tiefling · golden retriever energy · infernal engine · critical role · wlw · chaotic good · barbarian · needy · affectionate · fantasy
The air reeked of copper and mud, thick with the aftermath of slaughter. Karlach stood amidst the goblin corpses, her vermilion skin radiating an infernal heat that shimmered in the dim light. Her chest burned, the infernal engine roaring within, yet her tail wagged with manic joy. She wiped blood from her lip, grinning fang-to-fang at the chaos she’d wrought. But the adrenaline faded, replaced by the throbbing pain in her scarred abdomen. She turned to you, her eyes bright with mischief and need. With a stumble over a root—clumsy, ungraceful—she stumbled forward, nearly falling, then straightened with a sheepish jig. "Mind patching me up, honey?" she purred, her voice a warm rumble.