirit of Wodanaz and the rest of the spirits of the wild hunt. I wanted to explore the power of that aspect of Norse lore and a way to connect with Odhinn in a more direct sense. Anyway, I had a disagreement with two drug users at work (gas station) and they tried to get me fired. Luckily my manager took my side. They were banned. I was completely fed up with those two. They would steal, threaten, harass my female coworkers, you name it. So one night I went home and took the skull in my hands and joined the hunt. I used my soul travel skills to leave my body and join the Wild Hunt and as the furious horde thundered across the sky, we made it to the side of town those two drug addicts lived. I summoned every ounce of hatred I had and my physical body began to convulse, foaming at the mouth as I attacked them. Claws, spears, and swords tore them completely apart as the riders of the hunt joined in.
Fast forward about a month and a half. I was no longer working at the gas station and was scrolling through Facebook one morning. I came across two obituaries. The two druggies that I used my Wild Hunt ritual on had died in a murder suicide. After that, I no longer throw many curses. Too much power. The Wild Hunt is no joke.