#merit.

  “There's not always a neat rescue,” some manner of agreement with the nature of all things to end, “but there's always someone who can help. Comes down to findin' them, and lettin' them.”

Did a meme and got carried away with putting my boys in skirts.

Otherwise, as things stand, I don't think he's clinging to any grudges. Plenty of regrets, I think, and he probably struggles to forgive himself for some of the things he's done across the years. Many of them were done in service of survival, those are easier to let go of. Many others were done in the name of a thing he believed in at the time. Those are harder to release. Harder to view sympathetically, now that things have gone sour the way that they have. I don't think it occupies too much of his thoughts —he has more important things to be doing that sitting around woe-is-me style— but when he walks face first into some of it... it's not so easy to swallow.

Merit. Definitely a regular 4'1'' tiefling. They just really like old eldritch sea monsters is all. Don't look too deep into it.

My little eldritch horror warlock, Merit. They’re silent and stare at everything and everyone endlessly, giggle at most things, and communicate with excitable motions or telepathically. If they do speak it’s with few words or short sentences. Also they’re a barbarian.

Tiefling barblock Merit featuring their bunny Rixxy, and super kawaii patron.