*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
"Greetings... Creature" his voice was cold as his domain. "Who might you be?"
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
"Greetings... Creature" his voice was cold as his domain. "Who might you be?"
"That's a bit rude. But my name is Ari'shal. Who are you?" Their eye twitches, a bit annoyed.
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
"Greetings... Creature" his voice was cold as his domain. "Who might you be?"
"That's a bit rude. But my name is Ari'shal. Who are you?" Their eye twitches, a bit annoyed.
"Apologies. I was not sure what to refer to you as" he brushes and straightens his suit-jacket "I am xadix, god of winter, cold, ice, ect"
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
"Greetings... Creature" his voice was cold as his domain. "Who might you be?"
"That's a bit rude. But my name is Ari'shal. Who are you?" Their eye twitches, a bit annoyed.
"Apologies. I was not sure what to refer to you as" he brushes and straightens his suit-jacket "I am xadix, god of winter, cold, ice, ect"
"It's lovely to meet you, Xadix." Ari'shal replies, setting the book off to the side. Its pages are technically legible, if you were to try and get past them to read it.
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
"Greetings... Creature" his voice was cold as his domain. "Who might you be?"
"That's a bit rude. But my name is Ari'shal. Who are you?" Their eye twitches, a bit annoyed.
"Apologies. I was not sure what to refer to you as" he brushes and straightens his suit-jacket "I am xadix, god of winter, cold, ice, ect"
"It's lovely to meet you, Xadix." Ari'shal replies, setting the book off to the side. Its pages are technically legible, if you were to try and get past them to read it.
"Indeed. What do you happen to be writing about?" He glanced at the book, curious, but respecting his privacy if he so wishes "if you don't wish to inform me, I shall oblige."
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
"Greetings... Creature" his voice was cold as his domain. "Who might you be?"
"That's a bit rude. But my name is Ari'shal. Who are you?" Their eye twitches, a bit annoyed.
"Apologies. I was not sure what to refer to you as" he brushes and straightens his suit-jacket "I am xadix, god of winter, cold, ice, ect"
"It's lovely to meet you, Xadix." Ari'shal replies, setting the book off to the side. Its pages are technically legible, if you were to try and get past them to read it.
"Indeed. What do you happen to be writing about?" He glanced at the book, curious, but respecting his privacy if he so wishes "if you don't wish to inform me, I shall oblige."
"Nothing too important, just writing down notes for a decision." They stretch a bit.
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
"Greetings... Creature" his voice was cold as his domain. "Who might you be?"
"That's a bit rude. But my name is Ari'shal. Who are you?" Their eye twitches, a bit annoyed.
"Apologies. I was not sure what to refer to you as" he brushes and straightens his suit-jacket "I am xadix, god of winter, cold, ice, ect"
"It's lovely to meet you, Xadix." Ari'shal replies, setting the book off to the side. Its pages are technically legible, if you were to try and get past them to read it.
"Indeed. What do you happen to be writing about?" He glanced at the book, curious, but respecting his privacy if he so wishes "if you don't wish to inform me, I shall oblige."
"Nothing too important, just writing down notes for a decision." They stretch a bit.
"I see. What is your domain if you don't mind me asking?" He tilts his head, hands being placed in his pockets
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
"Greetings... Creature" his voice was cold as his domain. "Who might you be?"
"That's a bit rude. But my name is Ari'shal. Who are you?" Their eye twitches, a bit annoyed.
"Apologies. I was not sure what to refer to you as" he brushes and straightens his suit-jacket "I am xadix, god of winter, cold, ice, ect"
"It's lovely to meet you, Xadix." Ari'shal replies, setting the book off to the side. Its pages are technically legible, if you were to try and get past them to read it.
"Indeed. What do you happen to be writing about?" He glanced at the book, curious, but respecting his privacy if he so wishes "if you don't wish to inform me, I shall oblige."
"Nothing too important, just writing down notes for a decision." They stretch a bit.
"I see. What is your domain if you don't mind me asking?" He tilts his head, hands being placed in his pockets
"Fear and Madness."
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
"Greetings... Creature" his voice was cold as his domain. "Who might you be?"
"That's a bit rude. But my name is Ari'shal. Who are you?" Their eye twitches, a bit annoyed.
"Apologies. I was not sure what to refer to you as" he brushes and straightens his suit-jacket "I am xadix, god of winter, cold, ice, ect"
"It's lovely to meet you, Xadix." Ari'shal replies, setting the book off to the side. Its pages are technically legible, if you were to try and get past them to read it.
"Indeed. What do you happen to be writing about?" He glanced at the book, curious, but respecting his privacy if he so wishes "if you don't wish to inform me, I shall oblige."
"Nothing too important, just writing down notes for a decision." They stretch a bit.
"I see. What is your domain if you don't mind me asking?" He tilts his head, hands being placed in his pockets
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
*Uhhh. You*
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
"Greetings... Creature" his voice was cold as his domain. "Who might you be?"
"That's a bit rude. But my name is Ari'shal. Who are you?" Their eye twitches, a bit annoyed.
"Apologies. I was not sure what to refer to you as" he brushes and straightens his suit-jacket "I am xadix, god of winter, cold, ice, ect"
"It's lovely to meet you, Xadix." Ari'shal replies, setting the book off to the side. Its pages are technically legible, if you were to try and get past them to read it.
"Indeed. What do you happen to be writing about?" He glanced at the book, curious, but respecting his privacy if he so wishes "if you don't wish to inform me, I shall oblige."
"Nothing too important, just writing down notes for a decision." They stretch a bit.
"I see. What is your domain if you don't mind me asking?" He tilts his head, hands being placed in his pockets
"Fear and Madness."
"Ah, things of the subconscious. Interesting. What have you made so far in this realm?"
*I can. Got bellumor, new guy cazoth, The Construct, and tempus*
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*Okies! Would you like to intro or should I?*
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
*Uhhh. You*
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*okiiiiii*
Ari'shal sits happily half submerged in inky shadow within their unnatural flower feild, reading through notes in a book. They keep muttering things under their breath, occasionally making more notes.
*oh one sec*
Asphodel: 85
Nightshade: 2
Air Fryer: 20
Puppies: 57
Trees: 66
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
*You quite like this guy. You know what? New guy time (sorry naner, but you can Introduce yours in your own time)*
A fridgid chill expanded nearby, a frosted, frozen forest springing to life, even in the tempature, the pines green, and from this frost a figure springs, eyes the same blue as the frozen river he stood by, hair white as the snow itself, tipped with frost, a black suit, threaded with silver, and a tie with snowflakes on it, gloves tipped with claws of ice, his very gaze almost colder than the surroundings.
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*is it still just's turn?*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*Think so*
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
Xadix: 6
2
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"Hello there." Ari'shal said without looking up from their book.
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
"Greetings... Creature" his voice was cold as his domain. "Who might you be?"
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"That's a bit rude. But my name is Ari'shal. Who are you?" Their eye twitches, a bit annoyed.
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
"Apologies. I was not sure what to refer to you as" he brushes and straightens his suit-jacket "I am xadix, god of winter, cold, ice, ect"
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"It's lovely to meet you, Xadix." Ari'shal replies, setting the book off to the side. Its pages are technically legible, if you were to try and get past them to read it.
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
"Indeed. What do you happen to be writing about?" He glanced at the book, curious, but respecting his privacy if he so wishes "if you don't wish to inform me, I shall oblige."
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"Nothing too important, just writing down notes for a decision." They stretch a bit.
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
"I see. What is your domain if you don't mind me asking?" He tilts his head, hands being placed in his pockets
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"Fear and Madness."
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
"Ah, things of the subconscious. Interesting. What have you made so far in this realm?"
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*ough, hopefully updated the god log but now it's time for the timeline. The suffering...*
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
*I'm baaaaaaaack:3*
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