#bishops cotl

[foresthouseowo]

[Brothers]

He missed his older brother.

[alexthecultleader]

they all loved each other so so much me when i mourn

[shortbeantum]

So, I finally got around to drawing the Bishops in my style. Idk how consistent these designs will stay cuz I'm always prone to changing things but anyway, here they are. I've always imagined Kallamar as a tall boi. I also think Shamura CAN be taller if they like stretch out their legs to be more menacing, but their neutral pose is a bit lower. Regarding their ages, I think we only know that Leshy is the youngest, and I love exploring that gremlin youngest child energy. I feel like Narinder is the next one up, then Heket, then Kallamar, and lastly, Shamura. I also tried to figure out a cult uniform that wasn't JUST a shirt cuz I was getting a bit tired of trying drawing Nari without pants without it being awkward. Anyways, I'm somewhat pleased with the results.

[ninjasmudge]

i love the bishops but i cant see ANY way amar would let them live, they have to be an au-only special for me i think

[crownsandbishops]

So gaap, how did you find that book of resurrection?

[donutfloats]

[deercotl]

sopping wet cat squid

[kyoukorpse]

man squids are cool i wish splatoon was real 🦑🫧

[art-crumbs-main]

WIP I hope to God I'll finish one of these days.

[writer-of-the-lamb]

"godly moment" - cotl one shot by me

-- how clauneck met the lamb, my headcanon. --

Darkwood buzzed with rumours. Villages were like pinpricks among the forest and foliage, each one carrying the same tale.

Just yesterday, a rumble overtook the realm. Their bishop Leshy had been silent for a while, no longer passing along, his head held high in blind pride.

People whispered to one another, flooding Clauneck's stall with questions that the cards could not answer. That is, until one fateful night, a rustle met Clauneck's collection.

"Good evening. The cards may deliver wisdom, like honey to a fly, one cannot be tempted with-"

A slash cut through the silence, and a red glow glazed the grassy floor. Clauneck squinted at a small figure approaching.

No bigger than any other villager he had seen, a small lamb sat himself before him, eyes wide with what looked like innocence and felt like malice.

Atop his head, almost comically shocking, was the red crown of the One Who Waits, its eye gleaming at him like they had met before.

Clauneck reached for his cards, shuffling them for something to do in the tense silence. Was he going to die? The cards looked at him at a loss. Clearing his throat, he spread 4 in front of the lamb.

A tiny hoof tapped one in the centre.

Clauneck silently picked it up, spinning it to reveal aqua illustrations. He swallowed thickly, meeting eyes with the lamb before him.

"..Godly Moment. You may taste, for a moment....sanctitude." he whispered, his words carried into the wispy breeze.

The lamb studied the card intently, tilting his head as if he were a small child. A small child bearing the weight of a devil atop curled fleece.

"I'm invincible?" The lamb seemed to question, sword by his side in an idle lean.

"No-one is invincible." Clauneck began, analysing his face, "Those who argue with fate are always defeated."

The lamb stood, dragging the sword with him. Red ink coursed down it like tears. The lamb's eyes glimmered in the moonlight. The eye engraved in the crown seemed to crinkle in a nonexistent smile.

"Fate's never met me." The lamb grinned, nodding briskly before turning on his heel, vanishing into the thick of the woods.

Clauneck held the card to his chest. The aqua art seemed to melt into a deep, shocking crimson. The same eye on the card looked up at him, mocking.

This lamb, by some twist of destiny, survived slaughter. Clauneck had not seen a lamb in months.

And yet here this one was, bearing the unmistakable Red Crown of the infamous ex-bishop.

Darkwood began to fear The One Who Waits a long time ago, and now? Now they feared exactly what he was waiting for.

"The tides are changing." Clauneck whispered to the star ornaments above him. "I fear we are not ready."

[bonniecupcake]

They have their own taste

[ane-doodles]

Human bishops!

And I said "oh, let's do some sketches and that's it…" what a liar

Working on other characters… eventually

[sketchbuddy]

have y'all ever had such situation where you wanna be a good brother for your little sister but she'll profusely reject any of your tender loving care (aka bath)?

don't worry though baby Nari managed to do his job

except she's not happy

[lil-vibes]

Silk Cradle was rough on them lol

[kypaskco]

gang

[mewniemoon]

Danger!!