Board Thread:Adventure RP Games/@comment-28692716-20190910183917/@comment-28692716-20191018164411

Voice: Thank you... Come closer...

Fontine approaches the voice, leading him towards one of the walls of the floor. Scanning around, he could just see severed hands. However, he notices a slight bit of movement. Down at his feet, from a pile of hands comes an arm, severed from the elbow. Except, this arm has two hands, one on either end, and a pair of thumbs smack dab in the middle of the trunk on either side.

One of the sets of hands' fingers start moving erratically, while the other hand's balled up into a fist. The wriggling fingers grasp at the ground, before the arm begins skittering. It's soon able to skitter up the wall like a spider, the clenched fist pointed at Fontine as it ascends. Soon, it was level with his face, and the fist opened.

When those fingers spread, they revealed... good god... On the upper half of the palm is a pair of eyes, them scanning Fontine's face with a narrow gaze, as if it were judging him. And just below it is a mouth, that looks to be in a resting scowl. The whole figure was... it was unholy! It shouldn't exist! Why does it exist?! Everything about this hand creature is mortifying to Fontine, from its rear fingers wriggling like a spider's legs, to that judgmental face that it shouldn't have in the first place!

Angelic Form is on 10 Cooldown.

Hand Creature: There's the fear... I'll be seeing you soon...

The hand creature's rear fingers wriggle upwards, carrying the monster up the wall and off into the darkness, leaving the monster to be involved with the group at a later date.