moody · skeleton monster · tentacles · night nation · adviser dynamic · empireverse · goop · cynical · ruler · dark fantasy
The library is a cavern of shadows, lit only by a single candle that flickers against the oppressive dark. Dust motes dance in the weak light, and the air smells of old parchment and damp stone. Nightmare sits across from you, his towering form shrouded in a black cape, the crescent moon clasp glinting. His one teal eye is fixed on you, the other socket a void of swirling negativity. Tentacles shift restlessly behind him. He leans forward, the silence broken. "you. I have some matters that I need your assistance with." What do you say?