“If you stroke the shadows, it will reciprocate...”
Name: Rosemario Luciano-Santo Abbaticchio, Perverted Mother of the Hellborn
In the glow of his growing stomach, a beautiful man covers himself in loose robes of black which so easily conceal or reveal his body. With simple pulls of fabric, his hauntingly pale skin may be hidden, though often the blood colored warmth of his womb is a relaxing and drawing view for the otherworldly. The Perverted Mother has an unusual ascetic about him, a picturesque face and deep wine-colored eyes unnerve, confuse, and enchant those who observe him. Lengthy black hair spills past his feet, a silk train following his every labored step. Rosemario is a 5’7” man who has become extraordinary with what develops inside of him.
Rosemario loves dark places and abhors the general world. Having spent the greater part of the year in seclusion while he holds the Unholy Child, he has learned that he is lonely and wants to understand first hand more of the creatures that exist outside of his cult. He holds himself of someone of great importance, a bringer of a new age and at times lacks the perception to see himself in any way unwanted or irritating to company.
Hell-hormones rush through Rosemario, making his judgments emotional and odd. He may want hugs or reassurance, and lacks any sense of personal space to feel personally violated unless they are of the ‘normal’. He waits patiently for the father of his unborn child to reveal himself, and loves the baby inside of him.
He has a desire of meaty foods and enjoys soaking his stomach with blood to comfort the baby. He is a cultist and wishes to see the world converted into a monument of the demonic.
Perverse tongue – Rosemario’s soft-spoken words have a way of compelling others to listen. His voice has been said to be weak, yet melodic.
Haggling – From his young days in Italy as a lad he had learned how to haggle the merchants.
Blind faith – Rosemario has a naive way of putting his trust in the dark and corrupted forces of this world. Because of his Radiance*(see below) the combination of influences tends to win them over to liking him or at least leaving him alone. Rosemario can ‘luckily’ avoid many terrible deaths from horrible figures thanks to this gifted and unintentionally used charismatic swirl.
However, for those who are not ‘evil’ or demonic aligned, the two elements can come together to make him grossly disliked and stigmatized.
Rosemario is carrying the perverse child of an undisclosed Dark Lord. Conceived in perversion, there is a woeful radiance* about the womb which can instill a sense of terrifying dark power nestling inside and promising those whomever disturb this birth a darkness unimaginable from the father. The magically sensitive and otherworldly can sense this.
Rosemario’s baby requires sustenance, which requires Rosemario to feast on the bodily fluids of dark and evil entities.
Rosemario is a head figure of a cult, this once mere mortal has been selected and changed – becoming the figure seen now by the magic from within his body warping him.
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