Astanael

Tag: Cthulhu

  • Masks of Nyarlathotep – Relaxation Cairo, Egypt, March 19, 1925 Mouhammad reluctantly left the room of the Continental Hotel, letting Betty preparing the ritual with the various ornaments he fetched for her. That was a strange set of tools she asked him and he did his best to find them all. Buckler, arrows, arc, an…

  • The Tombs of the Khalifs At Cairo they rest.Underneath a pestShe will returnHe will unbirth Props from ongoing Masks of Nyarlathotep RPG campaignPencil doodle on A6 sketchbook

  • Stranded flutist The flutist has played for eonsTo calm the Sultan of DemonsOr so it seems, no time here,No place either, so crowded So when came the feeble callfrom a teeny tiny blue ballIt came and eat profusely And now wanders aimlessly Ink brush on A6 sketchbook

  • Elder Sign The shovel hit something soft. Abermal stopped the other, got on his knees and started to dig with his bare hands, slowly revealing the buried torso of a men. Ed was confused, he had been hired to dig a gate, not a corpse. Not that was against the few and sparse remaining principles…

  • Bad dreams – Oh uncle. I’m so glad to see you!– ‘evening son– I must ask you for help. Would you kindly listen to me?– Sure, son!– I kept dreaming of a titanic figure, truly a god. Each night, over and over. At first it was blurred and vague. And now it is clearer and…

  • Terror on the Orient-ExpressTeatro alla Scalla backstage 9 jan. 1923 – Milan It was a bliss, Choura had always dreamed about visiting il Teatro alla Scala de Milano, and now he was backstage, looking for clues and the musical director ! He dared to hope… maybe… maybe he could land a role on tomorrow’s premiere…

  • HPL The Stars are Right at last ! I paid thee homage, Lovecraft !May your spirit never wither,May your writing last forever. – I AM PROVIDENCE –Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook.

  • The Valkyries from Yuggoth Sjörn died in battle, with honor. The Valkyries came and took his soul to Valhalla. So is the tale, written on his tombstone. The tale of a brave and fearless warrior, one of the finest. Curiously, his son Feyr never talks about his father. Except once… It was the time Canute…

  • Something in the deck below Matey, is that you? Lemee see yer faaaaAAAARAAAA GOLLY GOBSHITE ! Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook(yay ! tentacles !)

  • Midnight invocation Lets chant Her comingIä ! Our souls are Hers !Lets do the sacrificing !Iä ! Our bodies are Hers !Lets mate and copula… * awkward silence * oh nevermind. I’m alone. Again. Who I am kidding ? Again I’m the only one that shows for the ceremonies. So sad… Why does nobody respond…