chickenbouillon
Will probably never finish a quest
- Pronouns
- He/Him
All throughout the continent of Liskaet, the faith of the Good Gods and other faiths have spread far and wide. Worship of Anum Himself has gone throughout the world, and many, many more faiths besides that. The worship of Amaterasu and Anum's other fragments in the four nations. The druids in the Dark Forest who worship Titania and Oberon. Even the few devil worshippers who practice the Ars Goetia of the Hells Below. A thousand other faiths, each with their own subject of worship.
You are a priest, but not a priest of any of these faiths. No, no. You are above such paltry trappings. Your God is beautiful. They are cruel. Uncaring. They are above the comprehension of the races, no more than an ant can comprehend the human about to crush it.
You are a worshipper of the Outer Ones, and this is your story.
Four voices call out to you:
[X] A voice as clear as starlight, a voice that draws constellations in the sky. A voice locked behind the gates, yearning to be unbound. (Deity: Katachi, the Liminal Devourer)
[X] A chorus of voices, as sweet as honey and as slithery as worms. They whisper promises stained in red. "Join us." They say. "Join us and you can live blissfully." And in front of you, you witness a spread of red. Jellied blood, weeping marrows, the brains of rabbits, the guts of wolves. (Deity: The Red Grail)
[X] Another chorus, this one harsh and mechanical. "You should be part of this machine." They say, and their voice is like splintering glass. "It is the right thing to do. It is how things should be." They say, and so you do. (Deity: The Hollow Dreamers)
[X] A chittering skitter of skin, faces emblazoned into it's robe. Quietly, it whispers into your ear. Whispers sweet, horrible things. A tone full of love. A tone full of hate. A tone full of a thousand things and a thousand emotions, some that you have barely felt. Vivacity, alacrity, vitriol, all blending into one. "I would welcome you to the City" it says. (Deity: L'Inconnu)
And then it is done. The pact is sealed. And you are floating in a grand void, and you have seen your face in front of you, and you are yourself but not yourself, because your name has been lost to time. You are lesser. Diminished.
Who are you?
[X] Title (Your Name Has Been Lost)
[X] Gender (Male, Female, Neither)
[X] Appearance
[X] Personality
I really, really wanted a Dark Priest Strategy Quest with their own God so.. if anyone wants to hear more about it.. DM me.
You are a priest, but not a priest of any of these faiths. No, no. You are above such paltry trappings. Your God is beautiful. They are cruel. Uncaring. They are above the comprehension of the races, no more than an ant can comprehend the human about to crush it.
You are a worshipper of the Outer Ones, and this is your story.
Four voices call out to you:
[X] A voice as clear as starlight, a voice that draws constellations in the sky. A voice locked behind the gates, yearning to be unbound. (Deity: Katachi, the Liminal Devourer)
[X] A chorus of voices, as sweet as honey and as slithery as worms. They whisper promises stained in red. "Join us." They say. "Join us and you can live blissfully." And in front of you, you witness a spread of red. Jellied blood, weeping marrows, the brains of rabbits, the guts of wolves. (Deity: The Red Grail)
[X] Another chorus, this one harsh and mechanical. "You should be part of this machine." They say, and their voice is like splintering glass. "It is the right thing to do. It is how things should be." They say, and so you do. (Deity: The Hollow Dreamers)
[X] A chittering skitter of skin, faces emblazoned into it's robe. Quietly, it whispers into your ear. Whispers sweet, horrible things. A tone full of love. A tone full of hate. A tone full of a thousand things and a thousand emotions, some that you have barely felt. Vivacity, alacrity, vitriol, all blending into one. "I would welcome you to the City" it says. (Deity: L'Inconnu)
And then it is done. The pact is sealed. And you are floating in a grand void, and you have seen your face in front of you, and you are yourself but not yourself, because your name has been lost to time. You are lesser. Diminished.
Who are you?
[X] Title (Your Name Has Been Lost)
[X] Gender (Male, Female, Neither)
[X] Appearance
[X] Personality
I really, really wanted a Dark Priest Strategy Quest with their own God so.. if anyone wants to hear more about it.. DM me.
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