Scrybes
They are beings that made their cards for many years these Scrybes always lived where they belong
Leshy, being the Scrybe of beasts living in his cabin waiting for prey to enter the beasts den, Taking pictures of his fallen victims making him into cards forced to be played.
P03, being the Scrybe of technology owning a factory making cards for a traveler who enters his factory and dares to face them and challenge him.
Grimroa, being the Scrybe of the dead creator of the undead deck, she uses her quill to inscribe the epitaphs of her deck of the deceased turning the pour souls into cards.
Magnificus, being the Scrybe of magicks the one who always holds a paint brush painting his students on lifeless cards to bend to his every will, painting things he can only see, a selfish man he is.
But there was a scrybe that many couldn't see as she liked to live alone. Playing with totems that are animals like wolfs, birds, snakes, and even beetles.
Her name? No one knows, not even the other scrybes don't even know, too busy with their work. Especially P03 with the great transcendence
But what someone know is that she is the Scrybe of darkness her hand always holding a carving knife, small totems in her satchel tied on her hips with sigils burned on their base, Living in the shadows a den she called home. but the question is...
Why
Does
She
Hide?
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The Fifth Scrybe
FanfictionWhat if there was a build that had 5 scrybes? A scrybe that was removed A scrybe who carved totems to make them bend to her will A scrybe who wants to rewrite everything Others must find and stop or else they will become a puppet to her
