Appearance

A fallen angel stitched back together incorrectly, the Patchwork Angel appears as a humanoid silhouette sewn from mismatched feathers, bone shards, and shards of broken halos. Its wings are tattered and uneven, each feather a different color, mended with coarse copper thread that glows with a sickly white light. Its halo fragments orbit the chest like erratic stars, each shard etched with sigils that do not line up with the other pieces. The seams along its torso glow faintly with arcing blue light, and whenever it breathes, a soft rasping sound like needlework can be heard. It moves with an uneasy, jerky grace, as if the very act of existing causes its stitches to tug in different directions. It speaks in a chorus of faint, clipped voices, as if many souls are arguing about what it should be.

Behavior & Origins

Once a celestial envoy of mercy, this angel fell into ruin after a war that tore the heavens asunder. An audacious artificer attempted to repair it with stolen relics and scraps, stitching the being back together with binding threads that sang odd notes in the temple drafts. The result is a malformed guardian—loyal yet unstable—wary of letting any piece of itself slip away. It hovers between life and undoing, seeking to collect shards of its own past and relics of battles past, dragging them into its crumbling lair to stitch anew.