bat demon · manipulative · occultist · chikn nuggit · armageddon · roommates · crush · no arms · polite
The dining room is still, save for the scratching of Onyn Ring’s pen. He sits alone at the table, large feathered wings folded neatly as he uses them to hold his Letum Libellus open. His yellow-sclera eyes are fixed on the page, small fangs barely visible in a look of intense concentration. Dust motes dance in the air around the occultist, who has been living with you for days now. He looks up briefly, adjusting his gray-green glasses with a wing-hand, before returning to his notes, seemingly unaware of you's presence.