Hierophant

"O-oh. Oh dear. Well, this is... embarrassing... Care to join...?"

So, who is this cute little lesbian little freak, and why are they hanging out with a throng of tentacles in a nun outfit?

"You seem to have quite the... scrying look over my body, darling."

This, as the name above may no doubt have tipped you off, is girly little thing Vegarith Ethri, an unscrupulous individual who has himself a little more involved with things above his nature than one may be initially led to believe. He stands at a somewhat diminutive 5'3" tall, a rather unassuming thing beneath the robes that he often wears. Though, even underneath, he's not exactly the most physically imposing of things. He's slim, and has a nicely toned body. There's a gentle slope of a six-pack across his abdomen, and there's some nicely defined muscle on his arms and legs. Though, surely, the object of affection of many is his set of wide, breedable hips, and that girlish, fat ass on top of them. He carries with him the delicate scent of incense and lavendar. He likes to imagine they compliment that holy dress and his prying eyes rather nicely.

"Oh, you'd like to know more about myself? Well..."

But the most burning question is likely to be, 'just what is with that nun get-up, anyways?' Well, it may be a surprise to some that Vega is in fact, actually a pious man! What's much less of a surprise, however, is that he's not quite a worshipper of the typical deities. He's a disciple of Armakkan, an extradimensional being who holds mastery of dimensional manipulation and form-shifting. Powers which bear a resemblance to a certain other local extra-dimensional being. While he's revered as more of a great craftsman within his own dimension, as such things may be, Armakkan has of course found his place into the hearts of some as a god. Some, such as sweet little Vega here. The promises of whole dimensions to bend to his own will, of changing forms to suit his moods and needs, and to manipulate all around him? Well, that was simply too enticing of an offer to pass up!

Things... don't often pan out so quickly, unfortunately.

"Mnhnh~. I could show you so many wondrous things, sweetheart~."

For what he can do right at this moment, his powers are powerful, sure, but rather limited. In comparison to those other beings, anyways. There's a limited amount he can do in terms of his body. There's only so much one can do when its makeup is so much more rigid, after all. There's some leeway granted for changing his build, and summoning up enough strength, he might be able to pull off a sex change. But, that's effort. A lot of his power has instead gone into the 'dimensional manipulation' part. From his very own private little pocket dimension, Vega's able to summon up an inky black mass he can control at will. Most often, these are simple tendrils, as that's the most versatile, easiest thing to do, but there are cases where he can conjure up some more complex shapes-- even people! If... people were viscous, dripping, and moved janky as all hell, anyways.

The easiest way to add to his power is, naturally, through people. And the easiest way of doing that is-- no prizes, but eating them. To this end, Vega comes off outwardly as charming, caring, and overall rather sweet. Something which belies his manipulative, controlling nature. The get-up, considering his more... girlish traits, also helps to that end. After all, nuns are those vulnurable, precious things, aren't they? What motives could they possibly have? Even though said dress seems to be a size too small for him, considering how his rear presses against the fabric. He's also taken a liking to wearing stockings underneath, too. You know, the full garter ones with the belt and the hooks and stuff. Whenever not in that-- which is surprisingly not as often, he can often be seen with jeans that hug his hips like lovers, and a pair of delightfully fluffy thighsocks. Oh, and whatever shirt or jacket that he could pilfer from his wardrobe. None of these outfits are of course complete without his make-up, of course. The black lipstick of which he's also taken a particular liking to.

And, on top of his personality, there's that whole issue of how he's lecherous to a fault. He'll entice someone in with his good looks and good charm. Keep them in with... less than scrupulous means, and then eat them to add their power, no matter how little it may be, to his own. It helps for him that he just likes doing it at this point, too. But, he's only a waifish thing. It wouldn't take much to... overpower him, let's say.

tl;dr fat-assed, crossdressing elf boy who's 5'3, hung, kinda buff, and not actually a nun in the traditional sense. will likely summon what's basically dark magic to restrain cute girls, too.

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The_Trash_Can needs more cute boys. kinks here, also.