#dragonsbane

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Dragonsbane Cover Art by Michael Whelan

[dimorphodon-defect]

"I'm sorry, did you just say you needed my brain?" Cliffjumper doesn't think he could have possibly heard that right, but hey, stranger things have happened. (@cliffandthekid)

"Only for a few minutes." Dragonsbane paused and looked back over her shoulder strut. "Maybe an hour. Depends on how cooperative the goats are."

[autoacafiles]

And now, after who knows how long, another Artfight profile! This time, featuring a character by the lovely @solitaria-fantasma!

[apieters]

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This roughly captures a few of the general looks I imagine when I think of my character Peter the Marshal—with and without helmets, since that is one of the most important pieces of armor and one of the first to be traded away by main characters of movies everywhere for what I can only assume is Plot Armor.

The farthest left is how I imagine the ancient armor of the Isles, in the era of original Peter Dragonsbane—mail shirts over a padded gambeson, but not much else. It’s supposed to be reminiscent of the early medieval period, from the fall of the Western Roman Empire to the Crusades, the era of figures like King Arthur, Charlemagne, the Vikings, William the Conquerer, and Somerled. This style of armor would still be worn by the relatively backwards forest clans in Peter the Marshal’s day.

The middle kit represents the more “modern” armor of Peter the Marshal’s day that would typically be worn by an average Islander, or by the Marshal when engaged in naval warfare or raiding. The main protection is a jack-of-plates and a few armored pieces on the upper body, but not much else. Even the plaid is draped across the heart and belted in place to add a bit of extra protection, but mostly it’s to keep the plaid from getting tangled.

The right represents Peter the Marshal’s full pitched-battle harness. A short surcoat bearing Peter’s coat of arms (a lion or on a field of azure) is worn over a cuirass, with full plate protection on the arms and legs.

The bascinet helmet without a visor is favored by Islanders as it allows greater field of view and breathability.

Like all Islanders, Peter always carries a large dirk. He is armed also with his ancestral great sword, Dragonsbane.

[bears-wolves-dragons]

This book is amazing, especially for #dragonkin . Truly a stunning work of fantasy.

[sopuu]

You need to draw the ender defender armor (and other armor in general) more, everything looks so good in your style.

ender defender is the best one btw

[rimmi1357]

"draw your ship like this challenge"

Them UwU

[miss-innocent-liar]

Had to draw Aegon in his mom’s crown. I just kept thinking about rhaenyras dream of a son in silver armour and Aegon is legit her dream baby come true.

I kinda bas3 his design off of his cannon art as well as some of the fan art I’ve seen of the blacks and the greens by @sweetestpopcorn bc I think everyone and their mother should read it. It’s only like 1.5 million words? Easy beach read

[raps-hellion]

the many (2) sides of hecktor dragonsbane from d&d is for nerds's vampire-infested barovia campaign

original on my twt here

[lakka-arts]

armor swap crossover between two of my favorite games atm :))

[orgroarts]

He's in his centaur-era.

I should do more digital art huh

[dimorphodon-defect]

((Best friend’s wife is helping me reignite by robot hellfire.))

[self-righteous-god]

some characters i like from Dnd Is For Nerds, i know this isnt how they look in the official art but idc actually. actually started out as a warmup for personal art but got too invested, enjoy

[raisamariannas]

I'm getting sad about Aegon III all over again.

[apieters]

Reikert the Marshal

Marshal of Heimar and Lord of the Isles

From my interviews with High Shepherd Yan:

Reikert was the oldest son of Peter the Marshal, my close friend, and if ever there was a worthy successor to the Lion of the Isles, it was his son. Reikert was born in the midst of the Reconquest of Heimar and spent his childhood attending to his father as his personal page and squire, learning the ways of leadership from first-hand observation. A tall, handsome, strapping youth, Reikert made friends easily and won hearts wherever he went—unlike his rather cold, calculating younger brother Hendrick. While he enjoyed the favor of all who met him, his closest companions were his brothers—Hendrick, his brother by blood, and his foster brothers, the Centrevalian Tristan Martel and the Costian Michael Agrippa. The four sons of Peter the Marshal were instrumental in ending the Reconquest, for Reikert, having been taken captive as an anonymous slave, opened up the gates of Laguna, the last stronghold of the Thrallic Empire in Heimar, from the inside, with the help of his brothers. Such was his lordly grace that he even managed to win over the hearts of his owners, Lucius Vespasian Valerius, and his daughter Serena, whom he married after his victory and who was to be the love of his life.

Alas, happiness was to be fleeting throughout his life. A plague swept across the land of Heimar, and among its victims were Reikert’s mother, Lady Katerina of the Isles, and his father, Peter the Marshal, not a fortnight after. The great warrior died not in the battlefield but in his bed, not even fifty years of age, his life cut short at the height of his powers. But he died having completed his life’s mission to drive the slave-based Thrallic Empire out of Heimar, and as he passed the ancestral sword Dragonsbane to Reikert, he charged the young man to keep the hard-won peace, as he assumed the mantle of Marshal of Heimar.

Yet the task Reikert was charged to uphold would prove perilously difficult, and danger would come from the most intimate of betrayals—the civil war known as the Reign of Terror would prove his first and greatest test of leadership, and its instigator would be none other than his own foster-brother, Tristan Martel, thereafter known as the Black Knight.

[faetellsstudios]

Some more of Lance! The cursed Dragon knight! Doing some doodles as I try to get more of a feel for this angry frog man