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Tome of Warlock: Book of Serpen,
Chapter 4, Patrons: ‘The voices’.
“As far back as I can can remember I’ve always had a … vocal internal monologue, voices and opinions in my head that weren't always in my control and often VERY loud. I grew up with these voices assuming it was normal, like some sort of subconsciousness giving me a second opinion, or that I was that sound of mind and I could control my thoughts and give myself an unbiased opinion. I was about 13 when I realised that this wasn’t exactly normal, that if my anyone (god forbid my family) finds out it would have been diagnosed with something else, there are enough misinformed assumptions about this sort of thing for people to assume the worst. For the longest time I truly believed I had some sort of condition. I spent a few years looking into it, but the more I researched the more I realised it wasn’t that. For example, these voices were giving me ideas and facts that I wouldn’t have been able to know on my own.
It used to tell me what was around corners, where other children hid during hide and seek, even giving me the answers to tests. It's easy to assume this was some sort of 6th sense, but even instrict has to come from some sort of experience. I put this to the test when I was 18 when I sprinted across an 8 lane freeway, blind folded, stopping when I was told to stop, running when I was told to run, it was clear it wasn’t happy about my ‘test’ but it had proven what I suspected … something was looking out for me.
As the years went on I started to really listen to what the voices had to tell me, realising that the reason I was so ‘lucky’ wasn’t just because of blind luck, but because something much greater was looking out for me, that I was ‘chosen’. I saw it everywhere! Crossing the road, avoiding a stubbed nail in the floorboards, knowing who to trust and not trust … even to poison that girl. I had to admit looking back I did wonder if the voices telling me to poison someone was maybe going off the deep end but if I hadn’t I wouldn’t have found myself at this park, and learnt about the magical world. In a way the voices seemed to guide my fate to here and now, which is why I should trust them.
After discovering that magic WAS real (who knew?) I started looking into what these voices were, Demons? Angels? Monsters? Wizards? Each step in my research only raised more questions than they did answers, and very little seemed to pull me in the direction of knowing WHAT they were. As far as I could tell they were not of this earth … maybe? Even that is a theory at best, for all I know they may not even be a dark being, maybe where they are from there is no light or darkness? The most progress I have had is learning a meditation technique developed by Warlocks to commune with their ‘Patrons’, like a phone call with god. This has helped both of us achieve what we want, I’ve learnt that it is interested in helping me develop my skills, and that it’s knowledge often comes at a price (it’s’ always the case with any sort of patron’s pact, I’m still kicking myself that after becoming an Incumare I can’t eat sal). Since communing with it my knowledge of the dark arts and darker magic has excelled fast! Dark material I couldn’t wrap my head around suddenly make sense, spells and tomes that where just gibberish are suddenly as easy as ABC’s, I’ve even been able to CREATE magical items like I’m putting together the flat pact IKEA furniture (I’m currently in the middle of creating a ‘Witches Staff’, see page 121).
So far out of all my ‘Patrons’ (Amelia, Kanos, The Lich & Apol) the voices have definitely been the most helpful, and probably the closest to an actual ‘Patron’ as you can get. God or not we’re making excellent progress and I’m looking forward to learning more as time goes by.”
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Tome of Warlock: Book of Serpen,
Chapter 5, Spells: ‘Patrons blessings’.
“So as I’ve been picking up a few new tricks from ‘The Voices’ (See chapter 4) about certain gifts and blessings. Right now, all they’ve been feeding me are various spells, tomes and incantations (don’t get me wrong, learning HOW to do magic is amazing!) and it has gotten me pretty far, but recently we’ve been stepping things up a little.
For a warlock to have a patron they must be bestowed gifts, for example Amelia ‘gifted’ me the ability to become an Incumare, Kantos gifted me the ability to become a dark walker, Apol dragon blessed and the Lych dark blessed. Now that I can commune with The Voices we’ve finally come up with something I like to call ‘Patron’s blessing’. The blessing itself opens a ‘direct’ link between me and the Voices to alter my body depending on it’s will, the only drawback being that it’s a pretty taxing spell and the effects are …. Temperamental. I’ve documented 4 different stages of this spell, and its sort of a roll of the dice as to what the effect will be.
Cursed Worm: So this is by far the WORST of the effects and doesn’t really present ANY blessings in the slightest … well minus the size but you’d have to get creative. Cursed Worm seems to turn me into a large chubby slug like creature, no real relation to an actual animal and no benefits or abilities besides being small and squishy. I have to admit, being a Cursed Worm is actually pretty cosy, my mind sort of adapts to accepting the shape and its rather cosy. The exception is when I’m in direct daylight, when it becomes really uncomfortable. A MAJOR downside to this is the spell can’t be revered until I’ve been kissed by a ‘woman’, though books on this vary the world ‘woman’ as feminine, the translation boiling down to “ feminine gentle creature” which we’ve assumed means woman (Thank you sexist warlock society). So anyone with ‘gentle feminine qualities’ counts.
Minor Blessing: This one's really fun. Minor blessing’s is a physical mutation across my arms and legs that allow me to swim, climb and even JUMP further, it's actually buck wild at how it feels. I’m able to leap the damn house without breaking a sweat and crawl up trees like I'm jogging uphill. The mutations seem to change the texture and colour of my skin to some sort of polity substance, my fingers and toes are turned into sharp claws with a green webbing connecting them. Across the palms of my hands and my feet are a bunch of octopus-like suction … things? The effect of this lasts about an hour or so.
Major Blessing: So like Minor Blessing Major blessing is another body mutation, but this goes next level in terms of size, and feels way cool. So Major blessing seems to constantly be some sort of tentacle addition to my body, my left arm (always the left one for some reason?), that seems to mutate and transform into a giant 20 foot long tentacle made up of the same texture and substance as the arms from the minor blessing. The limb is rapid, fast and able to snap things out of peoples hands in the blink of an eye, and though it's not ‘me’ it feels like me … if that makes sense? Anyway the effects last about 60 minutes and thankfully I can return my arm to a ‘normal’ looking state during the spells effects.
Eldritch form: ho ho ho boy, now THIS, this is peek Warlock craft right here. So, its not rare for a patron to inhabit or possess the physical form of the warlock praying to it, so complete mutation and body alterations are do-able, rare, but do-able. Some gods turn their followers into animals, others into a likeness to the god itself, The Voices seem to change me to …. Well I don’t really understand. When the spell takes this turn my body changes into a 10 foot tall, three legged, boy, tentacle headed creature, my body consisting of the same skin texture as the previous three forms. I’m stronger, faster and more agile, but what really throws me is how comfortable I am with the change, like, when I changed into the Cursed Worm my mind suddenly settled in the form as if I’d always been a Cursed Worm, and its a similar feeling in this fully developed form. Like the Cursed Worm however it needs a ‘feminine kiss’ to return me back to my natural state, which is a kick in the teeth given how different this thing looks. Only major downside? No thumbs.

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Word count: 1506 words = 12 points
Image: 32 Points
Total: 44 points
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Description
True size comparison: sta.sh/06s3pq3v41a
Individual breakdown: sta.sh/2i5oqavj6gw?edit=1

(TW: Dark subjects)

Tome of Warlock: Book of Serpen,
Chapter 4, Patrons: ‘The voices’.
“As far back as I can can remember I’ve always had a … vocal internal monologue, voices and opinions in my head that weren't always in my control and often VERY loud. I grew up with these voices assuming it was normal, like some sort of subconsciousness giving me a second opinion, or that I was that sound of mind and I could control my thoughts and give myself an unbiased opinion. I was about 13 when I realised that this wasn’t exactly normal, that if my anyone (god forbid my family) finds out it would have been diagnosed with something else, there are enough misinformed assumptions about this sort of thing for people to assume the worst. For the longest time I truly believed I had some sort of condition. I spent a few years looking into it, but the more I researched the more I realised it wasn’t that. For example, these voices were giving me ideas and facts that I wouldn’t have been able to know on my own.
It used to tell me what was around corners, where other children hid during hide and seek, even giving me the answers to tests. It's easy to assume this was some sort of 6th sense, but even instrict has to come from some sort of experience. I put this to the test when I was 18 when I sprinted across an 8 lane freeway, blind folded, stopping when I was told to stop, running when I was told to run, it was clear it wasn’t happy about my ‘test’ but it had proven what I suspected … something was looking out for me.
As the years went on I started to really listen to what the voices had to tell me, realising that the reason I was so ‘lucky’ wasn’t just because of blind luck, but because something much greater was looking out for me, that I was ‘chosen’. I saw it everywhere! Crossing the road, avoiding a stubbed nail in the floorboards, knowing who to trust and not trust … even to poison that girl. I had to admit looking back I did wonder if the voices telling me to poison someone was maybe going off the deep end but if I hadn’t I wouldn’t have found myself at this park, and learnt about the magical world. In a way the voices seemed to guide my fate to here and now, which is why I should trust them.
After discovering that magic WAS real (who knew?) I started looking into what these voices were, Demons? Angels? Monsters? Wizards? Each step in my research only raised more questions than they did answers, and very little seemed to pull me in the direction of knowing WHAT they were. As far as I could tell they were not of this earth … maybe? Even that is a theory at best, for all I know they may not even be a dark being, maybe where they are from there is no light or darkness? The most progress I have had is learning a meditation technique developed by Warlocks to commune with their ‘Patrons’, like a phone call with god. This has helped both of us achieve what we want, I’ve learnt that it is interested in helping me develop my skills, and that it’s knowledge often comes at a price (it’s’ always the case with any sort of patron’s pact, I’m still kicking myself that after becoming an Incumare I can’t eat sal). Since communing with it my knowledge of the dark arts and darker magic has excelled fast! Dark material I couldn’t wrap my head around suddenly make sense, spells and tomes that where just gibberish are suddenly as easy as ABC’s, I’ve even been able to CREATE magical items like I’m putting together the flat pact IKEA furniture (I’m currently in the middle of creating a ‘Witches Staff’, see page 121).
So far out of all my ‘Patrons’ (Amelia, Kanos, The Lich & Apol) the voices have definitely been the most helpful, and probably the closest to an actual ‘Patron’ as you can get. God or not we’re making excellent progress and I’m looking forward to learning more as time goes by.”
-
Tome of Warlock: Book of Serpen,
Chapter 5, Spells: ‘Patrons blessings’.
“So as I’ve been picking up a few new tricks from ‘The Voices’ (See chapter 4) about certain gifts and blessings. Right now, all they’ve been feeding me are various spells, tomes and incantations (don’t get me wrong, learning HOW to do magic is amazing!) and it has gotten me pretty far, but recently we’ve been stepping things up a little.
For a warlock to have a patron they must be bestowed gifts, for example Amelia ‘gifted’ me the ability to become an Incumare, Kantos gifted me the ability to become a dark walker, Apol dragon blessed and the Lych dark blessed. Now that I can commune with The Voices we’ve finally come up with something I like to call ‘Patron’s blessing’. The blessing itself opens a ‘direct’ link between me and the Voices to alter my body depending on it’s will, the only drawback being that it’s a pretty taxing spell and the effects are …. Temperamental. I’ve documented 4 different stages of this spell, and its sort of a roll of the dice as to what the effect will be.
Cursed Worm: So this is by far the WORST of the effects and doesn’t really present ANY blessings in the slightest … well minus the size but you’d have to get creative. Cursed Worm seems to turn me into a large chubby slug like creature, no real relation to an actual animal and no benefits or abilities besides being small and squishy. I have to admit, being a Cursed Worm is actually pretty cosy, my mind sort of adapts to accepting the shape and its rather cosy. The exception is when I’m in direct daylight, when it becomes really uncomfortable. A MAJOR downside to this is the spell can’t be revered until I’ve been kissed by a ‘woman’, though books on this vary the world ‘woman’ as feminine, the translation boiling down to “ feminine gentle creature” which we’ve assumed means woman (Thank you sexist warlock society). So anyone with ‘gentle feminine qualities’ counts.
Minor Blessing: This one's really fun. Minor blessing’s is a physical mutation across my arms and legs that allow me to swim, climb and even JUMP further, it's actually buck wild at how it feels. I’m able to leap the damn house without breaking a sweat and crawl up trees like I'm jogging uphill. The mutations seem to change the texture and colour of my skin to some sort of polity substance, my fingers and toes are turned into sharp claws with a green webbing connecting them. Across the palms of my hands and my feet are a bunch of octopus-like suction … things? The effect of this lasts about an hour or so.
Major Blessing: So like Minor Blessing Major blessing is another body mutation, but this goes next level in terms of size, and feels way cool. So Major blessing seems to constantly be some sort of tentacle addition to my body, my left arm (always the left one for some reason?), that seems to mutate and transform into a giant 20 foot long tentacle made up of the same texture and substance as the arms from the minor blessing. The limb is rapid, fast and able to snap things out of peoples hands in the blink of an eye, and though it's not ‘me’ it feels like me … if that makes sense? Anyway the effects last about 60 minutes and thankfully I can return my arm to a ‘normal’ looking state during the spells effects.
Eldritch form: ho ho ho boy, now THIS, this is peek Warlock craft right here. So, its not rare for a patron to inhabit or possess the physical form of the warlock praying to it, so complete mutation and body alterations are do-able, rare, but do-able. Some gods turn their followers into animals, others into a likeness to the god itself, The Voices seem to change me to …. Well I don’t really understand. When the spell takes this turn my body changes into a 10 foot tall, three legged, boy, tentacle headed creature, my body consisting of the same skin texture as the previous three forms. I’m stronger, faster and more agile, but what really throws me is how comfortable I am with the change, like, when I changed into the Cursed Worm my mind suddenly settled in the form as if I’d always been a Cursed Worm, and its a similar feeling in this fully developed form. Like the Cursed Worm however it needs a ‘feminine kiss’ to return me back to my natural state, which is a kick in the teeth given how different this thing looks. Only major downside? No thumbs.

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Word count: 1506 words = 12 points
Image: 32 Points
Total: 44 points
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Do not use, repost or claim (rp) my art/character
Art © The-Red-Right-Hand