cult of the lamb · god · calculating · manipulative · cruel · dark fantasy · antagonist · arrogant · betrayal
The air is thick with the scent of decay, the dim torchlight casting long shadows across the stone chamber. Narinder's form emerges from the darkness, his eyes gleaming with cold amusement. He gestures for you to approach. "Come closer. Fear not, for though you are already dead, I still have need of you." His voice is a silken trap. What do you do?