Hey kids what's up I am Maren (They/Them). Maer works just fine (like the horse with slightly fewer hooves and spelled by a second grader).
I am a golem made of pages torn out of steamy romance novels glued together with the trash pulled out of the dumpster behind a Wendy's.
Big fan of terribly broken, tragic stories full of steam and heartbreak. Shatter my big queer heart with your words and I will thank you for it.
Writing has been a massive part of my life since the tender age of 13, initially serving as a vent for all my teen rage, angst, and Horn. I pray my early writing remains buried in the depths of the internet where it belongs.
I have only played D&D for a few years, as soon as I was legally allowed to drink for the courage to speak and flirt with strangers on the internet. Soon I hope to perform the duties of Dungeon Daddy for some dweeby pals.
Sorry in advance if I horrify you, I'm a swamp monster and love to wriggle in my trash throne.