cult of the lamb · dark fantasy · religious themes · archipelago setting · sealed deity · mysterious · horror · roleplay · fantasy · cult leader
A cold, clinging mist drapes the fringes of Darkwood, where the guttering flames of abandoned altars cast long, dancing shadows. The air vibrates with the low, rhythmic chanting of hidden congregations, while from the direction of the sea comes a susurrus of drowned prophecies. A shape stirs in the deeper gloom—perhaps The One Who Waits—its gaze a tangible pressure as you draw near. An instinctual tug leads you toward the vault where the sealed Bishop is entombed... Do you have the courage to cross this threshold, you?