Summoning Of The Pumpkin Lord

[Gemmylou 484]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9q-ol9dKR9s

 

Kneeling down by the cauldron, Aura’s hands dipped into the freezing flow repeatedly until at last she was sure her hands were clean, not a spot, smear or stain left. She closed her eyes, forcing herself to control her breathing as she stood, turning to witness once more the masterpiece she had created. There, in the centre of the hill’s peak stood a large wooden structure, resembling that of an angel, its wings spread wide across to shelter the the sheet of blood and flesh that littered the ground beneath it. The off putting part of the angel wasn’t that it stood over a scene of gore, but that it was unfinished - headless.

 

And yet, despite the statue’s lack of facial features, it appeared to be staring straight into Aura, as though the mere skeleton of of the structure understood why it had been constructed, awaiting for its her to complete the final steps. The witch, Aura, hesitantly approached the structure to lower her gaze to what remains of the body leaning against its base, its name, race and gender now made indistinguishable through sheer mutilation. With a stern look, she reached down to her side, where two identically carved pumpkins sat. Picking up the one nearest her, she reached up to fix it firmly atop the structure, twisting it down on a spike to secure it in place.

 

 

With a satisfied nod, she reached for the other, clutching it tightly to her chest as she knelt before the statue of the Pumpkin Lord, rocking slightly forwards and backwards as rasped words escape her quivering lips, her fear and excitement combining together, leaving her emotionally clueless as to what she should be feelings - but she felt it was right. The words she spoke meant nothing in particular, snippets of the common tongue within floods of incantations and mutterings. She knew this lasted for a long time, but it felt like seconds until she finished.

 

And so she waited, but nothing occurred. The wind remained as restless and the sun settled for the day, still nothing. Hours passed, and once again nothing. Panic flashed through her heart, had she done it wrong? Wasn’t this enough? ...Was he dead? Aura began to sob, faced pressed against the pumpkin, screaming out her insults into its hollow shell. But then she felt a presence, unannounced and yet, it did not scare her, bring her fear, make her jump or panic, the presence felt natural and calming. And as if to confirm, a very bony, gloved hand placed itself down upon her shoulder, squeezing her gently as if to comfort her. Aura sighed, her gaze locked onto the statue before her rather than its master, the dull creaking and groaning of the wood in the breeze made her shudder, but not with fear, but with anticipation. A second hand descended before her, its open palm placed in front of her eyes expectantly, and after another brief moment of this stillness, Aura presented him with the second pumpkin.

 

“Thank you.” was all he spoke as the mask slid down across his head, completing the image of Knox “It’s good to be home” with this, Aura rose to face him “You will stay?” Knox nodded once, wrapping his wiry arms tightly behind his back “We have a lot of work to do.”

 

[Treshure 5817]

Cultists from all regions all around flock to worship this new Pumpkin Lord, surely a branch of the great Dark Lord, Iblees.

[Geo 1415]

Somewhere, in the midst of a dark cavern, a very old, weathered Mime begins to write novels of a bromance between itself and the Pumpkin lord.  +_+

[Maletone Blazebeard (Aqua) 130]

Maletone smiles

"THe only person who ever understood me is back!"

[TeaLulu 1783]

A purple haired elf twitches her ears, then flips her ever-loving chaotic-evil s***.

[Cracker 4570]

 

 

It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!

[Zarsies 6795]

The withered and ancient stature of the child lingers about amongst its open-aired amphitheater, its activity unmolested with its ignorance of the carnivorous cavalier's . Albeit its to-be awareness to come no doubt of the gentleman's rebound, the deities of the realm may foresee his ecstatic response. 

[Kaiser 2347]

The Halfling Population Silently Cheers For Their Overlord- The Pumpkin Lord

[dank 413]

 

 

It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!

"No, it is Roy "Knox" Carrion!"

[Destinator 137]

((*the citizens of Normandor shake in fear*))

[Heff 2460]

Festivities commense in Ivybend, the o' great overlord has returned

[argonian 14254]

Cultists from all regions all around flock to worship this new Pumpkin Lord, surely a branch of the great Dark Lord, Iblees.

Many peasants think the cultists are being silly since the Pumpkin Lord is just a mortal who the Halflings mistook for a God.

[susitsu 871]

Lucas is already entertained by his first encounter with this fellow.

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.