All along, Aaron had acted as the personally appointed Chosen of the Chaos Gods, drawing on their power while offering them ample sacrifices and sources of amusement.
Because of Ao's interference, the Chaos Gods could not enter the Realms directly, so Aaron was able to take most of the essence for himself. That was only fitting, since he needed some of the power the Four Gods provided to cast his chaos magic.
Aaron drew an eight-pointed star with Eilistraee's divine blood and placed a severed Drow head at each point.
Once he finished, he began chanting, concentrating on making a deep impression on his followers. As he chanted, he drew more lines within an extraordinarily intricate pattern of hieroglyphs. The pattern represented the passage between this path and another, only a day's journey from Nastya's location.
In his mind, he pictured a tunnel of light between the two points. As he harnessed his magic, he forced his way into the primordial essence of the Abyss. Through the power of chaos, he created an image in his mind, a projection of reality manifested through the manipulation of the Weave Pits.
The Weave Pits were truly vast, so vast that the four Greater Daemons of Chaos and their forces could occupy only a tiny corner of them.
Yet the Weave Pits were also very, very small, so small that Lolth's spiders, spies, and divine power were everywhere.
At that moment, however, Aaron knew perfectly well that Lolth was attempting to ascend. She neither could nor would spare any additional power to oversee the Weave Pits.
This was his chance!
When Aaron completed his chaos ritual, a shimmering arch appeared before him and unfolded in the air, its surface glittering like water reflecting firelight. He gestured with his fingers, ordering the four Greater