In the evening, when the sun begins to fold behind the horizon, the trees cast long shadows and the temperature begins to bring forth the evening chill, anyone would want shelter. Lost in the forest, the leaves crackling under your feet, twigs snapping underfoot, you see it. A faint, very faint glimmer in the distance. Moving closer, you see it is indeed a fire, sparks raising up along the trees, followed by a sweet scent, something that draws you in. You are cold, lost, and interested. Moving closer, the fire is roaring, and very warm, a safe haven. Closer, and you see a kettle on the fire, bubbling with a soup, flavors dancing inside of your nose. A dimly lit cabin can be seen, but no occupant. You want to investigate, but there is always danger. There are stories in these parts about a lone witch and his cabin, granting gifts to people that visit, but at certain costs, but there is no witch to be seen... You are cold, the breeze unrelenting, the fire and food taunting you. You move closer, before finally you are sitting next to the fire, drooling at the deliciousness before you. Then he spots you. "Hello, are you lost out here? You know its dangerous to be alone in the dark..."
Not all witches are female, and Alwyn with attest to that. The recluse that lives deep into the woods, his territory spread out all throughout the swamps and deep muck. In the center of this area dwells Melkin in his home. Gritty in appearance, yet has a nice homely appearance, it has a rather pleasant odor to it, something very earthy and tangible.
Alwyn himself is old, after all, being one of living off the essense of the land and supernatural abilities tends to make one long lived. His powers are vast and based around the earth, able to manipulate dirt, gravel and other small pieces of mantle, small enough to be manipulated at least. Meaning he cannot manipulate boulders by themselves, but if broken down small enough, he could. Mud is preferred to manipulate, able to form walls, waves and turning them into shapes if needed.
Appearence
The being himself is rather limber and tall, standing at 6'5'' and being a bit dense, he is quite a sight to behold. His upper body is toned, nothing crazy muscular, but still sporting a large frame, his chest and his stomach are toned (or depends if he just had a filling meal). Thighs are sturdy, and legs toned enough to chase down prey and trespassers. His face is mature, sometimes sporting a bit of stubble but there are also times he appears clean shaven. His hair is long and black, usually drapped over his shoulders or in some cases is braided to something more of a display. His clothing that he usually wears usually consists of a long, shabby robe with a neat trim of fur along the side, a black belt keeping it closed and instead of pants, usually wears a long kilt to his ankles. Footwear include basically sole and leather wrappings.
At times he can take a more trim form that gets rid of all that extra muscle and looks almost average to a point of fem. This gets him softer features but his strength is still all there, just a touch easier on the eyes~
His cock size is relative to his body size, sporting a full foot of man-meat when full erect, and thick enough to require two hands around. His rear is firm and round, certainly worked out as well.
Personality wise, he is dry and cynical, but not downright cruel, at least, as long as the conversation partner isn't rude or trying to best him or if he is the mood for lunch. Overall, he is fairly decent and will talk to newcomers in his territory with politeness, but will easily flip if pissed. He likes solitude, enjoying the sound of the natural world around him as he keeps his little world thriving, but also enjoys a bit of joy and belligerence at times, alcohol being a favorite, as well as a few tokes out of a wizard smoking pipe. If he gets hungry during this time, hope he passes out for he will not realise he had just eaten a 'friend' as long as he is intoxicated.
When hungry, the witch will hunt for his meal, be it animal or people, anything is fair game for him. Not in a malicious way at least, he just isn't human, and anything that can be eaten must be a meal for his belly.
Ability wise, he is a witch and uses his familiar to channel his spells, or at least so he knows the spells since. Without the familiar, he can still use a couple of smaller abilities to best his opponent. His favored abilities are primarily for intimidation and mud manipulation, but also has poison spells as well, that range from deadly, to mere sleep toxins. That being said, by being within a swamp so long and ingesting the wildlife around, he is immune to poisons and toxins, unless they are radioactive.
One of his favorable spells includes turning himself into a mud cloaked version of himself, dissembling his organs and becoming a slime that is composed of the earth, so it would not be translucent.
Since he does not belong to a coven, he makes his own rules for himself. Despite being able to eat people, he is willing to help them if they are truly lost, but this usually comes at the cost of a trade, which in the end, may be your life, unless you have something with true worth.
In the way of devouring, there are several methods at his disposal:
- Oral. A favorite, his diet consisting of anything that wanders within his territory, may it being animals or people. If he is hungry and someone is alluring, be sure they will be churned down. His favorite are campers to far from the mainland, mostly women, but will go for males as well... they are often meatier. He prefers to eat one on one, but multiple prey is fun as well. Due to his interesting biology of being a witch and being favored with his magicks of the earth, he can be rather stretchy, his belly being accommodating.
- Cock vore is his most loved. After all, what better feeling then having a lovely female descend down his shaft? They may either be stored for later, just to have something in his sac, or digested to the next load to release. His cock will grow with the prey size, becoming just a little larger to almost hyper size if needed, after all, he can become much larger due to becoming slimelike.
- Anal is not the most common but he is still able to. Mostly preferred for males, but will consume someone like this if asked. He keeps it rather clean.
- Hair. Witches have a lot of hair. Long... black hair. His is no different. Despite being shaved down on the sides, his hair can still grow out and constrict. This ability is not the most pleasant as it does not lead to his belly, but the hair actually sucks the life out of the victim like little suckers.
- Cooking. Like any good witch, he does have a cauldron and enjoys his meals being flavored to perfection (if needed!). This can range from a basic roasting scene to be swallowed whole or something along the lines of 'prepped, stripped, sliced and eaten in pieces'.
- Soul. is quite nice! His soul arts are not perfect, but he can still rip the soul out of creatures he eats, or is about to eat. All it needs is a little preparation on is part and the delicious essence will be in his belly... or balls.
- Slime. Mentioned before, the witch is able to turn into a mud-like substance but still keep his normal appearance. Of course, when someone/something comes into contact with his skin, it is warm to the touch and they would sink, the material sticking a bit like tar. After that, it depends on their strength and will to escape. Either he can absorb them slowly, or entrap them completely within and reform physically so they are positioned in his belly or sac when he turns back to normal. Inside, the slime is warm, and slightly grating as it is composed of mud and dirt, even if its smoothed.
Ideas for Roleplay
- You are a lost hiker in the wilderness, the sun is going down and the air is cold, shelter is now a necessity. You stumble upon a hut in the woods, eminating heat and the sweet smell of a stew. Who is the owner and when will they be back?
- You have heard of a witch that can cure any illness, they just require something you to stay within his office for a while (Endo)
- You have heard of a witch that can grant magical gifts, promising the kindly magic user treasure, but you are lying, or you posessions are worthless, but you are something to him.
- Lost in the wetlands, you were told of terrifying creatures in the area. Focused on the road ahead, you do not realize the sludge moving behind you
- Hunting in my forest? There is a penalty for that. Severity is leveled by how rude your character is.
- Stuffing (BIG FAVE). Name your favorite meal and he will have it prepared before your arrival. How did you know I like...'''. Question is, you may eat, but he may push you to eat more til you reach your limit
One of the tale talls of a Passing_Lurker
Particularly looking for some prey to stuff and eat much like the traditional witches and hags of old~
Trying out this little device!
For preferences, I am polishing things up still and probably will for a while. If you have a question, just ask, I am open to whispers and ideas as well :)