#could be narilamb. if you so wish.

[potionbarrel]

been fixated on this game biiig time recently. figuring out how to draw. animal.

[spaciebabie]

IS THERE EVER GOING 2 BE MUSIC LIKE ANITA BAKERS ALBUM RAPTURE EVER AGAIN!??!?!??!?! WILL THERE EVER BE MUSIC AS GOOD AS THAT ALBUM AGAIN???!?!?? WILL IT EVER BE AS BEAUTIFUL?!?!?!??! OH MY GOOODDDD

[the-artist-grimm]

Brainworm won't leave me, about angst of your Narilamb but on the other side of the coin.

So Imma just write about it even if I should be sleeping right now. Do what you wish.

Fate is irreversible. The Lamb would die a sacrifice, even the God of Death couldn't prevent it. Sure they had delayed it; allowed the Lamb to show the Bishop of Old that their fate was already written. But with it done, there's nothing stopping fate to strike once more.

The Lamb could feel it in the air, in the bones. Perhaps the crown had allowed them to feel the presence of an end. And theirs was soon to arrive.

Perhaps Narinder still had hope, that their weapon could return after their sacrifice. That the Lamb could be kept by his side and that of his kits. Yet the Lamb knew better than to rely on only hope.

The Lamb's heart was full, of love for who is now considered family to them. For Narinder, Aym and Baal. And for them, The Lamb would do it. Sacrificing their life for their freedom. For the kits to finally see the world the Lamb has told them so much about. For Narinder to feel the rain against their fur once more.

With a resolve of steel, the Lamb is ready, in an outfit they've carefully curated for their last moment. Perhaps it is full of old memories; inspired by any remaining traditions of the sheepfolk who will soon vanish with the Lamb. Maybe something akin to marriage; as they have accepted that they would never see the day of their own and that the freedom of their loves should be the happiest day of their life.

With a sad smile, the Lamb dedicate their death to the three person who fills their heart with love. Ripping it from their chest and crushing it; letting the large amount of devotion they had for their God, and the Red Crown, float back to its rightful owner. The Lamb swore they heard the screams of Aym and Baal, calling for the first time their Baba. They could feel a pang tug and their heart, even if no longer in their chest; never knowing before how much they longed for the both of them to see the Lamb like a parent.

Their weapon discarded, both kits rushed to the Lamb's side, begging, pleading for them to not leave; grasping at the Lamb's ever colder body.

Maybe in a moment of clarity, The One Who Waits sheds their gargantuan form for that of a more reasonable one. They are silent, whirlwind of thoughts and emotions flying through their head yet they chose to ignore most; going straight for the Lamb. Tears already flowing unbeknownst to him. Maybe they were the Crown's.

It's kinda funny, the Lamb never thought they would had been able to hold Narinder in their arms fully; yet even in this form he is as beautiful as the day they first met him. The Lamb smile softly at him, barely hearing him talk about promises to bring them back, cursing himself for his greed and his stubbornness, that he shouldn't had ignored his feelings when really the only thing he now desired was fading infront of him.

Maybe, just maybe, the Lamb can reach for a goodbye kiss. Not the one they had dreamed of, but it was their last chance before vanishing into the same ashes that covers the entirety of Narinder's realm; leaving now three black cat free, yet so cold and alone.

THIS IS AMAZING WHAT THE HECK. ALSO HOW ARE YOU IN MY HEAD (adding the angst art first in case people don't wanna read my lore dump lol)

Like Anthea WOULD have died had Narinder not let slip just how much he cared about them. He didn’t confess his love-he wasn't ready to do so just yet, but upon seeing the lamb break down in the ruins of their home village shortly before they'd started on Silk Cradle, seeing them finally let all the years of grief and anger and guilt take over and swear that no matter what they’d get him and the kits out-that while they couldn’t save their family they would save his even if that meant their death, in the ‘good’ ending sort of speak (which yeah has the betrayal but it leads both to grow and eventually be happy again), he tells them no-that freedom isn’t worth it without the lamb leaving the gateway alongside the twins and himself. He would not accept any outcome that didn't have them by his side.

Having spent their whole life giving up things for others, Narinder essentially saying he’d give up his freedom, the thing he wanted most, for them was what made the lamb want to try and have a future. Because here was someone who wanted Anthea by his side because he cared for them, and they realized they wanted that too. It's why in the good end Anthea starts weaving a courtship sash for Narinder, because while they didn't bet on his feelings being romantic, that admission was what made them realize they'd long fallen in love, and it was the one thing they could do to show just how much those words meant to them. A promise in return to be by his side as well in whatever way he'd have them. A promise to live.

Had Narinder held his tongue and not given into the impulse to say ‘no’, or had he instead told the lamb that their fate was to die, then Anthea would have laid their life down one last time. They might've realized they'd fallen in love sometime before that, but the desire to see their beloved and their children free would've outweigh the desire to be 'selfish' and want to be free with them.

5 chains bound the god they’d grown to love, and though 4 were linked to his siblings the 5th metaphysical one could only be unlocked by the sacrifice of a devout heart. It had been Shamura’s final failsafe. They knew that Narinder may be able to kill the bishops in his rage, but had counted on him never finding someone willing to sacrifice themselves like that.

But the main theme of Crimson Angel is expressing your feelings, and in the bad end, neither Anthea or Narinder learn to do so. Narinder keeps his love close to his chest, while Anthea loves the one way they know how-through sacrifice.

So yeah thank you for the fic and I shall now add it to the little metaphorical trinket box of ‘fanart/gifts to look at in awe'

[dulciechi]

tumblr finally told me “girl stfu”

The cave is narrower than they expect, barely big enough to fit a giant god like Kallamar. And it is dark beyond measure. No light from the distant sun reaches here. Only their own fire illuminates the cave walls, ignoring the shift in pressure as they dive deeper and deeper. There is no colorful coral, no kelp reaching for the light, not even tiny mindless fish. In this place, there’s only darkness and cold seawater. It seeps into their wool and grinds salt into their skin. The faster they get out of here, the better. After what feels like at least half an hour of swimming, the cave mouth widens into a strange stone antechamber. Two giant doors loom above them, their stone etched with runes and glyphs. Their pulse quickens. This is it. Kallamar’s secret Vault.

[kamodofilez]

Hellou!~

Could I ask about the other Shittens? What are your names? What is Penelope's relationship with them like? I loved her, she looked so much like the lamb, I also wonder what the goat is like with them...

Thank you, your art and your text, it rented an apartment in my head and now I can't stop thinking about what they would be like and about Penélope, I loved that she was inspired by a character from my favorite cartoon

Omg thank you so much!! I’m so glad you love Penelope! Hopefully you’ll like her siblings as well!

Okay so, as mentioned before, Penelope is the youngest out of her siblings:

Eldest - Scylla:

Works as the head enforcer of the cult, changing enforcer from simply making sure people were loyal to the cause to protecting the cult from any heretics that possibly find their way into the campground and wish to seek harm. This was implemented by the first enforcer Gremar, who was Scylla’s teacher, and Heket (she just seems like the type who would definitely do that, despite her being the ex-diety of Famine).

The responsibility of keeping the Cult and her family safe weighs heavily on Scylla’s shoulders. Especially when you’re at war with another cult who just so happens to have one of the crowns that went missing.

Middle - Thanatos:

Works as the Undertaker of the Cult, but he would tap into medicine (and possibly learn more about science, fascinating over things that have yet to have been solved). His mentor was probably Kallamar In this sense, since he’d probably be the cults medic around this time. Thanatos also deals with harvesting the corpses whenever they are needed for rituals.

Death isn’t uncommon, especially if you’re the son of its Deity. However, ever since the Lamb’s ascension, there hasn’t been a resurrection since Penelope became Preistess. The morgue has started getting fuller than usual.

Youngest - Penelope

Penelope is the Priestess of the Cult, being appointed after the Lamb’s ascension and leaving the cult to Death’s domain (which imma start referring to as the underworld). This position was previously taken by Narinder as head Priest, but when the Lamb left, he followed. She often tries connecting to the Underworld, to try talking to them again, but her prayers have yet to be answered. But she knows they still watch over them, via rituals, so there is some semblance of hope she’ll be able to make contact.

But that needs to wait, for now Penelope needs to catch the new crown bearer up to speed, and help them however possible. Though it is a bit harder when the due date is near.

(Thank you for reading my bullshit ideas that I have for the shittens, and I have some stuff planned out for NariLamb as well so stay tuned for that ;])

[deltamb3r]

Your CotL OCs (Narilamb children I guess?) are so cute! I wish I could see them more.

And, yeah! I think I've got an idea! Let them meet their uncles and aunt!

A little late but here you go! I've completely redesigned my NariLamb children! owo (Clothes may change along the way tho)

And while I cannot yet show any children/bishop interaction, lemme tell each one has their bond with them :3

We have:

Mia, the eldest child

She's the little princess of the cult, very well behaved child and a beacon of light for the lives of those around her. She takes both good and bad traits from both her parents. Sometimes she acts a bit spoiled when not in a good mood, but generally she's good at heart. She bonded with Shamura the most.

Ovinnik, the middle child

Ovi for short, he takes his looks mostly from his dad, even though he's a bit of a scaredy cat. He doesn't have lots of self esteem, little by little he's improving his skills both in cult managing and fighting. He tries to act cool sometimes to hide his insecurities, but the cat gets out of the bag very quickly. He wants to become as strong as Baal and Aym someday. He bonded with Kallamar, obviously.

Sole and Luna, the Lamb twins and youngest children

Agents of chaos in the cultgrounds, always trying to elaborate pranks and making their parent's life much difficult. Both their names and Aesthetic is dedicated to Baal and Aym, which they love to play with. Sole looks like a really young Lamb, while Luna takes more from Narinder. They bonded with Leshy and Heket the most, as they enable their prankster behavior a lot, much to their parent's exhaustion.

[7-ferrets-in-a-coat]

God in the machine Synopis

In this Au the lamb is an ARG Youtuber, Whilst the goat is a true crime Youtuber (Who sometimes dabbles in urban exploring). (They are roomates btw)

Narinder is an Ai created by four scientists (The bishops) to test the limits of how lifelike an ai could become- but in the testing, he manifested wishes of anihilation of humanity, so the planning of creating his robot body in the future got cancelled, and he got trapped behind four "Bossfights" which are more similar to some sort of active firewall (or smth i really don't know computer shit).

At some point Narinder manages to escape his little corner and roots himself in the Lamb's Pc, as well as locking the scientists out of accessing their files, and with that, him.

To get freed, Narinder needs Both more power (inspired by the Muse ARG ) And the four bossfights to be defeated (Pony island style tell me you guys get it).

Narinder eventually makes himself known to the lamb and proposed them a mutually benecifial deal (totally) , so the Lamb could gain some fame and Narinder could get more powerful.

The whole thing is played off as an Arg by the lamb to their audience, because an actual rogue Ai would cause mass hysteria, even if the lamb doesn't Know He wants humanity to die :3

Also yes the followers are both meant to be like the ingame followers and a stand-in for devotion.

It's Not gonna be Narilamb, sorry about that, instead its gnna be Lamb x Goat Yuri >:3c

Edit: Have the "Lore doc" since I don't plan on writing the fanfic for this anytime soon and I want you guys to know the vague plot

[leothetraveler]

after being reminded of how much narilamb dominates the cotl space, I remembered this little lambket/shroomwool idea and decided to write it out. Admittedly it's a little light on Lamb/Heket interaction as its TOWW POV, but I feel some people will just be happy this exists at all. enjoy.

The One Who Waits laughed heartily as the lamb emerged before them, having just slaughtered Kallamar. Leshy had already fallen and the path to Heket has been open for some time. “Kallamar was always a coward. This land is a better place now his pathetic, sniveling carcass is nothing more than a mound of rotting flesh.” Narinder grinned with malicious delight. Another traitorous sibling fallen. Another step towards freedom. This lamb was all they were prophesized to be. “Now. Finish what you started in Anura. I do not blame you for seeking Kallamar after he showed his cowardly nature, but Heket still lives. Strike while they remain vulnerable.” He could see the lamb shift their weight. They were trying to hide it, but they were clearly uncomfortable with what their lord had commanded. Narinder thought back to the lamb’s last encounter with his sister in Anura. The lamb had hesitated when Heket left. They stood there, as if afraid, before they continued. “Do you fear her?” The lamb was startled, clearly woken from thought. “Do you fear Heket?” The lamb shook their head, the bell they wore jingling quietly. “No, my lord. I do not.”

Narinder regarded their vessel for a moment. “…why did you hesitate?” The lamb looked confused, so Narinder clarified. “Whenever you face my sister, you hesitate before continuing your crusade. I thought it fear, at first, but you claim otherwise. So why delay? Why go to Anchordeep when she laid defenseless? Speak.” The lamb hesitated, purposefully avoiding his gaze. “I just wanted to get some crystals. The lighthou-”

“L A M B.” Narinder cut them off, “do you take me for a fool? Even now, you clearly do not wish to face the yellow crown. I demand the truth. Or else.” The lamb cowered slightly at the threat. They wringed their hooves and mumbled an answer. “Speak up!” Narinder growled. The lamb repeated, but still too quiet to be distinct. “LAMB!”

“I SAID I THINK YOUR SISTER’S HOT, ALL RIGHT?!?” The lamb’s confession echoed through the quiet gateway as the three cats present stared at the vessel in communal disbelief. “You…what?” The lamb crossed their arms and looked away as their face turned red as carmillas. “…your sister's attractive…so I feel a bit bad about killing her.”

It took all of Narinder’s strength not to lose his composure. “…but letting her watch the others fall is much better? You are crueler than I gave you credit for.” The lamb slunk at his words. “Either way, you must slay her to free me.”

The lamb looked between death’s attendants, mulling something over, before addressing their god once again. “My lord…when I free you, I assume I will return to mortality, yes?” Narinder could not suppress a growl of irritation, which was shortly echoed by Aym. “Why is this important? You have angered me enough.” The lamb took two steps forward, their uncertainty disappearing. “I would like to request a reward. For all I have done in your name. I would think such is fitting, yes.” Narinder could guess what they wanted. What charm has his sister put over his vessel? …No. Heket knew nothing of charm, magically or otherwise. This delusion was purely of the vessel’s mind. “If you think I will spare Heket her due punishment for your sake, lamb, you are gravely mistaken. Even if I were to grant her mercy, she would not be with you any sooner than she would bow to ME. Enough delusions. Go.” And with that, the lamb relented, returning to their cult. As they left, Narinder sighed, wishing to relax and forget about the lamb’s horrid delusion.

“To think the prophesized lamb would be such an unworthy vessel.” Aym broke the short-lived silence. Narinder hissed at him, causing them to shrink away. They knew they were not given permission to speak. Baal also flinched, having been cut off from speaking their mind as well. “It matters not,” their master assured themselves, “as even if the lamb offered such, Heket would never accept it.”

“I can’t believe Heket actually accepted.” Narinder spoke to himself as Heket walked the aisle of the temple, the music drowning out his words. His siblings, now mortal, stood beside Narinder. Leshy mirrored his disbelief, thinking the lamb must have made some sort of bribe or threat. Kallamar, ever the soft fool, was more concerned with the beauty of the event and couple as they pointlessly tried to wipe the happy tears from their eyes. Shamura, of course, was simply happy for their sister and stood quietly with them in the front row.

Despite both betraying him and cutting all of them down twice over, the lamb had somehow made peace with his siblings and won over his sister’s heart. If it was not happening in front of Narinder, they wouldn’t believe it. Heket’s smile faded for a moment as they looked at their disapproving brother, which made his cold heart sink, but she continued to smile brightly as she took her place at the lamb’s side. Narinder watched the ceremony but didn’t care for the words. Looking at his sister, he tried to remember the last time he saw such a genuine smile on their face.

Unknowingly, Narinder smiled slightly. At least his sister looked better in a wedding suit than the lamb.

[whatamessofwords]

Until now.

I really like the idea that the lamb thought, when entering to free The One Who Waits, "This is it. I'm going to die as a sacrifice again, and this time it's to him."

Like the classic "I thought this time was different but I was wrong."

But they were wrong because they could fight back! They could control their own destiny in the end! While I love the shippy parts of the fandom, and I'm a sucker for Narilamb, this is the bit I wish I could see more of. So I made it.

The choice to fight back. They don't know their god is going to survive this. If they'll survive this. They've grown to care, how much? Can they bring themselves to, in their eyes, kill the person who has been there for them this whole time? Who has brought them back from death time and time again?

What would you do for his freedom? What would you do for yours?

[albaake]

(idk if you're cool with asks that are just going brrr about your work, but I think people usually like receiving those? So i figured i would send it XD)

I am screaming about your AU so much- I love the Narilamb angst, and Crowne, and this AU is honestly so very yum XD

I wish I could put it into more words just how brrrr it makes me go XD it even makes me daydream about a fix-it AU (because my kind of angst is one where things get resolved at the end), and it's been a while since another person's AUs made me think of my own AUs for them XD

Anyway, great angst, fantastic artstyle (i love how sad your Lamb looks, and that comic where Narinder was holding their face and seeing their past self, and-)

Have a nice day :D

Aw thank you! Im glad you really like my work!

[squish--squash]

what are your thoughts about the Lamb x bishop ships?

lamb x narinder feels like default settings

lamb x leshy feels so swag

lamb x heket is crazy lit to me

i kinda wish there was more lamb x kallamar or lamb x shamura fans out there

moved on my phone too lazy to link hunt the og ask game link but I asked people to put cotl ships in my inbox to just talk about

I wouldn't say narilamb is "default settings" it's just kinda the big ship the majority enjoys skdhs

Anyways leshylamb is fine, not my favorite but not my least favorite; I'm sure it's fun and chaotic tho

heket x the lamb.... if I weren't so insane about narilamb I'd probably be dipping my toes in this one I'M GAY WHAT DO YOU EXPECT-

I am not a big kallamar enjoyer I just do not like that squid... more power to those down bd about him but nah. I cannot see him being shipped with the lamb at all

shamura x the lamb I could definitely see some depth to it... I've mentioned I hc shamura as aroace so I don't personally enjoy ships with them in it but the appeal is there and I can see why people would and do ship it

[empressofkingfishers]

Goat post Catholic Guilt

Aka after Goat accepts the fact he's the new God of War despite his deep hatred toward heretical Gods (but mostly the Crowns because they're parasitic)

Goat usually hangs out at Cult of the Lamb but he often wanders back into the domains to vent his anger and frustrations out on heretics, but only for Darkwood, Anura and Anchordeep. In Silk Cradle he collects things from Shamura's domain (mostly things he can repurpose into his image/symbols, their books, and followers.) He's yet to pick a place to establish his domain, for he refuses to dwell in Silk Cradle. Only insects enjoy such a dark, cramped and damp place.

Goat also puts off establishing his Cult, refusing to come up with a name. Right now he's just 'plotting' and 'planning', by that I mean just killing people and stealing their stuff and collecting weapons.

He eventually makes his way back to the Cult of the Lamb where he enters Lamb and Narinder's relationship, though he seems to favor Narinder far more than Lamb. So they're a polycule that's only a polycule when Goat kisses Narinder and (reluctantly) cuddles with Lamb. Narinder's the primary husband and Lamb is the spare spouse.

What's the Lamb-Narinder-Goat throuple name?

Also he was initially hesitant when it came to physical and sexual intimacy since the religion goatkind follows preaches that sex should only occur for reproduction. But Lamb and Narinder helps ease him out of his discomfort. (Both are way too experienced with easing each other out of discomfort, thanks trauma.)

Their bed gets cramped at night with there being three adults and a quickly growing child. (and they might have to get a bigger bed when NariLamb gets three shittens... ((only when they're old enough to be in a bed))

Limos + eventual shittens sees him as the "Bonus Papa", the cool guy who shows up every few weeks. He tries keeping his distance but Limos is determined to win him over. At the cost of her being put in timeout for "tormenting" Bonus Papa because she "stalked" and "cornered him" every time he stepped outside. pfft, whatever that means. He is the perfect, no, the ultimate bedtime snuggler because he's the blend of Narinder's warmth with hints of Lamb softness. He does eventually warm up to her.

He goes to Shamura for advice but he holds no attraction or affection to Shamura, or any of the former Bishops, really. (THE IRONY THO, THE IRONY. YOU ARE FUCKING THE NEW GOD OF DEATH AND THE FORMER GOD OF DEATH WHO WAS A BISHOP YOU CLOWN.) Though he is a God now his upbringing and strict teachings by the Church has made him biased. He does wish he could "borrow" Witness Allocer because of the spider's devotion to Shamura/Lamb, and for his wisdom, but the spider wouldn't leave Cult of the Lamb for his Cult.

Unlike Shamura whose library is filled with texts and scrolls on all sorts of information, Goat's eventual library will only be filled with texts and scrolls on wars, battle training, politics, and related documents.

[the-one-who-lambs]

Have you seen bamsara's art with Narinder holding the scythe with the chain wrapped around it

Didn't you write him with the exact same thing

I don't know if you're rading the rehabilitation of death but there are many similarities between it and your work

I assume this is the same anon every time, continuing to point out similarities. I genuinely think the similarities are coincidences. The writer is new to the fandom and probably doesn't know what has and hasn't been done, and that's not important anyway. Many concepts, especially regarding narilamb dynamics, are not unique between writers AND THAT IS FINE. If five authors write starting with the same concept, they're all going to write wildly different stories despite having a similar starting point. None of these five authors are unoriginal. Just because I've written many of these "first" doesn't mean I have a claim on it and nobody else can write something similar.

I wish you would come off anon so I could answer this privately but I'm posting this publicly so my readers know: it's not worth comparing my works to those of others unless there's a genuine plagiarism concern. If you're looking to use my works as a way to insult the hard work of others, I don't want you following me.

[justarandomlambblog]

listening to music at work and Within Temptation's "Angels" is narilamb to me

"sparkling angel, I believe you wae my savior in my time of need / blinded by faith I couldn't hear all the whispers, the warning so clear"

"There's no escape now, no mercy no more / No remorse cuz I still remember the smile when you tore me apart / you took my heart, deceived me right from the start, you showed me dreams- I wish they'd turn into real. You broke the promise and made me realize it was all just a lie"

"Sparkling angel, I couldn't see your dark intentions, your feelings for me / fallen angel, tell me why, what is the reason, the thorn in your eye"

"This world may have failed you, it doesn't give you reason why / you could have chosen a different path in life"

"Could have been forever, now we have reached the end"

I mean with my brainrot rn how could I NOT think of them with this-

[spilycoris]

rattles you around, oh my goodness..

longer post. err.

starting off with ratau:

the two were obviously quite close. ratau was some kind of safe space for moros — especially during the early days of their cult. some kind of getaway. they visited often, not even to play knucklebones, but simply because they wanted to be around ratau. of course, since he knew moros since the very beginning of their adventure, he truly knew them. not them as the leader, or the lamb, but them. as moros. they were familial, but, well, our sheep is doomed to lose those they see as family. because sometimes one gets consumed by the hunger for more.

moros misses you ratdad. </3

i will list the bishops (+ nari) in the order in which you encounter/fight them, which means we've got leshy first:

i would love to say that they are best friends, but i'd be lying. they despise each other. or more so, leshy hates moros while they're only mildly annoyed by him. both thrive in chaos — they should get along, and yet they don't. because leshy (according to moros) is a little shit stain who won't give them the respect they deserve. as i mentioned, moros is arrogant, they wish to be treated how they think they deserve (aka get treated like the god they are), but no — leshy is not feeling it. he still treats them like they're below him, and that, like said, annoys moros.

then we have heket:

they get along. as much as they can, at least. it's mostly mutual respect i'd say. actually, moros can respect her ‘viciousness’ as amaris (the mystic seller) would say. because of her, cultists don't act out as much and moros is thankful for that. other than that — they actually stay out of each other's way most of the time. (the lamby does want to take her to the fight pit one of these days though. witness her current strength. they are curious.)

next kallamar:

they're not friends per se, but kallamar is one of the bishops that is closer to moros. maybe it's because the lovely leader came from anchordeep or maybe it's because moros thinks kallamar is great entertainment. kallamar is pathetic, foolish even. they think it's entertaining. it's why they spend much more time around him. kallamar however.. feels a bit uneasy around moros. they can tell and, of course, they enjoy it. they pick him up and spin him around and kallamar is just like please have mercy.

and shamura:

moros and shamura are good friends. first non-binary swag, but also moros feels like they can confide in shamura the most (granted that the spider's brain-fog isn't acting up.) moros comes to shamura when they need advice, when they need to rant and even if they just need some quiet company. shamura is the only bishop moros actually sees as an equal rather than somebody inferior. (“'mura what should i do” “hm. kill them.” “good idea. thank you.”)

now, for narinder:

obviously, they are together. married, even (with the help of a forgotten commandment stone). for my version of narilamb; narinder was the one who fell first and harder. even before his usurpation, he was the one who was absolutely infatuated with moros. not that he'd ever admit it of course, but moros knew. and when they struck him down and thew him in their cult, you know damn well they began teasing him non stop. doing anything they could to rile him up, torment him, etc etc. they thought it was fun to play with their prey.

...and then they caught feelings as well. and so they made it their goal to get a forgotten commandment stone so they could introduce marriage to the cult just so they could wed that cat. now moros would do anything for narinder just like they used to when he was chained. and now they are completely devoted to each other. they also hate kiss. lots. they are so devoted to each other but would also attempt to kill the other if given the chance. you get it.

moros will never stop being upset with the bishops — truly. they will forever hold a grudge. against all of them. which is why they keep them alive. because being mortal is the cruelest torture there is.

dropping into ur ask inbox to say u should absolutely infodump about ur lamb btw im so curious about them

throws around confetti.

i appreciate.. the ask.. and also i am very clueless when it comes to actual infodumping cause i thrive when people ask specific questions but i can definitely drop like basic info but I BEG OF YOU. IF YOU WANT TO KNOW THNGS SPECIFICALLY. i am willing to share relationships etc etc just ASK

so my lamb, a valais blacknose, is called moros (like the personification of impending doom from greek mythology!) and they use they/them as.. most do.

their preferred weapon is a spear (as said in their current reference sheet) and that spear's base is ratau's staff which they carry around constantly as some kind of remembrance (cause you know that trope of a character carrying around an item that once belonged to one of their loved ones because the died? yeah. that.)

they're a silly and whimsical fella. rarely takes anything seriously. they're arrogant. hubristic. and i hope they explode. overly nice to their followers and then the bishops are victims of their bullying (affectionate). thinks violence is a good coping mechanism. i mean they picked the fight pit ritual and rite of wrath. so do with that what you will.

drops a hammer on them

[rabiesram]

Here’s Mountain Dew Baja Blast, because you’re cool and I love your Cult of the lamb art, especially with the Narilamb art. :) (sorry for the anonymous text, wish I could find a way so you could know who I am. I know little with accounts and whatnot. </3

takes a sipsie Thank u my friend <3 If you ever want to shoot me a dm don't hesitate!