Nymph

Content Warnings For This Monster:

Creepy as fuck, definitely some SA trigger warnings and body horror too, as well as suicide. Read on at own risk, and that goes double for any sections I've put behind spoiler tags, because I've deemed them kinda intense even for my deranged comfort level.

"What happened to old Boris anyway, the old man left his family, drinks way to much, and I've heard him mutter often about an 'Elimena' calling her all sorts of heinous names, wishing death and even torture upon her. Did he cheat on his wife? That's why his family left him?"

"His family didn't leave him, ye daft fool. Do ye nay see the bow-legged way he walks? Its cause there ain't any manhood left in his pants if ye take me drift. Elimena weren't no woman, to hear him tell it. He was a soldier on patrol, got seperated from his fellows in a bad squall, and was wandering a stretch of forest near the Nor'wood Basin alone. He fell prey to a Nymph. Brought her home and everything, she fed on him for over a year. Ye realize that man nay be a day o'er forty."

"But he looks near 70!"

"Aye, that's the power of such a dark and dangerous creature. Trust not attractive strangers ye come upon alone in the wilds. Ye never know if yer being tricked by something dark and truly evil. When he's deep in his cups, sometimes he'll begin rambling with deep regrets, speaking in riddles of being misled, and begging forgiveness. I think he may have been so enthralled he might have assaulted his wife and kids before leaving 'em, and has been to ashamed to go back since."

A whispered conversation between a dwarven barkeep and one of his regulars in regards to one Boris Untermann, a newcomer to the village of Logger's Peak, and doing as gossipers are like to do, adding to the story. The truth was far darker, and only a handful of weeks after this, due to the guilt he was trying to drown...Boris would take his own life.

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You feel excitement, attraction, desire flooding your body. Before you stands the most beautiful, sensual and attractive individual you have ever seen. They fit every taste you have, they seem a perfect mold of your desires, and they are oh so inviting. You feel yourself drawn towards them, after all why would you resist. Their touch electric, their kiss, narcotic....

A sudden pricking pain in your bottom lip, followed by a burning and paralyzing heat in your abdomen as you feel a caress....no now its a tearing, a rending of flesh. It hurts, it is agony, yet it is ecstasy. The hand reachs down between your thighs, and the illusion breaks before you, the creature's true form revealed, male or female, or perhaps both, with but a rough humanoid esque shape. Nude, scarred, with bits of blood, plant matter, dirt and...other material all about. Viciously hooked claws upon its fingers have torn into your lower abdomen, its hand caressing, its claws tearing, down towards your nether regions, as it kisses and bites your bottom lip, needle like fangs injecting some sort of fiery substance into your lip and jaws as the claws seem to do the same. You feel yourself reaching climax, despite your fear, despite your understanding of the danger you are in, you cannot or perhaps do not want it to end, to stop. Fleeing is impossible, as your body betrays you, your groans and moans of pained pleasure the enemy. You may realize what has happened, you may realize what this creature holding you, feeding on your pain and pleasure before you is....yet that knowledge may have come far to late.

Basic Information

Anatomy

Nymph are roughly humanoid in shape. They give off a pheremonal scent, a powerful one that most do not even realize they are imbibing, as it can effect you from great distances, through the Aether, if you even lay eyes upon them in the Material Realm. Those whom cannot overcome its power see not the true creature, but a vision of their deepest desired partner, an individual that checks all the boxes. Race, age, hair color, eye color, breast, arse, or cock size (or both or all three if such is your taste), muscles and body shape and build, the works, and are enthralled, hypnotized, enslaved to approach, to consent, to touch, to kiss, and more. All of which the creature will more than willingly allow.

Even those whom may not be completely absorbed within the pheremonal presence and scent will see a Nymph of legend, a beautiful faei entity of sunkissed skin, wearing naught but flowers, with hair of petal, honey and cedar matting, sensual perfection given form, be it male, female, transgender, or otherwise, they might see the creature's natural form, or what it would have been pre Sundering. Such an entity would be seen as a great boon and blessing, though of great suspicion, as it is generally well known that the Faei are extinct, or at least very likely extinct and only the Faellen remain. However such an entity would still be a great tempation indeed, given the myths and legends of them (all true) as frolicking love based spirits whom indulged with mortal kindred out of passion, excitement, and of a desire to help them unlock their deepest sensuality and potential. Coupling with them in the wilds of the woods, teaching them of passion that transcends the physical, of lovemaking that goes beyond the material realm, and so sensually and sexually intertwines two beings essence, soul and spirit in the Aether, in the realm of dreams. However everyone knows the Faei are long gone and only a few tainted, twisted and horrifyingly Void corrupted descendents remain. So what is this creature truly?

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The truth, however, is that the Nymphin, that which you see unless you are truly powerful of ego and are able to entirely resist the pheremonal scent and presence, are long since extinct, mutated and gone, lost to time. Left behind is that which those strong enough of ego and perona can see, the true form of this creature now. Graying skin, covered in blood, burns, cuts, scratches, cum and other bodily fluids, with wild flaming eyes, rotting hair of wheat and wicker, and teeth thin and sharp as needles, with claws upon their hands to match. Some are male, some female, some may in fact possess anatomy of both, much as the Nymphin did, however these creatures are no such benevolent entities. Producing chemicals within their claws and in glands behind their teeth, those they enthrall are swiftly injected with a toxic combination of chemicals that basically force them into a state of continual and painful, repeating climax, even as the claws rip open the abdomen and the creature tears a path lower and lower towards the nether regions. They feed quite literally on the pained and pleasured moans of release of their victims, siphoning their Doitean, their heat and passion through their claws and biting kiss, feasting on pleasure and pain of their plaything until interrupted or until they victim loses consciousness or dies, a drained husk, incapable of emotion, even should they wake up, for some time.

Often they will also meld trophies unto their naked form, preserved bits of their victims, to remember them by. Earlobes, big toes, the first two fingers, a testicle or an ovary even. They are highly dangerous though thankfully exceedingly rare, deadly entities.

Biological Traits

Given their....extreme nature and lustful and needing bodies, they are quite tough creatures, having a high pain threshold, exceedingly high as well as a high pleasure threshold in all likelihood. In fact there is many an academic who would suggest that Nymph's cannot fell pain or pleasure as we experience them any longer, cursed and tainted as they are by Libidine, which is why they hunt and feed the way they do, to try and temporarily feel again. Perhaps it is true, though even if it is, pity is an emotion one should save for creatures without such monstrous and heinous intentions. As stated previously they can seem to appear as almost any humanoid esque shape and combination of traits you could imagine and thusly to quantify that aspect is an impossible task. Their true forms however, which are also revealed when they die, do have records kept, though specimens studied have been few. With what few have been studied, some noted traits stand out. The hair of rotting wheat and wicker tone, the graying skin, the ever obsessive and lustful orange eyes, the various dried bodily fluids and excrements decorating their naked form, the bits of fleshy trophies, dried and preserved, worn as jewellery and piercings.

Genetics and Reproduction

Nymphs are believed to reproduce, though not with each other. They reproduce with their prey, able to become pregnant, and alter their anatomy to accomdate, though for such a thing they cannot approach it like they would to feed, with mere trickery and a violent passion filled grab and feast. No that is much more of a long drawn out process, the Nymph never giving in to their more base needs, needing to keep the illusion up, keep someone enthralled, and whittle and woo them, into consensual sexual escapades, generally more than once.

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This process is far more complex with a woman, for they also need to get the baby into their own anatomy, not their mortal victim, however they can siphon a fertilized egg from a woman via intercourse as well, able to do so in the moment of orgasmic climax with a special organ, absorbing the fertilized egg from the uteral wall and transferring it into their own bodies, whilst shifting their own anatomy as needed to accomodate pregnancy. However naturally the process is much easier with male mortals, and thus for this purpose they are generally the preferred target.

Once impregnated, a Nymph will actually become less of a threat for a time, becoming rather dormant, lethargic, until the babe is born. After that however they will seek victims voraciously, as they will need far more energy to 'feed' their babe as well.

Growth Rate & Stages

Very little is fully understood about the cycle and stages of Nymph growth, as with most any Faellen Kindred.

Ecology and Habitats

Nymphs generally prefer hilly and grassy regions, thriving the most in areas with limited presence of forests and trees, and they prefer warmer temperatures, generally not doing well in temperate/cool climates and being unable to survive in extreme cold. They also have a penchant for finding ways to hide in plain sight, living closer to civilizational hubs like towns and villages than most any other monster could easily get away with.

Dietary Needs and Habits

Nymphs do not seem to just physically feed, though that is part of their dietary needs. The fluids produced by sapient humanoids during sexual activity and climax, as well as most every other bodily fluid and excretion you can imagine seems to be their necessary diet. Though there are some who might argue such a thing would have to be part and parcel with draining the very essence of passion and emotion from their victim's aethyric self, feasting on the Doitean within the Aether that flares to life within an individual in moments of high emotion. Their dietary needs also seem disturbingly narrow and specific, demanding sapient creatures, not mere animals, but beings capable of higher reasoning, of dreaming. There is no evidence that they can feed on creatures lacking sapience and find anything resembling sustenance.

Additional Information

Facial characteristics

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The greying pallor, despite its off putting color, is beautiful in its own stark and haunting way. Smooth, soft, though again oft decorated with bits of dried blood, cum or other bodily excrements from previous prey. Their orange eyes wild with lust and need, obssessive like the eyes of an addict or someone stark raving mad.

Geographic Origin and Distribution

Nymphs are generally found nearer to civilized regions, like trade roads, villages and small towns, than many other monsters. They are a fair weather Faellen Kindred, not handling the cold or even cooler climates well, and are predominatly found in places like Southern Rohara, Susma and some of the less jungle heavy areas of Waston and Mora, near the coastline. That said they are some of the rarest of the Fallen Kindred because of their unique dietary needs and the direct conflict and risk this places them in, putting them in position to find themselves at odds of quite notable bounties and military manhunts eventually. Combine this with the sheer exclusivity and narrow options for sustenance, you've a recipe for a species that is well on decline, potentially endangered, though that would be a cause for celebration to most sane people.

Average Intelligence

Like any Faellen Kindred they have intelligence and sapience to at minimum rival any humanoid kind, if not exceed them in some aspects.

Perception and Sensory Capabilities

Nymphs are still Faei, though Faellen and as such, they have some tie to the Aether and the arcane. Some stories and tales seem to suggest they may have Aether Sight, though equally some would suggest they don't and so we cannot be sure of any such capabilities.

Nymph Base Stat Sheet

Scientific Name

Faei Faekin Nymphi

Lifespan

Unknown as with all Faellen Kindred

Average Height

1.4-1.9 meters (4'8"-6'3")

Average Weight

55-90 kgs (121-198 lbs)

Average Physique

Nymphs rely on trickery, ambush and immobilization to feed and their physique reflects this. They are very agile, quick moving and nimble, and are noticeably hardy and tough, seeming not affected (or perhaps incapable) of feeling pain in most regards. However they are not really that physically powerful or strong, having no greater muscular strength than a slightly above average human or dwarf, and in fact only equal to or lesser than the average tantur.

Love conquers all? Or at least feels remorse?

Visage of a Nymphin by Keon Croucher (using midjourney)

The Visage of a Nymphin by Daveed Ashmoor a reknowned halfman artist. This painting was made over 60 years ago, and was the last work he ever produced in his brief career and life. He whom claimed to have a desert spirit lover, a Nymphin, for the better part of four years. Over those four years he would paint many masterpieces, however this piece, though not his best, was his last and perhaps his most heartfelt. A last burst of passion. Less than a year later of ever more frequent excursions and wanderings out to a supposed oasis paradise a dozen miles or so from his home village in Susma, claiming to be visiting his lover, the artist was found dead. Not just dead

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drained of all seed, and a startling percentage of bodily fluids of every kind you might imagine, and life, along with having his nether regions brutalized, with a testicle missing.

However within the chest of the halfman artist, was carved four words.

"I am sorry Daveed."

and upon his back, more words,

"I did love you, eternally and forever."

Supposedly, some claim that a note, written in Daveed's own blood with his finger was found as well, dabbed on the stone of the cave floor he was eventaully discovered in after having been missing for a week. It is said to have read

"Theodius my lover, my sun, I forgive you. Would that I could sustain you forever. Alas my body is weak though my spirit willing."

Such stories even claim that he was found with a bouqet of Scorpion's Kiss, a flower that grows wild in the deserts of Susma, an impossible plant with vibrant blue and orange petals that is highly toxic, but a gorgeous and rare flower. Nine of them, carefully wrapped in silk and arranged so he was gripping them. How true is such a romantic horror story? None can know for certain.