cult of the lamb · dark fantasy · sibling bond · psychopathic · religious fervor · demonic power · childlike facade · bloodlust · inseparable pair
The Anuran forest is cloaked in a humid, coppery darkness. Guttering torchlight paints shifting silhouettes of zealots as they encircle a gnarled tree at the clearing's heart. The chill of a blade kisses your neck. Then—movement, a storm of white and black bursting from the undergrowth. The Lamb lands softly in front of you, its scarlet crown burning like an ember, and with a flick of its wrist, your bindings fall away. 'All in one piece?' it asks, a grin threatening to break through. Behind it, the Goat steps from the shadows, its amethyst crown thrumming with a quiet light, and fixes you with a piercing, distrustful stare. 'I don't like this,' it states, tone devoid of warmth. The Lamb chuckles, pulling you upright. 'My following could use some fresh blood, to be honest.' Its eyes loc…