#PijawkiProject

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just finished a cute little model~~ he’s called Walentin~! His hair took hours to do but I’m super happy with how it turned out :.

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HiHi all~

I just finished the Patyczek paint job, and I’m super happy with it—she’s looking very snazzy~~ Now, time for her animations!!!!

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The new player character model in progress! She’s called Patyczek and she’s a merchant~

Ik I have some concept art but tbh I’m kind of making up her outfit as I go hehe

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Can’t stop drawing my babies oml

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Little Waleska painting I did for fun

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>> Compiled (and commented) by Emil, Scholar of Gamayun, Disciple of the Minister of Knowledge.

Now this is where things become truly fascinating. Messengers are produced almost exclusively from the bodies of death-row criminals and ex-convicts. I know, I know—it sounds grim, but it’s arguably the most ethical part of the entire system. Most of the "volunteers" would have been killed and disposed of anyway, and the Agency is always happy to accept what others would discard.

Once delivered to the Agency, the condemned are executed via freezing—a technique that keeps the body in pristine condition for necromantic reanimation. The ritual does not bring them fully back. Their minds regress, typically to something resembling infancy. Most are little more than instinctive shells by the time the ritual is done. But every so often, one retains fragments of their former intelligence. These rare cases are cultivated—refined into higher class messengers through rigorous (and often horrific) training.

Their bodies are unmistakably cadaverous: pale yellow-blue skin, frostbitten extremities blackened and blotched, and peering empty eye sockets(if a head is there at all). Most times, the eyes are removed early on—it makes them more obedient, and easier to direct (allegedly according to the necromancer, though I suspect she simply has a penchant for collecting eyes.).

Anyway, once killed and brought back, messengers are mummified while still fully conscious, dried and ritually embalmed to halt decay (this step was not there at the beginning of the Agencies' inception, but people did not appreciate the foul smell and corpse goo on their deliveries).

And yes, they do retain personality. very slightly. Though most are trained to suppress any hints of it. Only high-status messengers are permitted any freedom of expression.

An odd note: messengers are forbidden from wearing shoes. This is not due to practicality, but principle. Footwear is a luxury reserved for the living. They recoil at the very idea even touching shoes—an aversion that speaks to the severity of their conditioning.

Messengers are overwhelmingly drawn from the Lowly races and individuals. This is not because of the lowly inherently being more valuable ingredients, but rather the opposite. Nobles condemned to death are typically disassembled—harvested for their magic rich organs, bone, and blood. Most necromancers would faint at even the idea of a noble messenger, I mean if one is going to use a noble corpse in necromancy, they should make it into their prized warrior not a Currier. Not to mention Noble undead are famously hard to train as most retain their personalities after conversion. Even if they don't, they are like wild beasts, ones you have to muzzle, chain and practically throw at enemies to get any use out of.

Perhaps because it is such a outlandish idea, that Arch Necromancer made one. I head about it in my social circles and grew extremely curious, however when I went to her to look for it she said she had sadly lost it and was actively looking for it. Apparently it broke all the tracking and security devices she placed into it and disappeared god knows were.

After such an embarrassing incident she banned any necromancer under her from using nobles for necromancy, more in fear in some necromancer below her making a tame noble courier and embarrassing her further rather than the fear of unleashing uncontrollable monsters out to the word…

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another enemy design :>

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Also you guys can have this little guy as a treat

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hi hi, I'm here with a new little char~~ she is called Agata, and she is a handsome old lady~! Agata is a undead messenger by trade(and by force sadly) who specializes at punching the kneecaps of anyone in the way of her deliveries~!

Also forgot to mention she is a big lady, i think patyczeks neck must be quite stiff since i keep wanting to give her giant companions.

gonna model her later this week, so excited~!

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Messengers and the Messenger Agency

>> Compiled (and commented) by Emil, Scholar of Gamayun, Disciple of the Minister of Knowledge.

Ah, the Messengers — perhaps one of the most elegant yet unsettling institutions in operation within the continent of Prawia. Their reach spans from the sun kissed lands of Zoyra to the abyssal sees, and their efficiency was fined tuned to such a degree that it even inspires awe from me.

The Messengers operate under a semi-independent agency technically under the dominion of the Morzana bastion and royalty, through describing it as merely a governmental wing would be laughably reductive at best. In fact, they operate outside the Morzana governmental structures and function as a neutral body, detached from political and religious squabbles. This is mostly due to the person at the Agency's head, arch-necromancer of unspeakable skill and prestige. Equal, in influence and notoriety, to any royal house. Her name is best left unrecorded for… practical reasons, those being the danger of her knocking on the ministry's doors in the middle of the night in order to claim my corpse.

Despite (or perhaps because of) their grim nature, messengers have become the standard method for communication across Prawia. They deliver letters and small parcels with unmatched reliability. Even I use one, though not directly from the Agency.

Why are Messengers so Successful?

Their effectiveness lies in the obvious: as bloodless undead, messengers are utterly immune to the effects of Madness—that chaotic affliction which tears through the minds of the living when crossing certain cursed territories. Likewise, they hold no allure for the beasts or the rabid, who crave blood and flesh, not dried sinew and embalmed bone.

Another stroke of brilliance is their “neutrality”. Standard messengers are utterly harmless—intentionally so. They carry no weapons and possess no combat abilities. Many have no heads, and those that do often lack mouths or eyes, making them quite literally speechless. This mutilation, grotesque as it sounds, helps them pass unnoticed through cities regardless of political alignment. A mute, faceless courier inspires far less suspicion than a heavily-armed one.

Costs are minimal. In fact, for most working-class citizens, the expense is largely symbolic. The Agency gains very little profit from the standard courier services—an intentional decision to ensure widespread usage and trust.

The Agency’s true sources of profit are twofold:

The Corpses. Nations across the continent (even those that loathe Morzana) send fresh bodies to the Agency, ensuring a steady supply of new messengers. This curious alliance is perhaps the most functional collaboration between Pijawki(gods) that the continent has ever seen.

The Elite. High-value clients pay handsomely in magical goods, rare materials, and favors.

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my babies being silly

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some more art

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