Altizica sighed, staring at the rock he held in his hand. The rock was the last piece of the Izzen world he had eaten...he wasn’t quite sure why he kept it but I thought it as a memento of past journeys. Now it was simply a memento to past sins. What do you do when past sins come crawling back to you? I used to know the answer to the question but it seems time has altered the answer. Altizica thought to himself. He had an uncomfortable smile as he thought back to it. It used to bring him amusement to think of these things. Why not now? Why was this different?
As Altizica put the rock up one of his devoted entered the room, robed and unmasked, seemingly very relaxed. “My lord the child Jude has arrived for his teachings. Shall I let him in?” Altizica nodded quietly and the cultist walked off briskly to let Jude in. Altizica was still in his human form, lounging on a large couch in a rather normal looking living room if it weren’t for the obviously Eldritch paintings and large stature of a eldritch being at the far right wall.
@Romi
As Altizica put the rock up one of his devoted entered the room, robed and unmasked, seemingly very relaxed. “My lord the child Jude has arrived for his teachings. Shall I let him in?” Altizica nodded quietly and the cultist walked off briskly to let Jude in. Altizica was still in his human form, lounging on a large couch in a rather normal looking living room if it weren’t for the obviously Eldritch paintings and large stature of a eldritch being at the far right wall.
@Romi