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It’s my MC for the interactive fiction; the Sword of Rhivenia.

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Second version is more accurate to the book description but I just tend to imagine him more like the first. Also quick sketches again don’t mind how messy it is.

Prince Nicholas Xerian from @theswordofrhivenia

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Not Griffith, not Geralt but a secret third thing. (Lord Daemir Everan from the Sword of Rhivenia).

Because I missed it dearly @theswordofrhivenia here’s a quick skecth

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『Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart.』

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I know there’s a general consensus that Scaramouche is made from Irminsul tree but what about that tree in Shakkei Pavilion? What purpose does it serve?

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Just a tale from Tatarasuna…

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『You were always my one and only weakness. That’s why I resented you so.』

(Hyuna, Alien Stage)

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Nagamasa and Heizou are related (theory)

I haven’t finished the event but here is my hot take.

Obviously they look very similar, but also:

Nagamasa was a doushin who became passionated by bladesmithing. Heizou is a doushin who comes from a family of martial artists.

Wanderer/Scaramouche who descends from the Shogun is anemo, Kazuha who descends from Niwa is anemo and Heizou is anemo too. Maybe it’s a descendent thing lmao.

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“When people come into this office, you are a visual representation of my business. And the way you dress is disgusting.“ E. Grey, Secretary (2002)

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Merry Crisler

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Dottore as Mr.Grey from Secretary (2002)

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Welcome Capitano stans!

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What if at the end of A Winter Night’s Lazzo, when we don’t see Columbina and Dottore talking, it’s actually happening also in the future and not at the funeral?

So Dottore looking very young could mean it’s a segment newly recreated after he got erased and it doesn’t have anything to do with his age?

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Marq's Guide to [ttad's] Valyrian Fourteen

DISCLAIMER START

This depiction of the Fourteen Flames of Valyria has been tailored exclusively for my fanfiction, the thing about dragons, and it represents them as they appear in that story as characters with speaking roles. It is by no mean a canonical or a mainstream version of them.

This is a work of fiction. The clothing of the characters is vaguely inspired by a wide array of traditional fashions of East Asia Continent, but it is not them, nor meant to represent them. Creative liberties have been taken, and inaccuracies and embellishments will follow. I’m no expert, no historical reconstructor, just a person with a tablet and an idea; I saw pretty things and became inspired by them, and that is as far as it goes.

Additionally; these are fictional lizard people. They're not even mammals, and they're in no way supposed to represent any human ethnic group.

A Song of Ice and Fire and all associated published works, including the concept of the Valyrian Pantheon, belong to GRRM.

The concept of the appearances of the Valyrian Pantheon showcased below belongs to me. Nobody but me is allowed to use it without permission. 

Contains spoilers for the thing about dragons and its worldbuilding.

(You may ask for permission to use my version of them if it compels you.)

(You may not use or repost my art without explicit permission.)

DISCLAIMER END

[a little legend, full arts, and domains under the cut]

They Of Many Names

The Fourteen Blasphemers

Devourers of Divinity

Ancient Relics of a Bygone Era

Once upon a time, long long ago when the lands were one and mountains were seas and seas were mountains, there lived a race of people under the protective purview of their serpent-god so massive and unfathomable it could wrap twice around the world and bite its own tail. The people were wise and prosperous in their cities of shining black stone, commanding magic and science with equal skill in equal measure.

And then a star fell, and shattered killing their serpent-god and its divine body fell from the sky onto the cities of the black stone along the shattered star. The catastrophic impact killed millions; the aftermath killed more as the sun was blacked out by the smoke and ash and the vegetation and animals and people began their great dying.

And then the star awoke, shattered but alive and wicked and incomprehensible, and its only goal was to consume all semblance of life.

The people, desperate and dying and acutely aware of the impending totality of their doom, turned to the gravest heresy, the foulest blasphemy in one last bid of survival; they imbibed the fallen flesh of their serpent-god, took what power festered in its divine corpse.

It changed them.

Most who committed this sin died; few lived, and soon they were the very last of their kind. Dozens, of what was once billions, extinct in a blink.

And they fought that star that fell, shattered by their serpent-god into a thousand-and-one shards, and made mortal with it. And they fell, but so did it, until only the mightiest on each side were left. And the shattered star, that wicked, hungry interloper--it ran. And it burrowed deep, deep into the ground, underneath the mountains and seas where none could reach. And there it slumbered, awaiting its chance to once more wake and mindlessly devour.

There were fourteen of them left, those sinners. Battered and lost and all alone, their species extinct, their god dead, their world gone. And they, too, slumbered and recovered for years and centuries and millennia and eons; and the continents shifted, and land recovered, and new life grew like the mountains around them, and the world they knew was truly forever gone.

And in time they were found, by accident or providence, and the sinners became gods, their past ignored and forgotten in favour of worship of their heretical power.

None remember the scalefolk anymore. Gone is their wisdom and the world could never recover its magic enough to match their mundane use of it. Their black cities lost under mountains and in the darkest crevices of the world, the great lizards they tamed and commanded gone with them.

There’s a new people now. They inherited this planet bereft of it’s protector serpent-god and most its magic, and all of its impending doom. But they’re hardy, determined folk, and the ancient relics of a long-forgotten sin never quite left. They lay in wait, dormant yet aware, gathering power for the one final hunt.

And then they, too, will go, for even gods die. For the sake of these new people and their future, marred by the catastrophe of the past who grew bereft of divine protection, orphaned in the vastness of space, yet hardy enough to rekindle the magicks most ancient and make them their own.

Balerion

God of Death

Also: Souls, Afterlife, Decay, Funerary Rites

Younger brother of Vhagar, older brother of Morghul, godson of Meleys. A somber yet gentle heart hides under his corpselike visage, for he is Death; foe to some, friend to others, yet inevitable to all.

Vhagar

Goddess of War

Also: Violence, Conquest, Tactics, Peace, Martial Arts

Older sister of Balerion and Morghul, goddaughter of Meleys, wife of Vermithor. The mightiest of gods, unyielding and stubborn, slow to anger and wise in the face of it.

Morghul

God of Darkness

Also: Shadows, Secrecy, Eclipse, Politics, Assassins

Younger brother to Vhagar and Balerion, he who treads in shadows and trades in whispers. Forever content to remain overlooked as he continues trading in secrets and conspiracies.

Meleys

Goddess of Blood

Also: Childbirth, Pregnancy, Motherhood, Life, Magic

Godmother of Vhagar, Balerion, and Morghul, the queen of the gods; the witch of blood, the mother of all. It's easy to forget the visceral horror of her power in the face of her nurturing kindness.

Vermithor

God of Prosperity

Also: Earth, Precious Gems and Metals, Commerce, Trade, Eloquence

Husband of Vhagar, lover of luxuries, trader of goods. With a silver tongue and a golden touch he is said to bring prosperity to anyone he bestows the tiniest morsel of attention on.

Vermax

God of Justice

Also: Law, Order, Wisdom, Oaths

Both fluid and inflexible, they are a god of contradictions. Of justice without law and wisdom without oaths; for they understand the order of things, that one may make the other, but never in reverse.

Arrax

God of Knowledge

Also: Medicine, Diseases, Poisons, Learning

The Pale Serpent bereft of the crown of horns of his kin, the last true scion of the serpent-god. He before whom no illness nor poison may retain its mystical secrecy.

Tyraxes

Goddess of Flowers

Also: Spring, Nature, Growth, Rebirth, Chaos, Visions, Madness

The willing sacrifice, imbibing a piece of the Waytree and paying with her very mind for a chance of tomorrow; and though the fairest flower became corrupted, her wish was nonetheless granted.

Tessarion

God of the Sky

Also: Art, Music, Wind, Birds, Freedom, Revolution

A creature of freedom of beauty, both flighty and incredibly steadfast in their convictions. A lover of all beauty, intolerant of oppression, an inspiring force for the deepest of desires.

Shrykos

God of Journeys

Also: Doors, Keys, Travels, Adventures, Transitions, Change

Change is necessary, stagnation, no matter how comfortable, brings doom. And they are willing to take any risk necessary to push the causality ever so slightly off its trajectory in hope of something better.

Meraxes

Goddess of the Moon

Also: Tides, Seafoam, Fish Migrations

Older twin sister of Caraxes, wife of Syrax. The calm before the storm and the pragmatic face of the moon and sea both, who leads sailors forward with calm seas and the grace of her cold light.

Caraxes

God of the Sea

Also: Salt, Reefs, Seastorms, Sealife

Younger twin brother of Meraxes, the storm after the calm, the violent unpredictability of the sea and its unbridled beauty. One thing is known; he shall not suffer any who'd limit him.

Syrax

Goddess of the Sun

Also: Rituals, Festivities, Celebrations, Alcohol, Daytime

Wife of Meraxes. The warmth of the sun, the safety of the daylight, the joy of celebration, yet she is who brings the warning, and the holy reverence of all rites and bonds forged in flame.

Gaelithox

God of Fire

Also: Heat, Volcanoes, Metallurgy, Forging, Smithing, Glass

The second mightiest of all gods; the dragonmaker who found a way to bestow the most ancient magicks of living fire and blood unto mortals by forging flesh and magic into living shape that became known as dragons.

Which one do you like the most? If you have any questions/thoughts don't hesitate to share them.

(I'll post it on other platforms soon enough)