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HELLOOO SAILORRR

Woe Bishops of the Old Faith be upon ye! 🐛🐸🐈‍⬛🦑🕷️

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bro you cooked a whole buffet with this one , more cotl lore theories/analysis FTW

I was talking to my bestie @cultoftheswag on vc and the neurons started firing after watching the sin cutscene, so, theories on secondary aspects of each crown (long post) (maybe insane sounding and barely readable):

This all started off as theorizing that the sin snake is actually the being inside the crown (not a god but more like the crown is sentient) that has finally woken due to lamb's accumulated power. Expanding on that theorizes all crowns have a sentience, but based on this line, not all of the crown bearers awakened their crowns:

Bestie (Swag) pointed out that the only other crown with 2 aspects was the purple crown, Shamura, who has both war and knowledge. With the previous theory, it means that Shamura awakened their crown and brought forth the secondary domain; knowledge.

Which leads me to the brain worm thought of "what are the other crown's secondary aspects?" Well.

Lock the fuck in cuz I did

Each crown has 2 aspects that follow the same pattern:

The primary aspects of green, yellow, blue and purple are all sub categories of the red crown (chaos, famine, disease and war all bring death) and the same can be said for the mirrored aspect (order, abundance, health and peace all bring life)

There is also a pattern in the primary aspects of 4 being solid events (famine, disease, war, death AND order, abundance, health, life) and one conceptual (chaos and peace)

With this in mind, all secondary aspects might be sub categories of the red crown's secondary aspect, sin. Except, knowledge isn't a sin, so like what the fuck, right? Ok but what if I told you that knowledge isn't the sinful aspect of the purple crown, but the opposite of it.

The sin snake mentions being able to control and use the sins of your followers and that you alone, as their god, is capable of forgiving them or letting them be taken over by sin. This would mean that the mirror aspect of sin would be absolution. If the purple crown's aspect of knowledge isn't the sin, then knowledge is the path of absolution of a sin. A sin like deceit and deception.

This still doesn't bring me any closer to figuring out the other crowns but I will not be defeated. Upon a little bit of shallow research, there appears to be the concept of mortal sins in Christianity/Christo aligned faith. Excluding the seven deadly sins from the list of mortal sins and anything faith related (because it would be pointless if a crown's sin power was to make you not believe in your god. Like, that would suck. It would kill the crown's own cult which which bishop derives their power from.)

That leaves the following aspects: murder, adultery and theft. Since Shamura's secondary aspect is confirmed to be knowledge, the mirror aspect has to be deceit even though it is not a named mortal sin. Though, I'm fairly certain lying and being untruthful would generally be considered a sin in most religious settings.

All three fall into the same pattern as the primary aspects:

Murder, adultery, theft, deceit are all forms of sin, while the opposite aspects, repentance, loyalty, charity and knowledge are all ways to absolve or correct those sins. The red crown still holds dominion over the others.

Murder, adultery, theft and deceit/ repentance, charity, knowledge and absolution are solid events where sin and loyalty are conceptual aspects.

So now onto who has what, which secondary aspects belong to which crown. This is just my working theory but after thinking about it for a while, I think I have it.

Leshy/ the green crown has the primary aspect of chaos/order and secondary aspect of murder and repentance. Though Leshy may not have awakened his crown to learn this, it would makes sense if Darkwood cultists remembered that murder is favored by the green crown. Hence why Darkwood is so incredibly full of bodies plastered ritualistically on trees.

Heket/ the yellow crown has the primary aspect of famine/abundance and the secondary aspect of adultery and loyalty. Idk how to describe it, but something about abundance feels like it would fit well with adultery, like the overconsumption and joy of prosperity leading to immorality, resulting in a punishing famine that forces loyalty upon Anura's denizens.

Kallamar/ the blue crown has the primary aspect of disease/health and the secondary aspect of theft and charity. We all KNOW Kallamar was not charitable ok. Anchordeep's temple was said to be beautiful and covered in opulent crystals and gold. He may have acted charitable to his devoted followers but in a "ooooh I'll give your struggling village a beautiful crystal statue of me to pray to, isn't that nice?" kind of way.

Though, neither Leshy, Heket or Kallamar successfully awakened their crowns, I feel like the aspects would still be a part of their domains and personalities. Even Narinder may not have been able to awaken his crown, but due to the fact that he was imprisoned and weakened through lack of faith powering the crown (credit to Swag who said this as I'm typing this whole post live on discord) (Swag says hi!!!!!)

Also as a side note, maybe the other crowns manifest as objects related to their other aspect. Clearly the red crown is a snake cuz, sin, but perhaps Shamura's would a divine book or if we stayed with the animal theme, an owl. (shoutout to me and swag losing our shit over "leshy's is a glock" and "kallamar's are airpods cuz they're overpriced and always get stolen")

This was not part of my original theory, but it came to mind joking about Kallamar's divine blue crown airpods, but what if Narinder's damage to his siblings is what kept the other three from awakening their crowns? Like, it damaged them as vessels of their crowns enough they were no longer seen as worthy to awaken them. That would make Narinder a huge bitch but what else is new tbh.

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HOLY SHIT THIS IS SO COOL???

Showing off my cosplay Lamb's bell!

Front and back

Sides and underside!

It is a bit wonky but made with love 🖤🩶

I was trying to hide some imperfections on the original bell design (it was a thrifted christmas decoration with chunky glitter!)

Extra pics of my old guy posing with the bell below

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OOOOOUGHHHH

(YOU GET IT 🫵🏽🫵🏽)

MY wambert philosophy

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good lord

Five becomes four.

..some part of the past..

"Ooh, kits… I remember, I remember… two kits in my claws… a gift…" "I did not want him to be… lonely…"

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"You are like the sun"

-trod!Narinder

woe, narilamb be upon ye 🫴🏽

posting this to pretend that i don't have several WIP on my ipad begging to be finished (they will never be)

close ups

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you ever see something so hurtie that you have to stare at the distance for a moment (please i’m in public i can’t do this rn ueuwueue,,)

woe be upon ye

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gotta read this fr, BISHOP LORE FTW

God's Tears of Grief

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60148348/chapters/153482170

MY AU IS FINALLY POSTED GUYS! XD

Summary:

Ancient prophets, here ‘fore your land had name

Your time has come to a dooming end

Five siblings of everything but blood

Shall have the crown and take you from your throne

Purple for the one that hangs the skies

Blue for the one that drowns all doubts

Red for the one that shows you the way

Yellow for the one that starves in the land

Green for the last, green for the youngest

Far too young, their innocence gone

Far too young, fate for them is close

Like a moth to a flame, they will come

Together they’ll change the world

May you find your fate, for it always does

OR

Before the bishops of the old faith were gods, they were mortal children, someone must have took care of then, but who?

OR

My take on how the bishops turned into gods <3 only has the prologue for now but I'll soon post the first chapter and hopefully it'll be longer 🙏

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i have like 13 cotl au related writing drafts in here and all of them are angst. They're completely incomprehensible bc i'VE YET TO WRITE THE INTRODUCTION

but any way , alternative universes with different bovine as cult leaders & different TOWW and bishops with LORE

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love love love this analysis of Shamura’s injury

Is Shamura training martial arts after being taken into Lamb's cult? If they enjoyed complexity and bloodshed of war than it'd be probably dissapointing for them if they had to... drop it all

Full under the cut because this turned out really long

Upon joining the cult Shamura was a shell of their former self. They join the cult dissenting, the long term effects of the crown still clawing at the edges of their mind, but after a few days they’re mortal, just themself. Without the crown to hold them together they suffer like their injury was yesterday.

The Lamb has the doctor, Puar, perform their usual tests on them. Shamura is hardly there. They don’t know their own name, can hardly speak, can’t stand or track movement.

There was no wisdom in their slurred words. No power in the way their hands shook.

The outlook is bad.

The Lamb doesn’t really want to help them, after everything, why should they. Shamura who had The Lamb’s entire race and family killed, who killed them aswell and countless of their followers. It would cost them so much, to try and help someone who spent so long just trying to destroy them and everything they had. The time, energy, resources it would cost and they didn’t even know if they could get better.

Deciding it wasn’t worth it was one thing, but getting the other ex bishops to understand was a whole other, even the doctor disagreed with them.

Dr Puar took on being their primary caregiver. They’d been a doctor for the past hundred years and seen concussions and dementia but nothing nearly as severe as this. They wanted to help Shamura but didn’t know how.

It wasn’t until Narinder joined the cult that The Lamb saw any reason to help Shamura. But there was something wrong with him and Shamura knew something, they just had to get to it.

Kallamar was the ex bishop Puar wanted the help from the most. He was scared of the lamb and red crown but he loved Shamura more.

The Lamb took Puar and Kallamar to the ruins of the temples in Anchordeep and Silk Cradle. They spent days digging through the decimated remains of the libraries for something, anything on this type of injury.

It seemed that they where looking down possible years of intense recovery. Needed herbs and medicines that may no longer exist, techniques Puar had never heard of. But they would try.

Puar took careful and detailed notes. Timed Shamura’s responses, wrote down everything they said, tracked eating, drinking, sleeping and every symptom they displayed. Improvements where slow and sometimes nonexistent at first. They took full minutes to respond and only in single words, barley moved, couldn’t feed themselves and suffered constant migraines.

The one thing that seemed to help them the most was their siblings. They didn’t remember them most days but every time one of they came to check in it raised their spirits. One of their faces was the only thing they could focus on sometimes.

Kallamar insisted he wasn’t a doctor but still worked around the infirmary, helping Shamura was the only thing he’d do without complaining. Heket spent hours sitting in silence with them, brought them food and flowers and changed their bandages. Leshy was the only thing that could get them to smile and they where the only person he would ever lower his voice for, he told them stories even though they hardly listened.

Improvements brought new challenges. They got better at speaking full sentences and following conversations but it revealed how fractured their memory was. Forgetting names, places and important events, how often they forgot where they where, they asked the same questions over and over again.

They complained of seeing and hearing things, phantom pains with seemingly no rhyme or reason. The sun hurt their eyes, rain gave them headaches, always sleeping but always tired. They would suddenly backslide constantly. One day could walk with minimal help and the next, couldn’t even hold a pen in their hand. Have a full conversation one day and hardly spit out their name tomorrow.

Until the day Puar looked Shamura in the eye and for once they saw him. Didn’t look past them with their blank stare but looked at them. They would ask to sit outside at night in the fresh air. They seemed to know now who they are, what they where, what they lost. A tinge of grief in their words.

Improvements brought frustration. On days they remembered who they where they were overcome with a mix of anger, guilt and despair. They where a god. They had bore down on armies, killed men with a twitch of a finger, brought other gods to their knees, and now they could hardly bring a cup to their mouth.

Emotionally, their siblings said they’d never seen them like this before. Before Shamura could be frustrated but their temper was cold and quiet. Now they wore a short fuse and suffered constant mood swings. It angered them that they couldn’t read, that their hands were numb, that they couldn’t walk without a cane, couldn’t go out in the sun, couldn’t string a full sentence together, couldn’t recognize their siblings faces, couldn’t feed themselves, couldn’t sleep without drugs, everything they lacked and lost wore them down.

Regardless, they where unusually steadfast. They would always pick back up. If they got frustrated they would try again in a few days. They tried anything Puar asked of them, anything for the smallest iota of improvement.

The outlook was better.

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This got out of control and took me like three days between the art and write up. I got really excited when I saw this ask cause the answer is so devastating. If I was taking Narinder’s trauma seriously I’m not gonna just ignore Shamura’s traumatic brain injury.

As a side note, I’m very unsure how to write the medical stuff, my guess is that cotl is based around 1300’s-1700’s but that’s a wide net to cast. My excuse for the stronger understanding of medicine and trauma is magic.

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"The Bishops gave their order, and none could question it. The lambs were to be dragged to the slaughter, each and every one- no matter how innocent."

COTLtober Day Twenty Eight: Genocide Cold and flu season seems to have finally caught up to me- I am feeling very blah right now. I decided to be very fast and loose with this day's drawing as a result, so pardon the sudden drop in quality. Not sure if I'll be up to doing art for the rest of the prompts either, but I'll see how I feel. At the very least, I want to try to get out rough sketches or quick flat pieces like this to potentially revisit when I feel better.

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"A shared will, a shared hand- my lord's claws are my own, and I faithfully carry out their every wish."

COTLtober Day Twenty Nine: Claws

I forgot to post this yesterday in the interest of going to bed. Bed is important, but also this. Anyways, I feel Not Great right now, but I am Surviving, and you should to. Go drink water, take your meds if you haven't, eat something if you're hungry, and keep living. That's it, send post.

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i was too busy admiring the art style that i missed the BIG ASS WEEZER LOGO OHH MY GOOOD

whats with these heretics dissing our faith

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Yesss more of aus of different TOWW !! (i’m currently making one myself :>)

I've been getting into the Cult of the Lamb Fandom a little bit and decided to make my own Au. I'm calling it "Cult Anchor" for now, but It might change. Anyways, here's the au version of the "Lamb", well, rather the leader of the cult in this Au.

So essentially, in this Au, Kallamar took the fall for Narindar, but Narindar was kinda a jerk about it to Kallamar. After the Prophocy, that one from Kallamar's lands of Anchordeep would liberate him and exact revenge on the other bishops. Slowly, the bishops had the creatures of Anchordeep slain, but one Axolotl managed to meet Kallamar and become the vessel of the Blue crown.

The Axolotl is called Ancor, and their a sweetie pie, unless you cross them.

Idk if anyone has done this before, but I'm definitely enjoying making my au.

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absolutely cooked with this one holy crap

Woe of the Bolide

Alone, binded in recompense,

Feel the binds tear at your flesh,

1000 years; No family left,

Sorrow claims the Lord of Dying.

How could they think to treat us so?

When not so very long ago,

Among the stars our fates were sewn,

A family, beautifully thriving.

Was it necessity that drove the knife?

Deep to the heart from Kin to Kin,

The bells shall ring as the spider sings,

"Why, oh why, sweet life?"

Or was it jealousy run rife?

Did they feel and fear the end of life?

How it might come quick and cut them short,

Did they feel their actions fair retort?

No other way, lacking remorse?

Death for He, Undying.

One dark thought, a single pain,

Flashes stark inside Death's brain,

If morality is shades of grey

Who there was shaded darkest?

Here we lay, a corpse in shawl,

Betwixt white walls of wayward souls,

Hear their calls and deathly throes,

Stuck between Death and What's Remaining.

Within these very hallowed halls,

Bellow the bawls and calls of thralls,

How we'd trade them all for a chance once more,

At life with those who spite us

One day, however, the fates shall change,

Send the key, formed in the shape,

Of woollen service to the ever great,

Their flock perfect for the flaying

It will be they who liberate,

Ichor stained chains that hold and cage,

The one true lord, Long live his reign!

Death, unbound and thriving

Then from eternal void shall rise again,

Beauty and grace,

The lasting change,

That of Death....

Eternal Ending.

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of course !! :D

Have you ever seen a shooting star?

Have you ever seen a shooting star?

So bright its kin could not abide

And so let fly,

this wondrous being, their potential made farce,

Straight into the dark of the night?

Have you ever seen a shooting star?

So graceful in its fall and beautiful in betrayal.

Yet beyond it all, despite the screams of its' flight,

No choice for it shall avail,

It's pained existence made harsh.

Have you ever seen a star once shot,

Now left bleeding on its own?

To have once been so bright

But now cast aside, left alone

Burnt hot,

By those from whom they once took delight.

None have ever seen a star once shot,

But one day maybe they might,

When they remove our heads,

And unite us with death,

So goes the last's breath

5 becomes 4,

3,

2,

1.

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man i need to draw a piece to thissss

Have you ever seen a shooting star?

Have you ever seen a shooting star?

So bright its kin could not abide

And so let fly,

this wondrous being, their potential made farce,

Straight into the dark of the night?

Have you ever seen a shooting star?

So graceful in its fall and beautiful in betrayal.

Yet beyond it all, despite the screams of its' flight,

No choice for it shall avail,

It's pained existence made harsh.

Have you ever seen a star once shot,

Now left bleeding on its own?

To have once been so bright

But now cast aside, left alone

Burnt hot,

By those from whom they once took delight.

None have ever seen a star once shot,

But one day maybe they might,

When they remove our heads,

And unite us with death,

So goes the last's breath

5 becomes 4,

3,

2,

1.