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'Druid's Temple', Ilton, Yorkshire
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fawngutz · 6 months
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druidshollow · 6 months
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Rain World - Fan Region Concepts
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made some art (mostly for future colour picking needs) and information graphics for two region concepts related to my ocs- Abandoned Junkyard and Ground Level Defence! (yes defence is spelled wrong in the picture lol)
more info on the regions and creatures under keep reading
ABANDONED JUNKYARD The landscape surrounding Eleven Rivers is a twisted and confusing tangle of pipes and buildings intended for moving water drawn from underground glaciermelt. The bodies of long dead organisms called Demolishers litter the landscape, the blades and metal that falls from their bodies attracting scavengers and rustflies.
Armored Lizard A lizard modified by Eleven Rivers to bear plate metal on their backs. This slows them and keeps them from climbing, but protects them from the lashes of the Battleseers and spit from the Rustflies. Battleseer Overseers purposed by Eleven Rivers for combat and aggression in order to keep others away from Rivers' structure. They patrol the junkyard and lash out at most creatures they see, whipping and shocking with their arms. When destroyed, their eyes drop. These are volatile in nature and explode when thrown. Rustfly Distant relatives to squidcadas and possibly jetfish as well- they feed off of metal and melt it down with a boiling hot core in their bodies. They spit this molten metal to mark their territory and fight away predators, and their feeding and territory marking keep the Junkyard warmer than it otherwise would be. They are very susceptible to rain and are fearful of water. Scavenger Function as normal. There is a merchant and quite a few clusters of scavs underground and in the buildings, but no toll. Demolisher Corpses Although none of the Demolishers are free of damage or in proper living condition- some still react to stimuli and snap their jaws.
ELEVEN RIVERS- GROUND LEVEL DEFENCE The land beneath Eleven Rivers is a quickly receding glacier with valleys of water tearing through it. Water drawn from the glacier is used to keep Eleven Rivers and the rest of his group alive. The ice is slick and creatures slide quickly along it, so living things cling to the sparse structures still around. Eleven Rivers has created multiple organisms to keep others away, making the journey to his Artery Network and inner structure quite perilous.
Miros King Miros Birds constructed with King Vulture DNA by Eleven Rivers. They have a propelled jump and harpoons, and are blinded by flashes like regular Miros Birds. They run about the ice flats snapping up anything they can catch, and can be susceptible to falling through the ice to the frigid depths below. Lurker Spider Spiders purposed by Eleven Rivers to withstand incredible cold and have little need for oxygen. They cling to the bottom of the ice under the water and wait for creatures to pass them to ambush. They cannot hold their breaths forever and can be antsy, so they can often be seen changing position or choosing new breaks in the ice to defend. Centipede Function as normal. Often the unfortunate victim of the Miros Kings. Lizards (Not pictured above) Two red lizards roam the floes, and a colony of orange lizards live near the gate to Eleven Rivers' Artery Network.
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jeeaark · 12 days
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I apologize if someone's already asked you this question, but if Greygold wasn't a ranger, what class do you think they'd be? Would they be a paladin with an oath of friendship?
I think somebody made a delightful analogy of it at one point, but nay, not in a form of a question!
And I continue to absolutely love the idea of a paladin with an oath of friendship as Greygold's alternative class.
But! Deciding to become such a fancy class probably would've never have happened until after forming the tadpole squad. Gotta have friends to believe in friendship.
But a before-times choice if the call to ranger knighthood went unsung?
Shoot. Greygold probably would've been a whole different person if they never joined the Ranger Knights and befriended killer animal buddies.....I'm gonna be unfun and say it's a toss of the dice where their fate would've led them otherwise.
They joined the knights just so they can get a free meal, so....Whoever offers ✨the next best thing✨ to a young, hungry, and impressionable Greygold, is the pathway they'd've follow.
but then later with Tadpole Friends R "US", first opportunity, respec into Paladin: Oath of Friendship totally.
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countrybabbitt · 5 months
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Pumpkins at Druid's Temple
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dasenergi · 1 year
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My spirit guides took me on a soul journey tonight to The Tree of Life. Except, it wasn't one tree it was two. And they were conjoined at the top. Two worlds. Two futures. A future of life and prosperity. Or death and destruction.
Our future hasn't been decided yet. The choice is still ours to make.
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newvegascowboy · 6 months
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The way my second bg3 playthrough is legitimately insanely different and im not even out of act 1. I never picked up the necromancy of thay. I didnt know about the tadpole powers tree because I never ate the tadpoles and never gave them to my companions. I didnt even meet withers, he just showed up in my camp one day.
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orcelito · 2 months
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Yet again feeling guilty for not having written in weeks, but my brain is filled primarily with thoughts of "I can't wait to explore more in BG3" and "wow I miss my girlfriend I want to see her"[saw her literally 3 times last week & spent all Friday evening and Saturday morning with her] "wow if only I could see my girlfriend :("
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meownotgood · 29 days
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GALE'S CAT IS SO CUTEEEEEEE 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 I love that he's a cat person
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ofbhaal · 2 months
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ABILITY CHECK - history / rolled 14 + 4 to history : 18.
with   the   lock   successfully   picked   the   heavy   tome   in   his   hands   fell   open,   dust   scattering   into   the   air   from   the   motion.   pale   eyes   glance   over   the   worn   pages,   a   slight   frown   marring   their   features   as   they   read.   it   took   a   moment,   but   he   realized   what   he   was   looking   at.   ❝   dead   gods.   ❞   he   murmured   softly,   ever   aware   of   the   strange   being   that   they'd   inadvertently   freed   from   its   tomb   moving   about   in   the   main   hall   of   the   crypt.
    he   turns   slightly   so   @rimerotting   could   see   what   he   was   holding.   as   they   flipped   the   pages   their   eyes   settled   onto   the   last   entry   written   within.   whatever   had   been   written   there   was   too   damaged   by   time   to   make   out   however   something   about   this   bothered   him.
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pale   fingers   moved   over   the   page   as   they   tried   to   make   out   any   further   details,   however   the   script   was   too   damaged.   ❝   three   gods   grouped   together   ...   ❞   he   spoke   without   realizing   he   was   voicing   his   thoughts   aloud.   despite   the   fragmenting   of   his   mind   the   answer   supplied   itself   suddenly   to   him.   ❝   the   dead   three.   ❞ 
just   saying   the   words   aloud   filled   him   with   a   strange   feeling   of   familiarity.   carefully   shutting   the   book   he   slipped   it   into   his   pack   before   turning   to   his   companion.   ❝   is   it   too   morbid   to   ask   if   we   could   camp   here   for   the   evening   ?   ❞   he   was   not   bothered   by   their   surroundings   however   he   knew   the   others   might   be.   ❝   it   is   growing   late   &   i   wish   to   see   if   there   is   anything   else   hiding   around   here.   ❞
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maegalkarven · 4 months
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I like the theme of missed opportunities/chances and the single minor detail what can derail the course of one's life.
It's especially brightly presented in Levi's life.
There was that missed chance in his life when he was six and in the custody of the Flaming Fist. If Duke Ravengard stayed in prison for a night, or took the child with him, Sceleritas would not be able to reach the boy then, and Levi would not go to the Temple of Bhaal.
He would not become Sarevok's ward, but instead would be Wyll's adoptive brother. Both of their lives would go by the different scenarios, Wyll would never make a pact with Mizora, Levi would never become the Chosen of Bhaal.
But because it didn't happen, his life went the way it did. Sceleritas killed the guard and took the child to the temple, Sarevok taught him what it means to be a child of Bhaal, etc, etc.
Another one of these chances is the one what did change Levi's life.
He hasn't always been a druid. When he was around 10 years old, Sarevok took him on a hunt (to kill someone, yeah) to the Lower City. Sarevok chose an old druid as a target. If he hadn't, Levi's entire life would go by the different scenario. But he had.
The druid changed Levi's life profoundly yet by a very small gesture. It created the entire opportunity for Levi to be more than just a bhaalspawn. It made Levi be able to relate to the druids in the Emerald Grove, and Halsin, and Jaheira.
And all because when Levi was killing an old druid, the druid grabbed him with his weak, shaking hand, touched his cheek gently and said:
"You're such a bright young soul, there's so much life in you. Do not let this life die out."
And it made Levi stop on his tracks, bc it was the first time someone he was Actively Killing wasn't crying or screaming or calling him a monster, but so calmly accepting the fate and being...kind to him.
It was strange and it stuck.
The last thing old druid said was: "Plant my bones", and both Sarevok and Leviathan were like "wtf. Druids, amirite?"
But again, because of how Different this was from the way things usually went, Levi did as the druid asked. And something grew out of the bones, a small, weak plant. Laughable thing, really, but it struck some cord in Levi's soul again, and he returned to the druid's home and went through his things, found his diary about the circle of life and the death being just the beginning.
Again, if this druid was a normal, traditional kind of a druid and mentioned Silvanus at least once, it would immediately make Levi retreat from that knowledge. But the druid was the odd kind, the strange kind, and his thoughts resonated with Levi's and his experience with death. In them he found an answer to his own questions about death and the meaning of it, and so he started to practice the rituals from the old man's book.
He learned, piece by piece, to feel the nature, to be the nature. He self-taught himself what it means to be the druid both using his bloody background and old man's notes, and it made him who he ended up being. The blood druid, something new, yet something...not exactly evil. Just a force of nature to be reckoned with.
And this is what made him save the Emerald Grove and kill the goblins instead, because nature he understood, it spoke to him through the death and the blood. And it demanded sacrifice.
And sacrifice he gave.
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'Druid's Temple', Ilton, Yorkshire
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gokdoguskani · 6 months
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hochgouez-nerzhus · 2 years
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The Goddess of Avalon - Glastonbury white spring Temple
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babbittybabbitt · 1 year
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Druid's Temple, North Yorkshire
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The dissonance between how D&D as a game, and therefore players as well, treat resurrection and the way NPCs treat resurrection sure is wild.
Like your average party probably has access to revivify and that's all they need. They're all together all the time, so a one minute time limit isn't a big deal, and 300g worth of diamonds is easy to come by and keep on you. The only real difficulty is making sure you've got the spell slot available, but even that's not hard. So dying in battle is nothing. Death is just an injury that's a bit more annoying to heal. And if reviv isn't available, the other resurrection spells are more costly, less available, but it doesn't make sense that you can't find a mid-level cleric who isn't willing to cast the spell if you provide reagents, given that almost any cleric in a PC adventuring party would do so.
But also...a world where death by anything but old age is impermanent so long as you can put together a relatively small amount of money (even the 9th level True Resurrection should shake out to less than a million dollars of diamonds, possibly half or even a quarter mil depending on how you convert dollars to gold) is a really different world. It would make a lot of sense for large temples to have someone who can cast raise dead, but it would also mean that every day they'd be bringing people back from the dead (assuming a large temple is in a large city), and people would act different knowing that any injury or illness would at most be painful and expensive. You'd need so much worldbuilding and you'd end up with a very different world than the standard D&D setting.
So we get NPCs talking about how rare resurrection is, and we all pretend that makes any sense at all, because ludonarrative dissonance is a thing we're all used to.
Or you could have the spell be plenty easy to cast but diamonds are super rare and hoarded by the wealthy, but then you take the easy reviv out of your player's hands. (But it does leave reincarnate, which would add a fun twist.)
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