#cotl2

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All the bovine missionaries together with their god, the Lamb. Each had their own reason to seek them out. Either way they all follow their leader faithfully and together. In their respective homelands they journey to battle their own heretics and spread word of the Cult of the Lamb. They have their own signature weapon. We usually see in media, Lamb uses a sword, the Goat often wields an axe, being from the desert Gazelle wields a khopesh, Ox lives in a fertile land with spirits of course they have a scythe, and Yak being the barbarian heavy hitter wields a hammer.

Each new guardian of the Lamb, each new missionary, and crown copy made. Increases the red crown's power. Should all four stand beside the Lamb at once. Their individual skills, abilities, faith, and most importantly devotion. Would amplify the Lamb's power five times over. The Lamb could possibly defeat anyone with their bishops by their side.

Don't think any of them would ever turn of the Lamb. They may have been blessed with powers similar to the Lamb. But those powers only get better and stick with them, for how loyal they are to the cult. Their crowns are copies and extensions of the red crown. Reflections of the old bishops' power.

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"What once was hundreds, began with six."

"Unlike the lesser gods who came after, their crowns had been theirs since birth."

"They came from the godly realm beyond, gifted this newly shaped world to govern."

"They created all creatures, they crowned all they chose, they were a pantheon unlike any have seen or ever will see."

"They are the Old Gods."

These six gods started this world. It was newly created for these siblings. In the beginning when they came to their new world, it had no mortal to speak of. They came together to created mortal based off themselves.

Morossa, the Scorpion God of Burial, Creator of All Invertebrates, and Judge of the Afterlife.

Pengaia, the Swan God of Seasons, Creator of All Birds, and Mother of Nature.

Doragon, the Dragon God of Storms, Creator of All Reptiles, and Bringer of Life and Terror from the skies.

Xortus, The Axolotl God of Death, Creator of All Amphibians, and Guider of Lost Souls.

Barmacu, The Barracuda God of Dominion, Creator of All Fish, and Leader of Order and Chaos.

Kuluga, The Stag God of Emotion, Creator of All Mammals, and Source of All Feelings of the Heart.

I've kept thinking about what's mentioned as the old gods. Some of the Bishops of the Old Faith, found and claimed their crowns. But who made those crowns to bestow?

They created all manner of crowns they gave personally to those they chose, or simply spread across the world to find. The deemed what they saw the lesser gods would embody, allowed them to develop their own beliefs and gospels. The Old Gods however never wanted for more power and devotion, unlike the lesser gods. For they started at the top, and stood together as equals.

Pengaia was the eldest and leader of this pantheon. Loved and respected by her siblings, gods, and mortals alike. Mother of Clauneck, Kudaai, and Clemach. She who sent her rainbow crow Lomasi to retrieve the warmth of the sun, and made all crows in Lomasi's blackened image. Pengaia controlled the earth and nature. The world rotated itself, but she controlled the shift of it's axis, allowing the changing of the seasons.

Till tragedy struck the great pantheon. Mortals and gods began to discourage one of the Old Gods. They blamed Kuluga as the God of Emtion, for their sadness, their anger, their despair, and thus raged against him. He felt these emotions, they burned inside him. Kuluga thought it unfair the emotions he gave, the positives all went to his siblings, while he was blamed to the negatives. It was as if they'd forgotten he gave them happiness, hope, and love. His beloved sister Pengaia tried to console him. She knew not what it was like to be hated, for she was loved by all. In that moment, the rage of all others filling him. His own rage flooded and consumed his sense of reason. Blinded by emotion, unconscious of what followed, Kuluga struck down Pengaia.

The entire world was horrified by what occurred. None thought any but the lesser gods could be killed. Upon regaining himself, Kuluga despaired by what he had done. Killing his loving sister in cold blood, he and his siblings mourned, shedding the god tears. The many of gods feared they would be next, and united against Kuluga for his act of betrayal. Having believed him now slain as well. The lesser gods turned to distrust and their own self preservation. Some united in their own pantheons, others stood alone. After the Old Gods grieved, they decided to choose a new God of Seasons to fulfil Pengaia's duty. They bestowed a fragmented piece sister's crown to her high priest, Yngya. A promising lamb, dedicated to Pengaia's memory, proclaimed the god of winter.

The rest of the Old Gods however had different fates.

Doragon thought the world was now unworthy, given it drove one of her siblings to slaughter another. She return to the godly realm, her storms now ceasing.

Xortus could not bring himself to pass his sister beyond, and so decided to step down. Death could not leave this world as it was required. Xortus then bestowed the Red Crown to a young disciplined and ambitious Narinder. Xortus is rumored to still be immortal and wanders the world as a shapeshifter.

Barmacu retreated into the depths of the ocean, so deep none but him could reach. Influencing leadership and dominion from the trenches.

Most to this day believe Kuluga meet his end long ago. But as all still feel emotion to this day, some wonder if apart of him still lives on.

Kuluga is who I had in mind to be the raising final boss of Cult of the Lamb 2. He had been hidden, bidding his time, feeding on and bottling all emotions, both his and others' to strengthen his power. His boss form and second phase final form both look different then his past self here. The crystals on his neck and antler embody emotions. His necklace will shift and swap colors with the hanging crystal to symbolize what he's feeling.

Yngya was later killed by the Bishops of the Old Faith, causing the seasons to stop changing.

Each of them I tried to go for a distinguished vibe. Morossa is a judge of the afterlife and wears a robe, Pengaia is nature based and is dressed in her own wings, Doragon has a European style going on with the cape and armor, Xortus I went for a death priest and gave him pink death teeth, Barmacu I wanted to have a pirate-ish outfit, and Kuluga had fur-like robes with armor mixed in.

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Long ago before Narinder's imprisonment. Each of the Bishops of the Old Faith had a bitter rivalry with a god in the lands beyond. These other gods were admittedly stronger then their Bishop rivals. It was the Bishops' unity that kept these other gods at bay. Salvanis's rival was Shamura.

Their rivalry began before the two were even gods. Salvanis was the one who found the purple crown first. But in his hastened excited flight, he neglected to watch where he went and got caught in Shamura's web. The spider closed in, Salvanis quickly struggled free and escaped, leaving the purple crown behind in the web, to which Shamura claimed. Salvanis would later spitefully search for another crown to claim, the grey crown.

Salvanis constantly feeds on the dreams of mortals, not just getting sustenance and power, but their knowledge and secrets. Including those from the Bishops of the Old Faith's followers. Shamura didn't like Salvanis could penetrate the minds of their disciples. Salvanis couldn't stand light even when not physically being somewhere. Nightlights were sources some used to ward off Salvanis' reach, but only slightly. But hindered their ability to sleep, as darkness inspires sleep. Shamura created a better more effective alternative. They weaved their webs to make dreamcatchers, with the power to protect dreamers from Salvanis completely. With not the need for light, and having full assurance Salvanis could not feed on the minds, imagination, and knowledge of mortals. Salvanis of course didn't like it, the dreamcatchers themselves reminded him of how his rivalry with Shamura began. These two also never saw each other again after Narinder's imprisonment. Salvanis would relish knowing Shamura's knowledge and clarity slipped with their mind.

It's no coincidence each bovine bishop gets their colored copy of the red crown. The red crown couldn't originally divide itself into four copies. They are shadowed reflections of the Bishops of the Old Faith's absorbed power. Goat gets a shadowed copy of Shamura's power. An improved empowered version, making the Goat stronger with their raising faith in the Lamb. Because the crown copy carries Shamura's power, it is the perfect counter to Salvanis. The dream vampire was very displeased at the sight of Goat wearing a crown of Shamura's color.

Another reason Salvanis distastes the Goat. In relation to vampires and their reflectionless nature to mirrors. Since the Goat is a living reflection of the Lamb, Salvanis doesn't like that. Him a master of darkness, the Goat a shadow made flesh, not his to control.

The relic of Salvanis is his Ruby of Requiem. He wears on his collar. The First Dreamcatcher of Shamura can also be collected.

The reason Shamura doesn't have their bandages, is because the shadow shows them back before getting wounded. During the prime of the spider and the bat's hated rivalry.

Fun Fact: Bats have been known to get caught in spiderwebs.

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"Greetings. You must be the Lamb everyone has been talking about. I've heard the stories."

"We have much in common. I too became different after pledging my service to a god."

"Once I was a shining example of nature, now I use it's splendors to brew, heal, and assist."

"Perhaps you could benefit from my alchemic solutions? I can make potions, poisons, and much more. You may purchase straight from my shelves or bring me resources to brew with." - Lomasi

Cult of the Lamb 2

Lomasi is an Alchemist, and crow. She travels to the different lands healing the sick and injured. And if some jerk might end up dead out of nowhere, no one can prove she might or might not have poisoned them.

Lomasi wasn't always an alchemist, or black. Long ago she was a legendary beacon of beauty, the Rainbow Crow. Who's singing voice could captivate the gods themselves. Till one day one of the old gods, the god of seasons asked for her aid. During the cold winter they were helpless to warm their followers through the season. They asked her to fly to the sun and retrieve a piece of it's warmth. Lomasi agreed, for her beauty was rivaled only by her loyalty. It was a long flight, but eventually she reached the sun, and sung her beautiful song. In return the sun gave an ember of its fire, and she began her journey back. But that was even harder. If she went to fast the flame would go out, too slow and the fire would overwhelm her. As she got closer, the smoke and soot from the fire darkened her beautiful rainbow feathers. When Lomasi breathed, her lungs found only smoke and she could no longer sing her song. She could only "Caw!" Upon her return she was not recognized at first. But Lomasi was quickly thanked and respected by the god. She had completed her task, but at a great cost. Lomasi lost both her colorful feathers and lovely singing voice. But even though it might've seemed like she lost her color, if one looked closely they can still see the rainbow in her feathers. The god promised to pay her back for her sacrifice, but never got the chance. They were later slain by another god, and the seasons stopped changing. Lomasi turned to alchemy as a way of continuing to helping others. Using natures natural resources to provide for herself and others.

Her shop allows the Lamb and their friends to purchase and automatically make potions and poisons. In 2 status effects are introduced like slowing down, poison (slowly losing health), and getting frozen. Lomasi can make potions to replenish health, and cure status ailments. Or cause them, that's what her poison do. In battle the Lamb can throw the bottled poisons like bombs to effect enemies. Multiplayers can also throw potions at each other to cure, the range might also accidently cure enemies. But the poisons can cause friendly fire on players too. The player can also freely drink the poisons if they so chose, for whatever weird reason. Later in the game Lomasi can inoculate the Lamb and others to the poisons. Not from getting the status effects from enemies, just from her poisons. The Lamb has to gather alchemic recipes to brew anything new. The already made brews in Lomasi's shop are purchased, but giving her resources to brew doesn't cost anything. One of the most powerful brews needs a god tear and Lomasi feather, which can allow resurrection without a sacrifice.

Lomasi only wears her mask when she brews, which is most of the time. There will be a design of her without her mask. Around her would be shelves of various bottles. I used Clauneck and his siblings as reference. Lomasi's mask is based off plague doctors. Alchemist using wear protective masks.

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High in the cold alps of the Frigridge Mountains, live the yaks. Where it's always freezing, icy, and unforgiving. But the inhabitants are resourceful and used to it. None can remember a time the Frigridge Mountains were ever ruled by a god. Long ago the mountain locals worshipped both Haro the God of the Hunt and Ithiqua the God of Winter. Praying to Haro for a good hunt and thanking Ithiqua for the cold that maintained their mountainous home. But Ithiqua later disappeared, and Haro stepped down from godhood. The best hunter of the mountain, Brakkoro was outraged at the news. He proclaimed he'd leave the mountain and return the rightful new God of the Hunt. After several years later, Brakkoro returned successful, as a new god. Now the mountains had their own local godly ruler. Aiming to please him with worthy offerings every hunting season. The yaks have always been the best farmers of the mountains, and great hunters second only to the yetis. Brakkoro has always been pleased with the yaks' offerings.

One Yak however was born physically challenged. The Yak was born a runt among their family, and was never expected to become a great hunter, or even survive life, being a runt and all. But the young yak dreamed of hunting alongside their peers, and be a great hunter like Brakkoro. Almost everyone in the mountains discouraged them from their dream. Saying it just isn't meant to be, they're too small, and it's better the Yak became a farmer. Only the Yak's big brother supported their dream. Teaching the Yak all that he knew about hunting. They went on a small hunting trip and was able to track down and kill a hare. A small yet significant pelt for the young yak's first hunt. At the next hunting season's offering giving to Brakkoro, the Yak offered their hare. Brakkoro was entertain but the small yak's offering, but was impressed. Relative to the hunter and prey's size, it wasn't that bad. None would've expected the runt have an offering at all. And so Brakkoro did bless the Yak's home with warmth for the winter. Yak also asked Brakkoro if he could be given super hunting senses, stength, and skills. So they could realize their dream, and hunt more impressive offerings. Brakkoro just laughed at the request. While Brakkoro is a god and could most definitely grant their wish. The mountains had plenty of hunters, and thinks being a good hunter should be earned themselves. Yak is lucky they got a accepted offering. Brakkoro knew himself the Yak had a hunter's ambition, so he forbade them from getting involved with anything hunting related. Yak refused to give up of their dream though. They covertly watched the hunters, especially their brother practice hunting skills. Practicing in secret, they improved greatly at their skills.

Hoping to bring a more impressive hunt to prove themselves. But the Yak was caught in their practice, and brought before Brakkoro by his followers. Brakkoro was angered by this act of defiance, and as punishment he demanded sacrifice. Yak was frightened by his command, and pleaded for mercy. Brakkoro said though, that they weren't the one to be sacrificed. Their brother was, the mountain could do without one hunter, and his death would hurt the Yak. They asked him to spare their brother and take them instead. Given their brother was who they followed the example of in the ways of hunting. Brakkoro needed to assert his godly dominance, to deal with their brother's carelessness, and Yak's defiance. So the Yak's brother was sacrificed right in front of them, and Brakkoro banished the Yak from the Frigridge Mountains. But even after personal loss and banishment, the Yak would pursue their hunting dream. Leaving the mountains in hopes of finding the strength to return one day, vowing vengeance against the merciless god Brakkoro.

Having traveled to the Lands of the Old Faith, where Brakkoro claimed he earned godhood. The Yak hoped to find power there too. But hopefully by more favorable means, then pleasing a jerk like Brakkoro. After many days of searching, eventually the Yak was found and taken in by the Lamb. At first the Yak was weary of the given the Lamb was a young god like Brakkoro. But after spending time amongst them and the cult, Yak saw that the Lamb was nothing like Brakkoro. Having told the Lamb their story, the Yak asked them for the power to avenge their brother and take Brakkoro down. In return they would follow them faithfully and spend the gospel of the Lamb to the Frigridge Mountains. Given a crown copy to wield, and with their amazing Yak strength and hunting abilities. The Yak became a truly exemptional missionary of the Lamb. Ready to travel back to their home, spread the cult there, and end Brakkoro's reign, in the name of the Lamb, and for their brother.

Yes, the Yak can see just fine. The times one can more obviously see their eyes is when they use their powers. Their fur raises to reveal their red glowing eyes.

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"I've been expecting you, Lamb. I am called Scholanis, Chronicler of the Ages."

"You are the first soul to visit the Great Library since the time of the Old Gods."

"Knowing their history will better you for the future."

"Only those who truly need the knowledge of these ancient books, can find the library and learn the secrets of the past." - Scholanis

Cult of the Lamb 2

Scholanis is a Wooly Mammoth, and one of the first mammals created by Kuluga. Gifted with immortality, tasked with governing The Great Library of the Old Gods, and recorder of all events that transpire. The Library was made by the Old Gods to hold all their worlds' history and knowledge. After Pengaia's death, the other Old Gods hid the Library. Making it so the only those worthy can ever find it. None seem to have been worthy since. Thus leaving Scholanis in solitary for many long centuries. That is until one of the Old Gods decided to let the Lamb to the Library.

Finding books and scrolls along the game, the Lamb and friends can give them to Scholanis for rewards, lore, and new facts. He teaches threw out the game about the Old Gods, and what occurred after them. Revealing that there is no record or confirmation of Kuluga's demise. Foreboding the Old God's impending return for vengeance.

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"I-I didn't mean to! I would never hurt her!"

"She knows I wouldn't! S-she, she'd never blame me."

"Neither do we, brother. It wasn't your fault." - Xortus

"No, it wasn't... it was THEIR fault!" - Kuluga

Cult of the Lamb 2: The Final Boss' incentive. After Kuluga blindly killed his sister Pengaia, he was heartbroken. As the God of Emotion, he can't help but feel what everyone else is feeling. Since the rage and anger both his and the mortals, piled on inside him made him lash out and slay his sister.

After he and his siblings grieved, Kuluga never really got over her death. It was the mortals and god pretenders that made him rage out of control. Then they had the audacity to think he purposefully betrayed her. It was all their fault, and Kuluga wants revenge.

He won't destroy the mortals, just wait until the lesser gods are reduced to one, defeat and take that god's power, bring the mortals to their knees, and rule the world with an iron fist.

Truthfully he just misses Pengaia and his other siblings. Kuluga wants to give her death meaning. And to him that means bringing down the world that took her away and tore him and his siblings apart.

This shows when that desire for vengeance began. Right after his sister's death, his hands stained with her blood, and tears pouring from his eyes.

Keep in mind the God Tears came from him and his siblings, that's why his tear of gold (They've always struck me as gold). Also his main gemstone shifts to show what he's feelings. It's never glowed so red before.

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"Aha! It's you, the Lamb! I was hoping you'd find your way to my workshop! Allow me to introduce myself, I am Callabax the Mechanist."

"I cannot tell you what an honor it is to finally meet you! You must know you represent the dawn of a new age."

"There hasn't been a new god in over a millennia. You're mere existence sticks it to the old ways."

"I am an architect of engineering, gadgetry, and progress. Because of these gods stuck in their ways and tradition, it's not a popular profession."

"But surely your cult could benefit from my mechanics? I can build all sorts of machines that will help you run your cult more efficiently."

"I can repair and upgrade them as well. I'll need some compensation of course, but just the chance to invent for you is a pleasure." - Callabax

Cult of the Lamb 2

Callabax is a Mechanist/Mechanic, and a beetle. He was originally born in the Lands of the Old Faith. Growing up he's always been innovative, having all sorts of ideas to help better others. But the Bishops of the Old Faith looked down upon his inventing. They felt threatened by his progress, and demanded he ceased his actions or else. Callabax wouldn't hear of it though. He decided he would leave these lands, hoping to find a safe place to work in secret. The Bishops were on to him though. He took a bold move, when their followers came looking for him. Callabax left in his own bulit motorized boat, making a swift exit. The bishop followers who pursued him left behind in his wake had a nasty surprised left by him. Callabax engineered a time bomb that went off, taking them all out.

Leaving to the lands beyond, Callabax hoped one day the world would move on and progress. Unfortunately the gods else where he'd go had other ideas. While they allowed him to build machine shops to continue his work, they too felt ever so threatened by his powerful machines. They let him invent to his hearts content, but in return he'd design advance architecture and designs for their own benefit, and none of his advance inventions were allowed to leave his workshops. Callabax did as they said, but was frustrated so. Callabax hated them putting a damper on his advancements and progression. Callabax hoped, he prayed even, that one day these gods stuck in their old ways, holding him back would kick it. When word spread of the Lamb's rise, Callabax was ecstatic. Finally it seemed like the world was moving on, and he was ready for it. He'd help this new god with his inventions. Once the old gods are out of the way, he'll be free to share is mechanics with the world.

Over the course of designing, and engineering his machines. Callabax had the idea he too could benefit and progress with machinery. He developed cybernetic enhancements for himself, and added in a bio-mechanical exoskeleton. His horn is interchangeable, Callabax can replace it with a saw, a drill, a hammer, etc. But he kept his old horn to reattach when he doesn't need his tools.

Callabax's shops are in each land the Lamb and their friends journey too. Imagine them 19th century, steam powered, bronze gadgets and machines central. He can invent machines that help run things in the cult. He can build better pillories, cult auto-feeding machines, sprinklers for crops, even a bathroom with pluming! Like the cult couldn't benefit from that? The gadgets have limits though. In purchasing upgrades, they'll be able to do more and work faster. But if overused, they breakdown and need repair.

I designed Callabax to be steampunk style. A steampunk cyborg beetle. To be specific, he's a Japanese rhino beetle. Not a lot of colors meshed well with the bronze color of his cybernetics, so he's a black beetle. The gears inside him move, and are seen through a see through screen. My sister named him, and insisted he have that green to his color.