Introduction

Dark and twisted desires by both the living and the deceased alike often go unanswered, cast aside without a second thought. Many of these wishes, corrupt though they may be linger within the world of the living long after the one who yearned for it has passed on. Within churches and cathedrals alike in particular these tainted feelings are often surrendered for salvation, either in earnest or mere sanctimony. Often these desires drift along the land, inevitably settling within the most forgotten place of all; graveyards.

Over time they begin to twist and writhe, coalescing into an amalgamation of dark and disturbing energy. This energy overtime manifests itself in the darkest and most forgotten crevices as a shadowy egg. Whether it be tucked behind a unmarked gravestone, deep within a coffin under the ground, cradled within the long since dead groundskeeper's hut or lurking in a derelict basement of the church itself; the egg incubates for several years until finally a perverse creation hatches forth; a Graveborn. This slimy grey creature often takes on the form of a slender female with haunting eyes and a head of ghostly white hair. The colors of their eyes can vary but their mission always remains the same; to indulge and act upon all the lecherous feelings and feelings it was formed out of.

The anatomy of a Graveborn is rather unorthodox. While their body does appear to still be that of a woman, they do not possess regular organs as a human would. Instead, their body is fueled by necrotic dark magic, animating their grey flesh. At the very center of their abdomen sits their true self, the very same core of corruption that manifested to start with. This core takes on a variety of colors but always gives off a deep and haunting glow, often depicted by their eyes. It's able to produce a single nigh unbreakable tendril-like organ that functions the same as a man's cock, a tapered prehensile appendage with which it often draws on to exercise its more vivid and immoral fantasies. Unofficially named as a Necro Tendril. It can secrete a corrupting, vile fluid much like semen from the pointed tip which can itself expand like a mouth; though if a human were to come into contact with it the fluid often infects and drains the strength of the affected; colored veins mimicking the creature often appearing on the victim's body. While it can be drained over time, often it's found that it's safer to simply kill the blighted creature with a blade or magic than attempt to crush any resistance from its lauded weapon of choice.

These creatures are shockingly territorial. Despite their rare existence there has been a few encounters documented through history. Were a Graveborn to come across another Graveborn, a desire to destroy and ravage overrides any other thoughts and desires, the two never stopping until one is finally laid back to rest for good. While their taut and slimy bodies are well designed for combat, often Graveborn seek a deeper and more decisive challenge. They'll often intertwine their necro tendrils together in an all encompassing coil; tips either darting about to pierce one another or squeezing all the same. These fiendish and barbaric duels can sometimes go on for hours while others last only minutes at most, crushing and squeezing mercilessly while their screams and howls fill the air like an unholy duet. Much of their precious fluids are spilled during this deadly dance, coaxed out by one another's efforts until finally one is unable to produce anymore. Without their tainted nectar to fuel their body, often the organ itself fails before any of their limbs do... crushed and twisted by the victorious tendril. Afterwards its undoubtedly the end for the vanquished, often descended upon and ravaged by the winner without mercy or remorse.

A fateful duel where the strong rule and the weak die, how absurdly barbaric!

(This is an RP account! When approaching, please do so out of character so I can speak to you as a human first. Not interested in real life models, mainly other Graveborns or fantastical creatures that would enjoy battling such a deplorably dark creature. I'm looking for literate, detailed players that enjoy writing for the sake of writing and are also interested in dice matches to decide who wins. Happy to assist with creating a Graveborn design for those sincerely interested in the idea.)

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