Ishmael blinks a few times upon hearing this and wonders what a dark entity would want from him. Perhaps this new Dark God and Kelemvor were fighting or simply haggling over his soul.

Frowning for a moment he puts the thought away from his mind and lowers his head in reverence towards the basin and the black robes though he does not really feel that good after the long meeting with the Dark One.

With steady hands he retrieves the chain and gives it an experimental swirl for a moment.