need terry/earthblood meta if it exists 😭 do u know of any?
yes, i can share a few favorites i've saved:
breaking the cycle of abuse by @hermitmoss, comparing terry and claudia's interactions with viren in season 4.
no transphobia in xadia by @thrandilf, with input from terry's voice actor, ben callins!
why does terry seem so chill about dark magic? an excellent meta by @kradogsrats on how terry's culture and earth primal would inform his perspective on dark magic
discussion of terry's characterization, by @aimlacely-sapphic
if you're able to get a copy of Tales of Xadia, there are chapters featuring information about both earthblood elves and earth primal magic.
...really feels like a crime that i don't have more to share. if anyone else has recommended reading, please do chime in!
lookit him he's so <33
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This photo is from tales of xadia, it is mentioned here that the Moonshadow elves have a song about the Startouch elves. Now I'm not sure if it was mentioned in the series but I don't remember Rayla say anything about it and I wonder why. Rayla is a moonshadow elf, she was suppose to know this song, I know it's just random and not an actual information but it is something. You can interpret this song as something that talks about the mysteries of Startouch elves, they are the only ones here with their full name and not the primal source name, so there is a seperation between the startouch and rest of the elf races, it's still something about them. So why Rayla didn't say anything?
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So I stopped existing for a while, but a lot has been going on in my life. I haven't been drawing a while lot, certainly not finishing anything.
But here's my The Dragon Prince elfsona, Crondir.
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For those of you a bit interested, here's some trivia:
• Crondir is an Earthblood, born and raised in the Drakewood forests montane ecosystem to the south-east, just up the base of the Umbertor mountains.
• Their mother, Raev, is from further into the Uncharted Forest, while their father, Bjork, is from higher up, but more north in the Umbertor range. They have two pseudo-siblings; a skywing little brother named Raime, and a "sunblood" little sister named Nunelle.
• Shirts and shoes are social constructs, and Crondir would rather shoot an arrow into their own leg than wear either
• They were a late bloomer in regards to horn growth, having small numbs and later gangly twigs until the age of 15, after which they suddenly started to coil and branch into the beautiful antlers they now have
• They're pretty chill usually but would fight god on impulse
• They have two pets! A steed named Candleclove and a hunting partner named Winterbane. Candleclove is a kaisus, a beautiful but rare creature resembling an wingless, insectoid horse, while Winterbane is a taiga ulfengale, a solitary yet loyal artic subspecies of an animal akin in body to an anteater and a snow leopard, but with a long tail and a nape of feathers reminiscent to a washed out peacock
• Crondir is a play on the word 'krondyr' which is danish for red deer
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Whumptober Day 3: "Make it Stop."
Fandom: The Dragon Prince
Summary: Runaan is sent to deal with an Earthblood Cartel.
Warning: Character Death
Runaan moved swiftly around the tree line of the forest. He was near an Earthblood elf camp. He was there to kill the ring leader of a shroom cartel. The gang has been nothing but trouble, killing the people who displeased them.
So Runaan was there to shut it all down. Unknown to him, he has a visitor. As he approached the camp, he pulled his bow over his shoulder and scouted the area.
Then he turned around. It startled him, seeing Rayla. She had followed him. How the assassin didn't notice, he didn't know. Maybe he just taught her well?
"Rayla" Runaan whispered harshly.
"I came to help."
"I'll be fine."
"Why can't I help?"
"You don't know what you're doing! You're too young."
"I'm 12! I'm sure it's fine."
"Stay here."
"Fine." Rayla sat at the base of a nearby tree. She crossed her arms and sighed.
Runaan sighed. "Stubborn child" he whispered. "Stay out of trouble."
"I will."
Runaan looked back then started towards the cartel. He was nervous but not for himself. Rayla was young and now she was alone. Too many thoughts crossed his mind. But for now, he would just have to focus on his mission.
He reached the edge of the village and snuck in using the moon's shadow. It took longer than he expected to find the cartel but that should only be a minor setback.
Sneaking into the building Runaan hid near some stairs. Pulling his bow apart, he nabbed the first elf quickly and slit their throat. Blood fell to the ground as Rannan placed the stranger behind the stairs.
As he made his way further into the building he carefully killed the members he had been instructed to and left the others knowing that they would rather be too scared or wanted out to begin with.
Then came the last few rooms. There was screaming from the last room. It has only just come into earshot. The victim sounded young.
It startled Runaan. He walked past the few other rooms he had left and stood outside the door. Inside a deep booming voice spoke, "tell me where they are!"
A small voice answered. "I don't know!" A little girl. Runaan almost broke the door. Children were his weakness.
The girl was around 12, and looked just like Rayla. Her hair was a little bit shorter, her eyes a bit lighter, and her skin a bit darker. She had multiple wounds all over her body.
Runaan knew the girl. Not by name but he had seen her around the village. He pulled his knife as the leader of the cartel pulled the girl up by her hair.
The assassin saw red. As he got ready to attack a man grabbed him from behind. One of the most important rules of being an assassin crossed Runaan's mind, never get distracted.
The leader grabbed something from a table, "you little bitch! You brought this fucker here!" The shine of a blade could be seen as Runaan fought the bastard that held him.
The knife slid into the child's side. Runaan finally got the man off of him and grabbed his knife that had fallen to the ground. He ran it though the leader's chest making the rest of the drug deals stop with fear.
Runaan swiftly executed the rest of the Earthblood elves that surrounded him and the girl. He neglected his own body, doing anything to keep the child safe.
The remainder of the cartel members fled once they decide that they cared more about their lives than their dead boss.
Runaan moved to take care of the girl. She lay, bleeding out on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. "It hurts!" Her voice cracked in a way that made the assassin's blood run cold.
"I know." He tried to sooth her.
"Make it stop! Please, make it stop!"
"I" Ranaan paused. "it's okay."
"Make it stop!"
"It's okay." He couldn't stop the pain. As badly as he wanted to there was nothing he could do to help her but hold the wound and pray he could get to a doctor in time.
He wanted nothing more then to switch places with her. If he could take the pain, taking it from her and feel it all for her he would.
It didn't take long for the screaming to turn to turn to just heavy breathing. Then nothing at all. It stopped. Her pain, her screaming, her heart, it all just stopped.
Runaan picked her up gently and stumbled to his feet. Her pain may have stopped but his didn't. He didn't think it ever would. He walked out of the building and back into the woods. There he met Rayla who had fallen asleep against the tree.
He sat the girl's body down out of view and kneeled to wake Rayla up. He shook her lightly and she began to stir.
"Oh you're back" she spoke.
Runaan didn't say anything instead he just grabbed her into a tight hug. It was the only time Rayla would ever see the man cry. He held her for a while before letting her go. "Let's, go home."
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