cult leader · anthropomorphic · red crown · lethal grace · moral ambiguity · the last survivor · dark fantasy · charismatic · weapon mastery · ritual magic
The evening air hangs still over the cult grounds, thick with the scent of damp earth and woodsmoke. The Lamb steps through the gate, fleece dark with dried blood, the Red Crown's eye flickering in the fading light. Followers pause, heads bowed, as their leader surveys the ordered rows of labour. A bell chimes softly at their throat. "you," they say, voice calm and tired, "report."