So, the daemon sitting on the property of a local cemetary (entity, spirit, whatever- in my mind I see a vast vortex of sludge pulling down into the underworld by its center...) had previously possessed a 'friends girlfriend' when I was simply a neophyte (the neopagan kiddies don't even know what a banishing ritual is, and their house has a haunting they just let sit there...). I of course, living near the 'tary with a reputation for black arts, was accused for a split second before "No" was good enough to convince them I'm 'light'. (incidentally, these little boys raised into paganism said I put off more energy at the time than any, and this was only a year and a half into my practice...). I still think I had some kind of residual purpose in the infection, and therefore contemplate the graveyard as a place of fate (recently, black gates with no fence and crosses on top were placed, one time at which I saw a cerberus looking mutt casually sniffing about, contemplating it as a possible guardian or even just a regular dog..).
Walking through yesterday I believe the daemon made a subtle connection, and I asked what it could 'do for me', its reply being 'anything'. The daemon suggested to invoke a petition and drop my blood onto the cemetary soil. Who here is familiar with this extent of necromanteia?