River Otherwood

Take my hand, sibling. Let's be unwell about this man together. :D Like Slaanesh intended!

and bonus Lyph Support

Will you tell us a story? What an episode. For someone like me who loves reading into characters' backstories and the way they see the world, oh! That was a FANTASTIC episode! :D Still unwell about the Littlest Acolyte. Sefice and his divine providence that lets him walk blindly forward, unstoppable, until such time as he can no longer. Lyphos and his complete, all-consuming hate of the Wolves... born from his trauma and fear, understandibly skewing his vision. Bethael and the fragmented sensations, sounds, colors of a war he barely remembers, and how much it says about his state, motives and identity as a person... or lack thereof. Byzanti. Byzanti and the ugly, tooth-and-nails fight for survival, and the spite and rage to dominate, whatever the price, as long as he can survive. Yvgeny and the first seed of doubt. From his first deployment, the rats had started to gnaw at his mind. The veil was never fully over his eyes, which makes his eventual fall to chaos all but inevitable... A fall born from injustice. From rebellion against merciless order. Not from selfish desire or hunger for power... but from scorned compassion. "What puppy did you enjoy most to see obliterated? It's all the same. It's all War."

Will you tell us a story? What an episode. For someone like me who loves reading into characters' backstories and the way they see the world, oh! That was a FANTASTIC episode! :D Still unwell about the Littlest Acolyte. Sefice and his divine providence that lets him walk blindly forward, unstoppable, until such time as he can no longer. Lyphos and his complete, all-consuming hate of the Wolves... born from his trauma and fear, understandibly skewing his vision. Bethael and the fragmented sensations, sounds, colors of a war he barely remembers, and how much it says about his state, motives and identity as a person... or lack thereof. Byzanti. Byzanti and the ugly, tooth-and-nails fight for survival, and the spite and rage to dominate, whatever the price, as long as he can survive. Yvgeny and the first seed of doubt. From his first deployment, the rats had started to gnaw at his mind. The veil was never fully over his eyes, which makes his eventual fall to chaos all but inevitable... A fall born from injustice. From rebellion against merciless order. Not from selfish desire or hunger for power... but from scorned compassion. "What puppy did you enjoy most to see obliterated? It's all the same. It's all War."

this is so stupid