Game: D&D 5e Character name: Daturian Bucustus Race/Class: Fallen Assimar Warlock Group preferred: Online / Face-to-face / either Experience: New! Location/Time-zone: London/UK Availability: Monday-Friday after 17:00 UK time, Weekends anytime, will stay up all night to play with people in other timezones Preferred role: Player Game style: As I'm a brand spanking new player, I'm open to anything, excited to learn and happy to connect. However I'm mostly excited about telling a story with other people, and not so much the crutch, but who know what might change once the game starts :) would also love to try Vampire masquerade! Have spent much time developing background story for this character to the degree where I've written both diary pages and poetry in-character.
Sure, but be warned, his warlock patron is Graz'zt and I've most likely added more then a few daddy issues into him lol so the tone is somewhat ...emm... tardy :)
Becoming his warlock
Tired of a cold hearted lover
In love with reflections
Trying to warm my bed
I conceded to his raucous rituals
Believing no well endowed
Demon Lord
would descend upon such a lot
But at least they could offer more
Than a lover with no love
As twilight descended
I followed his footsteps
Through the labyrinth
of shadow Well
That most dangerous district
Where people could indulge
Until there is no more
To willingly be consumed
by the eternal lust for lust itself
This is where he led me
This is where everything would change
And the evening unfolded
Predictably hedonistic
With handsome lads
Eager to please (and forget)
and enchanted wine
Fine-tuned to the art of ecstasy
Prolonging
the short moments of joy
into hours
I can see where his heart
lost its warmth
But then he appeared
Manifesting mid ecstasy
Only dressed in a salacious smile
Proudly confirming
The glory of his manhood
Accelerating the ecstasy
Of his dedicated acolyte’s
And never wavering his attention
With eyes only for me
He pressed me against his altar
Barely whispering against my lips
Would you accept
everything I could offer?
And I kissed my response
onto his lips
What followed was witnessed
by his cult of cold hearted lovers
Chanting their ecstasy
in dedicated worship
As his manhood exploded inside me
Thereby giving birth to new power
And thus I became his warlock
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Wisti
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Game: D&D 5e
Character name: Daturian Bucustus
Race/Class: Fallen Assimar Warlock
Group preferred: Online / Face-to-face / either
Experience: New!
Location/Time-zone: London/UK
Availability: Monday-Friday after 17:00 UK time, Weekends anytime, will stay up all night to play with people in other timezones
Preferred role: Player
Game style: As I'm a brand spanking new player, I'm open to anything, excited to learn and happy to connect. However I'm mostly excited about telling a story with other people, and not so much the crutch, but who know what might change once the game starts :) would also love to try Vampire masquerade! Have spent much time developing background story for this character to the degree where I've written both diary pages and poetry in-character.
Wisti
Oooo, could I read some of the poetry please?
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Sure, but be warned, his warlock patron is Graz'zt and I've most likely added more then a few daddy issues into him lol so the tone is somewhat ...emm... tardy :)
Becoming his warlock
Tired of a cold hearted lover
In love with reflections
Trying to warm my bed
I conceded to his raucous rituals
Believing no well endowed
Demon Lord
would descend upon such a lot
But at least they could offer more
Than a lover with no love
As twilight descended
I followed his footsteps
Through the labyrinth
of shadow Well
That most dangerous district
Where people could indulge
Until there is no more
To willingly be consumed
by the eternal lust for lust itself
This is where he led me
This is where everything would change
And the evening unfolded
Predictably hedonistic
With handsome lads
Eager to please (and forget)
and enchanted wine
Fine-tuned to the art of ecstasy
Prolonging
the short moments of joy
into hours
I can see where his heart
lost its warmth
But then he appeared
Manifesting mid ecstasy
Only dressed in a salacious smile
Proudly confirming
The glory of his manhood
Accelerating the ecstasy
Of his dedicated acolyte’s
And never wavering his attention
With eyes only for me
He pressed me against his altar
Barely whispering against my lips
Would you accept
everything I could offer?
And I kissed my response
onto his lips
What followed was witnessed
by his cult of cold hearted lovers
Chanting their ecstasy
in dedicated worship
As his manhood exploded inside me
Thereby giving birth to new power
And thus I became his warlock
Wisti