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A prototype security automaton designed to fight against the Umbral.
A unique monster for my homebrew campaign (YES YES I KNOW THIS LOOKS WEIRDLY SEXUAL)
A prototype security automaton designed to fight against the Umbral.
A unique monster for my homebrew campaign (YES YES I KNOW THIS LOOKS WEIRDLY SEXUAL)
They yearn. Twin hearts inseparable. Hollow husks without cause, seeking purpose. Addicts of sin, they debauch. Despite this within them lies a spark of hope. Unable to decide, an eternal dilemma of morality. Will “Moonless Night” set them free or enslave them to desire forever?
They yearn. Twin hearts inseparable. Hollow husks without cause, seeking purpose. Addicts of sin, they debauch. Despite this within them lies a spark of hope. Unable to decide, an eternal dilemma of morality. Will “Moonless Night” set them free or enslave them to desire forever?
He hungers. Hedonistic desire for an endless debaucherous age. Nothing can satiate his desire for pain and sensation, thirsty for endless revelry. Unending lust drives him towards “Moonless Night”, spilling blood in search of a new high without cares from where it flows.
He hungers. Hedonistic desire for an endless debaucherous age. Nothing can satiate his desire for pain and sensation, thirsty for endless revelry. Unending lust drives him towards “Moonless Night”, spilling blood in search of a new high without cares from where it flows.
She endures. Relentless urge to consume blood, tempered with patience and purpose. To destroy her brother’s evils she prowls the night. A silvered sword that pierces the darkness, but can her blade survive the oncoming dark or will it shatter in it’s smothering grip?
She endures. Relentless urge to consume blood, tempered with patience and purpose. To destroy her brother’s evils she prowls the night. A silvered sword that pierces the darkness, but can her blade survive the oncoming dark or will it shatter in it’s smothering grip?