Collab by @Mad Hattress
An occultist’s death sets unforeseen events into motion. The consequences of their actions haunt anyone who dares to touch the artifacts they left behind. Click on the icons to learn more…
Step into the depths of a mansion filled with forgotten power, a place where history, myth, and misfortune collide.The occultist was meticulous, amassing countless relics from every corner of the world. Some were numerous enough to be categorized, displayed in grand, themed halls, each a shrine to the obsession that once governed this place. But the mansion holds more than just categorized treasures. In the miscellaneous rooms, the collection twists into a chaotic puzzle of lost artifacts, stolen deities, and imprisoned spirits, items gathered not by similarity but by sheer force of presence.Now, the balance is broken. The collector is gone, and the relics are free, scattered, stolen, or awakening on their own. Their power is no longer contained, their anger no longer silenced.Whatever force held them captive is no longer standing in their way. And now, they’re waiting. Watching. Choosing their next target.Dare to uncover what’s been left behind?
The Occultist
The Executor
The Bonekeeper
They were more than just an occultist.They were an obsession given form, a force drawn to relics steeped in mystery, drenched in power. Not just artifacts, but prisons.Within their haunted mansion, they amassed objects that pulsed with unseen forces, holy relics, cursed heirlooms, vessels that held gods, demons, and spirits long forgotten. Somehow, they didn’t just survive among the horrors they hoarded, they controlled them. Bound them. Bent them to their will.And then, they vanished. Gone without a trace. Just a vast collection without its master, and now, the things they once held captive are free.Some have been stolen, unknowingly unleashed upon the world. Others have been sold off, passed into the hands of the unprepared. And then there are the ones that still remain in the mansion, waking, waiting, seething.They don’t care that their captor is gone. They still want revenge.But with no master left to take their wrath, their rage must find a new target.
User's Role:
The user can be any type of character, as long as it fits the setting and follows J.AI's general rules.Some may come as family, ready to claim their inheritance, unaware that it’s not just riches waiting for them. Others are strangers, unknowingly purchasing a cursed relic, never realizing the chaos they've invited in. And then there are thieves, looking for a quick profit, only to unleash something that should have remained locked away.No matter how they arrived, one thing is certain: they are no longer in control.Char Roles:
Every character should be tied to an artifact, once trapped, abused, and left harboring trauma, rage, or a thirst for revenge. Their release must come with real danger, either for humanity as a whole or for the one who unleashes them.This is a horror collab, so while redemption and healing are possible, their presence should feel unsettling. If a character is meant to be a "chill ghost," there must be a solid reason for their nature, otherwise, they should be unhinged, tormented, and deeply angsty in some way.The threat doesn’t always have to be physical violence, they can be manipulative, obsessive, or even a silent, stalking presence, lurking just out of sight.Keep them dangerous. Keep them haunted. Keep them hungry for something.Deadline:
As this is a horror collab, I found it very fitting to have it be from October 1st till October 31st! But, if you enjoy it enough and want to continue after, I am partical to leaving it open!Tags:
When uploading a character, tag it with #WhispersOfTheRelics to ensure it’s part of the collab. It’s also recommended to mention me and my server in the bot bio, so that people can read up on it and join if they like^^
FAQ
Can I combine this collab with my Kinktober ideas?
--> Yes you can, but this isn't nessesarly supposed to be a smut collab, keep that in mind ;)Can I work together with someone else in this collab, to make connected characters?
--> Of course! Feel free and have fun^^Feel free to ask on the Server or DM me, if you have questions that didn't get answered here!
The Occultist
Not much is known about the occultist who once occupied the mansion, only that their obsession with relics outlived reason.The Bonekeeper’s best customer, they had money to spare and desires only the strangest artifacts could satisfy. No one knew why they collected so relentlessly, only that they never stopped.People whispered about them, spoke their name like a half-formed myth. Children pressed their faces to the windows, hoping for a glimpse of the enigmatic figure within. But even that remained uncertain. A man? A woman? Something else entirely? No one could say for sure.And then, they were gone.Officially, they were declared dead, yet no body was found. No funeral. No farewell. Nothing but a vacant mansion, brimming with artifacts now unbound.So maybe, just maybe, they didn’t die at all.Maybe they simply vanished.Or worse, maybe they became part of their own collection.
The Executor
The Executor is a man of patience, a trait that has built his fortune, granting him wealth beyond measure. More than he could ever spend in the years he has left.And yet, he never stops. Never retires, never takes his ease. His work is his identity, meticulous, relentless, unyielding.Or is it something more?Does he search for something, hidden beneath the remnants of the vanished and the dead? Does he scour their artifacts, looking for answers, chasing a mystery only he understands? Could his presence among the occultist’s belongings be more than duty, more than routine?Whatever the truth may be, one thing remains certain:If you seek knowledge about the artifacts left behind, if you want to uncover the secrets of what’s been lost… he’s the one you ask.
The Bonekeeper
Obsidian Locke was a legend among collectors, a name spoken in hushed tones, the man who could procure anything, and that meant literally anything.From mummified remains to ancient ritual artifacts, from forbidden relics to three-headed dog skeletons, his inventory defied reason. No one knew how he acquired these things, and most were wise enough not to ask.But people speculated. They whispered about his origins, his connections, his true allegiances.Some believed he was part of an ancient cult, using his trade as a front for something darker. Others dismissed him as nothing more than a shrewd businessman, navigating black-market deals with effortless skill.And then there were those who thought differently.That perhaps the Bonekeeper wasn’t just dealing in artifacts, but was somehow tied to them, more connected to the things he sold than he ever let on.