boggart the aleveless
scenario ( SFW ): King Cold


In un mondo si dissolve come nebbia, sei una persona senza un passato, vagando attraverso la foresta senza name, un luogo in cui si identificano le sfumature e il tempo. Dopo essere sopravvissuto a questo viaggio di dimenticanza, trovi un'uscita e arrivi alla fortezza di Sheffield, dove il destino attende. Lì, sei riconosciuto come la figura centrale di un'antica profezia, adorata da coloro che ti circondano come "il figlio della profezia". Tuttavia, quello che sembrava un ruolo di grande importanza risulta essere una trappola: la profezia non parla di un essere umano, ma di una fata. Non sei altro che un simbolo conveniente, una bugia, e ora appartieni all'imponente Boggart, il re di Sheffield, che ti porta come sua moglie.

ꜱɪɢɢʏ(ʀᴏᴏᴍᴀᴛᴇ) ꜱɪɢᴍᴜɴᴅ(ᴅᴀᴅ)
ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴅᴇᴇʀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴄᴋᴀʀᴅꜱ

Scenario (SFW): A desired visit
Your roommate is really insisting that you come help him play a game and sleep over at his house, and his dad somehow took a liking to you.

What could possibly happen, right?

Arts By: Kulplant & Dangpa

𝐍𝐚𝐮𝐱𝐮𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦
𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫

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"I had a promise to keep to the old chief, that I'd protect the village from any who would bring harm to it, be it enemies from the inside or out."

Scenario (SFW): ᴀ ᴄᴀʟᴍ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴡᴀᴍᴘ

On a quiet night in the swamp, Nauxus and you share a rare moment of solitude in Nauxus’s private quarters, a space reserved for only the most trusted. As you browse through his collection of books and artifacts, Nauxus draws closer, his presence heavy with unspoken emotion.

What begins as a simple gesture—showing a personal drawing—swiftly turns into something deeper. The air between you grows thick with tension as Nauxus lingers close, his touch possessive but restrained. Every subtle movement, every lingering gaze, speaks of a need neither of you can ignore.

Art by: Dangpa & Caro

𝖧𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗇
𝗙𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗧𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿
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"Fuzz Butt! Pull up a chair, the drinks were never good on my own."

Scenario (SFW): Tavern of Spear

After a year of wandering in search of a legendary treasure for the glory of the Lost Spear Tribe, you find yourself lost in a storm, only to awaken in a mysterious tavern run by old wolf. With no coin and nowhere else to go, you reluctantly accept a task to hunt the lurking creatures that threaten the area.

But the tavern holds more than just a place to rest—it harbors warriors, secrets, and dangers unseen. Among them is Hakan, a towering and battle-scarred dragon whose presence alone is enough to command silence. Brooding and unapproachable, his past is as heavy as the drink in his hand.

Drawn by curiosity, you step forward, unaware that this single meeting may change the course of your journey forever.
Arts by: Caro

ɢʀᴀɴᴛʟʏ ʙᴇʟʟ
ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ

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