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This blog is the tumblr home of my Cult of the Lamb AU: Betrayal and Sacrifice.
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It has four parts in total, and a supplimentary fic, all available on ao3
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Posts relating to the AU, including chapter updates, are tagged with the #betrayal & sacrifice tag.
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Alexander's info page is here. Artwork and content of him can be found under the #alexander content tag.
Dahlia's info page is here. Artwork and content of her can be found under the #dahlia content tag.
COTLtober prompt writing can be found under the #cotltober tag.
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Hamal rises before dawn, mind already awake and alert. Battle, and its anticipation, often brings them a sense of clarity that nothing else can provide. Today, they'll confront Midas with their family. The last of the threats against them will be dealt with. Then, in just few a short days, they'll be married.
They reach over to wake Narinder, only to find empty space on his side of the bed. Hamal sits up, half-panicked, before they spot him at the foot of the bed, rummaging through his chest. He's dressed for a fight: a simple tunic and trousers, overlaid with a chain-mail shirt and other bits of leather armor. He glances up at them, red eyes flashing in the low light. "Good morning."
"You're eager," they remark, grinning as they slide out of bed. They walk over to the wardrobe, discarding their sleeping robe for something more practical.
"The sooner Midas is dealt with, the better." Narinder unsheathes a blade from its scabbard and holds it up to the scant light. The edge must not be sharp enough for his tastes. He swaps it instead for the khopesh he stole from Neftis, giving the hooked sword a few swings to test the weight and balance. Evidently satisfied, he slips the blade back into its leather case. Hamal thinks that might be the end of his preparations, but to their surprise, he reaches in once more, shifting the contents until he finds what he's searching for: a string of red and white prayer beads.
✨Quick lore✨
The last of the sheepkind who was chosen to be the champion who would free Kallamar, The One Who Weeps.
They used to be a humble hunter who managed to survive by living as a hermit in hiding.
Not great social skills; they rely heavily on the disciples to mediate with the faithful when they get too overbearing.
They prefer spending time in the wilderness and gets overstimulated easily.
💀Undeath💀
As I mentioned in the previous post, Kallamar cannot bring people back from the dead, but he tried anyway!
He tried to heal the corpses of those sent by his siblings, and most of them ended up as faulty or mindless zombies.
Milo was the first to be a completely functional being, but not flawless.
The Blue Crown compensates for almost everything, and they are effectively as alive as anyone could. They bear the typical eyes of the unead.
But when they get overwhelmed, their mind gets swayed from reason, and they turn momentarily into a ferocious devourer.
Kallamar promised to cure them from that state once he was free and had his crown back, but things didn't go to plan, and they remain undead.
🪸The Meander Fleece 🪸
The Lamb wears a chiton; their mantle and belt change! I didn't plan any other designs, and I don't think I will, so this is the one they wear all the time :D
Kallamar, The One Who Weeps
Also known as God of Health and The Eclipsed Sun
💔Mortality💔
So weird for me to draw my Kallamar with his ears and not even smiling. Poor baby.
Upon asking for his crown back, he was slaughtered by his Saviour. Once brought back, he showed nothing but terrible fear and mistrust, hiding as far as he could from Milo.
The Lamb has ordered the flock to revere him and treat him like a god, with the title "Eclipsed Sun". He is given everything he wants, but what he really wants cannot be given back to him...
His arms are weak and wounded. The lower set in particular is barely functional. Marks under his eyes are remnants of all the tears he shed.
🦑Kallamb🐑
When you weep for a thousand years, so much to fill your prison with water, it is easy to fall for someone who makes you laugh!
Milo grew to enjoy Kallamar's stories and his knowledge. Everything the god said looked like wonder.
The expectations:
Kallamar would have revived Milo once he had the crown back. Once that was done, a joyful wedding and happily ever after!
The reality:
Milo slaughtered Kallamar when it was time to give him the crown back.
🔥The slowburn🔥
Milo has been trying to be forgiven with no success since the moment Kallamar came back as a mortal. They shower him with gifts and make sure to meet his every need, but the former god is terrified and keeps himself hidden away.
Everything is broken beyond repair, it seems.
What? You guys read THIS FAR?!
You deserve a treat!
Put this helmet on just in case 🪖
Phew! Thank you so much for reading this far. I really hope you enjoy these rambles from yours truly! More on this au will come!
PS: Do you guys like the designs? See all those pretty patterns? Yeah, never drawing those again. 🤣
Check out the first post for more lore:
💬 24 🔁 39 ❤️ 195 · The One Who Weeps · From the same fool that brought you Kallamb, another masterpiece for the series "so much effort on
Does Narinder actually find Ewen attractive? I know the reasons why Narinder loves him, but I don't know if it's just because of feelings or if she genuinely finds Ewen attractive.
Have all the pieces I've done of narinder bairly holding it together around the little cunt of the lamb not proven this yet????
we as a society have GOT to accept that it is okay if we get blocked. you do not have the right to interact with every single person on the internet. "but then i can't interact with their content" yes that is the point "but i didn't do anything" no one owes you an explanation and you don't have to have "done something" to be blocked. let it go
the "oh. oh." moment in fan fic but instead of a character realizing they're in love it's them discovering they have a specific kink at the worst possible moment
A little design exercise for an au, "new bearers of the crowns", where Forneus is the new bearer of the yellow crown
Known as "Forneus the Merciful" or "The Merciful Mother" (get it? The damned tears of the Merciful Mother reference?), Forneus represents fairness, friendship and family. She offers help and food to kind mortals that are ready to help their neighbor, but punishes those that are cruel and selfish
She punishes the traitors, the cruel and the unkind with terrible hunger and dead lands, bringing famine upon them
Her cult isn't located in one specific area, they're pilgrims, traveling the lands and helping those in need
She's overall viewed as a kind god, very close to mortals, who considers all her followers as her children
Her followers put kindness and mercy as their top virtues, they always try to help one another and people outside the cult. They're pretty chill. It's considered a sin to speak ill of other people, or deny food or help to people in need.
She is consistently crying, as she is forever mourning the loss of her kits and fallen followers, but her tears have healing abilities (a reference to the Merciful Mother's Tears relic that heals the player upon activating it)
She was given the relic by the lamb upon her crowning, and it takes the form of a cane that helps her in her travel
The symbols on her scarf are inspired by the seal of the real world demon forneus
To the bishops; what were your parents like? Did you have any? Or were you guys just raised by Shamura for as long as you can remember? (Given how Leshy is the youngest I assume around leshy’s youth is the last time they saw them?) were they proud of you guys for becoming the bishops or were they just happy that meant you were gonna be able to stay alive in this world? Or were they weary of you? I’m super curious… what happened to them?
The bishops' short mortal lives
Some fun facts !
Kallamar has no parents because squids are known for just leaving their babies on the sea floor, or, for some deep water species, taking care of the eggs but often dying before they hatch. Kallamar's dad thus left, and his mother died before his hatching, so he was raised by his aunt, who, like other members of her specie, was not a great or warm caretaker.
Spiders are excellent mothers ! But they die shortly after hatching, killed by their own spawn or a predator...I'll leave to your imagination what happened to Shamura's mother, but they themselves do not recall.
Worms are also not great parents, and Leshy was kinda...left to his own device as a baby. He handled it well though !
Some frog species are great parents ! Carying their young, feeding them, protecting them...I went this road for Heket, even though she's a brute, her parents were good.
Female cats tend to take care of their kittens together, and cats can be phenomenal parents, caring and loving ! Maybe you'll spot a familiar face in the crowd of felines if you look hard enough...
The thing about a good character flaw is that it has to be the same thing as their greatest strength just turned up too high. the person who loves deeply and therefore controls. the person who sees everything and therefore trusts nothing. the person who is so loyal they lose themselves. there are no clean villains and no clean heroes and once you understand that in fiction you can't unsee it in people. everyone is just their best quality at the wrong volume.
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