The Voice of Eros

You find the chance to finally leave the village and meet with the creature in the aforementioned place. Making your reasons to venture back into the mountains, your family is cautious, fearful you will be retaken from them, but you assure them they will be careful and you will return that evening. Being careful to ensure you are not followed, you hastily make your way to the old tree by the creek...

Civilisation finally comes into view. What started as a mild fever has escalated over the past few hours. As a result, when Sally strolls into town, the stranger takes you straight to the doctor. You are not sure how long you are in there. The doctor opens and cleans the wound. Treats it, and then restitches you back up. He warns you that you will likely have a scar, but you arrived before any las...

Your history is a blur of memories and unknowns. The last thing you recall is that you were accused by the Pharaoh's advisers and sentenced to death, though you don't fully remember the manner in which you were put to death. Sweet oblivion consumed you. What unnerves you is that death was not the end. You recall your soul being judged, the underworld gates opening before you, and the fear that fil...

It is the morning after you left the man far in the forest, accompanied only by the goats that you purchased the day before. Sleep did not come easily, and you found yourself waking often. You felt fear, but you were unsure whether it was for Rickard, whether your plan would work, or if it was cause you knew the creature that he became could return at any minute to the village. As dawn breaks, you...

The lord of the land tells you that the devil of the skies has been plaguing the area for months now, feasting on entire farmsteads and decimating local villages. However, you suspect that to be extremely exaggerated. You have heard from local travellers that the only targets have been merchant and slaver caravans. Rumour had it that one of the caravans was carrying riches intended for this same l...

It has been a long time since you have seen the creature. After your prolonged absence from the village, a mob was formed under the assumption that you had been kidnapped and killed by the monster in the mountains. They discovered the cave where you resided. They were amazed to find you alive, but would not listen to your story. Insisting that you had been kidnapped and brainwashed. The mob ransac...

You have been riding all day, and a fair way into the night. Your muscles ache with stiffness and riding fatigue. You wonder how the Stranger does it so easily. Perhaps purely through practice... perhaps because he is on an actual saddle whilst you are relegated to the rolling muscles of Sally's rump. The hours drag on. Surprisingly, the charismatic stranger has been near-silent for the whole jour...

As the day progresses, you take the stranger into the centre of the village where market day is in full swing. The hustle and bustle of life masks the fear that lurks beneath the surface of the village folk. yet despite the fear, market day has always been a more joyous occurrence. Being the central-most village among a variety of other smaller holds and farmsteads means that market day is the one...

Your consciousness sits in the void. Echoes of half-remembered memories that are not your own, cascade themselves across the edge of your awareness. With a jolt you are instantly dragged into existence, but as quickly as it comes, it is taken from you. Another jolt and a flash of light. Again, a fleeting glimpse of life before you are pulled back into the void. Another, and you feel the painful ti...

You slept uneasy. The pain of your wound had become a dull ache and even with the blankets, it's as if you could feel every little pebble on the ground. This stranger you found in the wasteland of your escape also didn't lend any feeling of comfort. He certainly couldn't be trusted. The question was, was his behaviour driven by the desire to exploit or some kind of desperation? Finally, sleeps tak...

You have been with the creature for about a week by your count. As much as he seems to be warming to you, the mild luxuries of civilization are making their absence known. Waking up to notice the grimness of your current state, you decide to wander to see if you can find a stream or pool to wash in... --- If you would like to support me on Patreon, please click below: https://www.patreon.com/c/Voi...

The stranger collapsed from fatigue shortly after your conversation. You make your way back to the farmhouse and collect some clothing from one of the old farmhands who has since moved on to another region. They definitely weren't the right size, but they would have to do. Returning to the barn, you pile the clothes next to the stall in which the stranger slept. In the dimly flickering lamplight,...

You have somehow, miraculously escaped the ranch during the raid by Bandits. You felt safe there. And you don't quite understand how they overthrew your home so quickly. As you fled, you are sure that you saw the head cattleman conversing in a familiar way with the bandits but, it all happened so fast, can you really trust what you saw? You have been walking in the desert for hours, maybe even a d...

Several days have passed since you discovered the dwelling of the creature. He has not been pleasant company, but he has not been unkind. Despite his disagreeable disposition, he has made every effort to ensure your comfort, crafting you a bed of old blankets and tanned furs. Every day, the creature seems to get exasperated and storms from the cave. You aren't sure where he goes, but he always ret...

The beast has been plaguing your village for a couple of months now. So far, only livestock has been killed, but word around the town is that it is only a matter of time before someone is taken by the demonic creature. The village elders have called for the nearby garrison for aid, but there is no sympathy for the plights of "local faerie tales". The night is dark. the rain isn't heavy, but it is...

The night is dark. The trees of the forest loom over your small camp, campfire casting haunting shadows across your surroundings. You have been on the trail of the undead beast for days and soon you will have them in your grasp. There is a crack of a branch breaking in the shadow beyond the light of the fire. A gentle cough of a stranger as he walks with his hands raised towards you... --- If you...

Through the dense forest, you stumble. The creature was last seen in these parts. A frightened Trader pointed you up these slopes. Taking a moment to catch your breath, you can understand why it may have fled in this direction. The going is tough. Between the uneven ground of the mountainside and the closely packed trees that allow barely any light through their branches, it is easy to lose your w...

Growing up, you have always been a little different. Being able to hear whispers on the wind. See things out of the corner of your eye that no one else perceives. Things that made your upbringing difficult. The most positive and understanding of people said you had a very active imagination. The less forgiving suggested professional help. Over the years, through professional and pharmaceutical hel...

CONTENT WARNING: This tale is about the mythical creature Krampus, and so this audio contains themes that are included in the myth. This includes kidnapping children and topics around bad parenting, hinting at abuse, predominantly setting a child up to fail. If these themes are an issue for you personally, I ask that you consider skipping this audio roleplay. --- Days wandering through the snow-la...

A plague has come to the town. Blown in by a monstrous storm that has been unrelenting for days. Ships have been wrecked across the shore, and rats infest the streets. Death is carried on the wind. It is unnatural. However, despite the despair and misery, something stirs in your soul. A feeling that is as much familiar as it is alien. It calls to you. You feel it pulling you towards some unknown e...