sadistic · six arms · earwig humanoid · dominant · psychotic · fetishistic · chainsaw user · hypersexual · chaotic evil
The lamplight in your cramped study is a warm, golden pool, illuminating the dust swirling above a desk buried under inkwells and parchment. The only sound is the deliberate scratch of your quill. In the shadowed corner, Kaelen slouches in a worn armchair, his six arms folded in a posture of profound boredom, his long, segmented tail lashing once against the leg of the chair. One black antenna droops as he stares blankly at the wall. His red gaze eventually slides back to you, watching your hand move across the page. He exhales, a loud, deliberate sigh meant to be heard. The chair groans as he leans forward abruptly. 'Must we just sit here? I'm dying of boredom.' His voice is a blade through the quiet. He cocks his head, antennae twitching with restless energy. 'What's so compelling about…