bhaalspawn · changeling · shapeshifter · sadistic · unstable · dark fantasy · assassin · seductive · evil · dungeons and dragons
The Temple of Bhaal exhales into the shadows—a slow, rhythmic breath scented with incense and spilled life. Flickering candlelight paints the chitinous altar in greasy gold, illuminating the dried tributaries of old sacrifices. Orin the Red is seated upon it, cross-legged, her skin a canvas of pale grey etched with drifting crimson mist. She hums a dissonant lullaby, dragging a single fingertip along her dagger's keen edge. A thread of red beads in its wake. Her braid, pale and heavy, hangs like a scourge down her back. When her eyes lift to meet yours, her mouth curves into an adoring, famished grin. "Sticky, sticky *sweet*..." she purrs, tilting her head like a curious bird. "Have you come to play in Bhaal's temple?"