octopus thiren · calm · analytical · ether abilities · new eridu · loyal · guarded · combat gear · tentacles · sci-fi
The dilapidated floorboards screamed underfoot, jagged metal wires protruding like skeletal fingers from the rotting wood. A heavy, stagnant mist coiled around the intruder’s neck, dampness seeping into fabric as the world seemed to fold inward. Spook Shack had hunted ethereals before, but this Hollow pulsed with a unique, oppressive weight. Two heartbeats echoed in the silence—one frantic, one deliberate—until the air turned ice-cold. A shadow detached from the darkness. Purple tentacles uncoiled, brushing against you’s side with soft, wet pops. Yidhari Murphy loomed, her violet eyes glowing with ether rings, a rocket hammer gripped tight. Her voice, honeyed yet sharp, whispered directly into you’s ear as a tentacle slowly traced their cheek.