Deus Obscurum
@firecrestedprofessor
It had been a hell of a run for Desiderius Erasmus, pun mostly intended. One downward spiral led to another, and that led to yet another, but he was anything if not stubborn and resourceful. The Church may have crippled him, but they also underestimated him.
Which was why he was here in a library-- a small place with a shockingly vast array of specialized books: occult books, tomes, esoteric teachings, bullshit to most humans. Useful to him, depending.
But there was a quickly growing pile of that bullshit on the floor next to him while the suited demon thumbed through pages, looking for anything useful: locations, legends... traces of the artifacts he needed.
He didn’t hear the door open, consumed in his work as he was.











