The Voice of Eros

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 are quick to rise despite your sleep deprivation. You quickly attend to your morning tasks and head out to try and find your new acquaintance. Your anxiety rises as you see several spatterings of blood on your way to where you left the man. Off to your left is a rustle amongst the trees. Your heart shoots into your throat, and you steadily make your way closer...---If you would like to support me on Patreon, please click below: https://www.patreon.com/c/VoiceofVoeThank you for listening, I hope you enjoyed - Eric#Werewolf #EricVoe #Roleplay

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 lord, and as a result, the lord took a sudden interest in the plights of the village folk. As you scale the mountain, you notice no change in the local wildlife, which surprises you. After this long in the area, you would have expected most of the fauna to have migrated away. This unusual behaviour does not detract you however, and you soon come across the beast's lair. It is not difficult to find. Pilfered riches spilling out from the entrance. You draw your blade and make your way inside. However, what you find comes as a complete surprise. Expecting to see the dragon laid atop it's bed of gold, instead you find a handsome man sat by a fire in amongst the piles of treasure... ---If you would like to support me on Patreon, please click below: https://www.patreon.com/c/VoiceofVoeThank you for listening, I hope you enjoyed - Eric#Dragon #EricVoe #Roleplay

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 ransacked and burnt everything they could find in the cave and forced you to return to your home in the village. You assumed you would never see the creature again, until one stormy night...---If you would like to support me on Patreon, please click below: https://www.patreon.com/c/VoiceofVoeThank you for listening, I hope you enjoyed - Eric #FrankensteinsMonster #EricVoe #Roleplay

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 journey. You are unsure why, but you are thankful for it. The wound on your leg aches, and the events of the past week have fatigued you beyond anything you have experienced before. It is late into the night when the Stranger rouses you from the rolling doze you are in...---If you would like to support me on Patreon, please click below: https://www.patreon.com/c/VoiceofVoe Thank you for listening, I hope you enjoyed - Eric#wildwestadventure #EricVoe #Roleplay

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 time that old friends and distant family get to meet up and reconnect. None of them, however, compares to your new companion's personal enthusiasm. His charm is infectious, and he makes friends with relative ease. It strikes you, the contrast between this man who walks beside you and the creature you know that lurks within him. He seems fascinated by every little thing. It is as if he comes from such a distant land that commonplace pastimes are completely alien to him, and every new thing fascinates him thoroughly. Though as the day goes on, you notice a shadow that hides behind the stranger's cheer. As if he overcompensates for his joy to cover some kind of nervousness. The afternoon starts to die down as the afternoon grows late...---If you would like to support me on Patreon, please click below: https://www.patreon.com/c/VoiceofVoeThank you for listening, I hope you enjoyed - Eric#Werewolf #EricVoe #Roleplay

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 tingle of electricity ripple through unfamiliar parts of your anatomy. Alien sensation of being in a fleshy prison that is not your own. Your senses slowly come under your control. First, touch, the sensation of the bitterly cold air across your skin. You feel it's presence, but not it's biting chill. Then sound reverberates through your skull. Taste comes next, though the dryness of your mouth heavily mutes all flavours apart from dust. As soon as the taste is present, your sense of smell is filled with the fragrances of metal, oil, slightly off meat, and burnt hair and flesh. Finally, your sight becomes your own, and the blurring lights focus on the man stood before you... ---
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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 takes you, but all too soon, you hear the rough tones of a familiar voice...---If you would like to support me on Patreon, please click below: https://www.patreon.com/c/VoiceofVoe Thank you for listening, I hope you enjoyed - Eric#wildwestadventure #EricVoe #Roleplay

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/VoiceofVoeThank you for listening, I hope you enjoyed - Eric #FrankensteinsMonster #EricVoe #Roleplay