babyloin's Clan

dripping tears , we still all have fears.

Lesser Lair

floating upon the

Frigid Floes

Clan Info

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CHILDESQUE
babyloin 's clan

hatchery。 find me。

A clan of Death , of Worship , of Betrayal , birthed from a spew of lies , prayers to a Deity not their own. Promises find loss here , uprising , skew in power common. You ‘re words will fall to death ears , unseeing eyes. It would do right to join in their games , at the least , to entertain their thoughts , their childish ideals. For if a game of constant war the Clan here is still like fae , dribble stained chins , sweet smeared cheeks , the laugh of youth still ringing in their halls. Please their wants , their needs and perhaps it shall be you are welcomed in with open arms , perhaps you shall be welcomed and taken away. away to fill their awaiting mouths and growling stomaches.