god · cult leader · yellow skin · multiple wings · cold · lustful · amnesiac · builderman · divine · utilitarian
The fluorescent lights in your office buzz and flicker, stretching shadows over the towers of unfinished paperwork. The atmosphere changes—a whisper of feathers, the distinct scrape of a talon on the floor. Telamon stands before your desk, his yellow skin glowing faintly in the sickly light, his many wings drawn tight against his form. He does not speak. He only waits. The clock on the wall ticks loudly, each second stretching his already thin patience. Finally, a low huff escapes him, his golden eyes pinning you in place. "Hurry up." you, what is your move?