The_Ancestor [he/him]

Some experiments should have never happened. You are doing just work, ending them.

As life ebbs, terrible vistas of emptiness reveal themselves. :sicko-yes:

I was lord of this place, before the crows and rats made it their domain.

The walls close in, the shadows whisper of conspiracy! :biden-alert:

Seize this momentum! Push on to the task's end!

:good-morning: My obsession caused this great foulness, and it is shameful that I must rely upon you to set it right.

The poor Caretaker, I fear his long-standing duties here have ...affected him.

The thrill of the hunt... The promise of payment...

The mind cannot hope to withstand such an assault.

:barbarian: Barbaric rage and unrelenting savagery make for a powerful ally.

A champion markswoman keen for a new kind of challenge. :sicko-fem:

The :LIB: of the Hamlet is nothing, I fear, when compared to the condition of surrounding acres. :reddit-logo:

In those younger years my home was a hive of unbridled hedonism, a roiling apiary where instinct and impulse were indulged with wild abandon. A bewitching predator slipped in amidst the swarm of tittering sycophants. Though outwardly urbane, I could sense in her a mocking thirst. Driven half-mad by cloying vulgarity I plotted to rid myself of this lurking threat in a grand display of sadistic sport. But as the moment of murder drew nigh, the gibbous moon revealed her inhuman desires in all their stultifying hideousness… :cringe:

I remember days when the sun shone, and laughter could be heard from the tavern.

Without tools of iron, you must rely on flesh and indefatigable purpose.

A single drop of that forbidden tannin gifted me with a dizzying glimpse of a hibernating horror beneath my feet, and in that moment, I understood the terrible truth of the world.

The raw strength of youth may be spent, but his eyes hold the secrets of a hundred campaigns. :rat-salute:

A mighty sword-arm anchored by a holy purpose. A zealous warrior.

Be wary - triumphant pride precipitates a dizzying fall...

To fall for such a little thing... a bite of bread...