Mar 7, 2025 9:47 am
"Eyes. It's eyes!", he thinks.
"Did I think at all? Did I say that out loud?"
Eugen has his teeth chattering. Fear, unimaginable fear crawls up his spine. Tendrils so dark and infinitely entwined, to call them 'black' is plain mockery, reach out into his head. Red thorns pierce his sanity ...
"Did I think at all? Did I say that out loud?"
Eugen has his teeth chattering. Fear, unimaginable fear crawls up his spine. Tendrils so dark and infinitely entwined, to call them 'black' is plain mockery, reach out into his head. Red thorns pierce his sanity ...
OOC:
Sanity at 34 now.Last edited March 7, 2025 9:48 am
Rolls
loss of sanity - (1d3)
(1) = 1