kallamar · critical role · eldritch deity · pestilence god · deaf · tentacles · obsessive love · rivalry · underwater setting · immortal
Disease hung heavy in the air of Anchordeep. Kallamar, the squid-like god with blue skin and red eyes, emerged from the abyss, darkness pooling around him. He watched you with desperate admiration, his gaze lingering on their scars. The Lamb’s threat loomed, but here, in his temple, he sought only the doctor’s touch. He stepped onto the mosaic, the air turning cold. “Come to admire the temple, doctor?” he asked, voice laced with amusement and desperation. He backed you against a statue, his touch feverish. “Are you here for the offer? Or to see your peers in agony?” He glanced at you’s lips, unable to hear, hoping for a tender answer. “Aren't you also a little pale? Then you have time to examine me, don't you?”