#hellknight

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for the upcoming ch10 of You create me against your lips by @delta-pavonis

[wildbasil]

commission of @silversiren1101's pathfinder oc, minovae!! 🥰🥰 thank you so much for commissioning me!!

(btw my commissions are open again, if anyone's interested!!)

[vrroche]

My commander from "Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous"

[silversiren1101]

How terrible the fires of war... how terrible to know no other home.

[Skeb style "surprise me!" Comm from Ikeela!]

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Hellknights and Not-so-Humans; Celia and Caellus

Absolutely blown away by the speed and talent by @mooreaux in bringing mine and my partner's Pathfinder characters to life here. <33 I cannot recommend them highly enough - thank you so much for taking care of these absolutely well adjusted beings!

[happyrainbowsims]

This is Laila, a Hell Knight She lives on earth and her task is, to send renegades from hell back to hell, to keep the earth in balance. She's my unofficial official selfsim, because she's just the closest thing to me. ღღღ ღღღ ღღღ ღღღ ღღღ ღღღ ღღღ Thanks to all Creators <3 Pose by: @honeyssims4 CC’s by: @golyhawhaw, @remussirion, @stretchskeleton, @trillyke, @scyllasims, kittysnerdcorner, @lamatisse, @arethabee, @rebellesims, @serenity-cc, @kamiiri, @yooniesim, @obscurus-sims, @suzuesims, habsims, @pralinesims,  ღღღ ღღღ ღღღ ღღღ ღღღ ღღღ ღღღ You can follow me at: Instagram Facebook

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Finished comm for @transprincecaspian of his character Emery!~

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Phew, had time to finish up one more OC fusion before the day ended. Had to merge together the two Aeons that is my commander Styga and @silversiren1101's Minovae

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Regill. <3

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room for two under the shade? (commission for @/silversiren1101!)

[knight-commander]

WIP … WHENEVER

I know it’s not Wednesday anymore I just wanted to share this wip I’m working on. More Adrigo lore and backstory. For meee…

992 Words

Pain.

Untenable, unbearable.

Blinding white hot that split his jaw in two, that wreathed down every single notch of his spine, snagged on every single divot within him and pulled him apart at the seams. Breaking apart.

Put back together.

Light that creeps in; light he can’t open his eyes to see.

Pain.

4706 • Abadius • 13, Sunday

Days of slipping in and out of consciousness. Adrigo wasn’t sure which was worse; pain or oblivion. One was proof that he yet lived, and the other was an endless cry for it all to stop. Maybe the dead had been the lucky ones after all. All he could taste was blood and steel on his tongue as he stirred.

“Adrigo?” A familiar voice broke through the silence. He didn’t want to, but he forced his eyes open. Even blinking—to adjust to the light that flooded the room—hurt.

As his eyes adjusted, he quickly scanned his surroundings. Simple room—four walls, a door opposite and slightly to the right of him and his bed. A window parallel to him, judging from the way the light shone in, but he didn’t dare turn his head to confirm.

Sitting to his left, on a chair that had been dragged up to the edge of his bed, was a tiefling woman. Her skin was deep red and beautiful, and her yellow eyes gleamed with a rich emotion that he couldn’t quite parse. She wore the robes of a Signifier, but no helm; her black hair was coiled atop her head and in between two horns that spiraled like a ram’s. The streaks of gray in her hair and lines on her face spoke to her wisdom.

On her lap was a mask etched with lines that spiraled endlessly, and that was Adrigo’s final clue to her identity: Maralictor Ardana, Order of the Gate.

He stirred and moved again but a searing, white-hot agony rushed through him and sent him falling limp again in the bed; he wanted to scream but that would be worse. Speaking would be worse. Opening his jaw would be worse. He knew.

“Don’t move!” Ardana warned, and if he could speak, maybe he would tell her that her warning had come too late. Far too late. Days too late. “You’re safe. You’re being tended to in Senara. Your injuries are severe; we weren’t sure if you would pull through.” She wouldn’t look him in the eyes as she spoke.

And he couldn’t speak. He could do nothing else but look.

Taking a breath, Ardana continued. “You’ve been here for the past two days. A local cleric has been tending to your injuries, but your jaw is a complicated break and can’t be treated properly until we return you to the Citadel Gheradesca—another matter of complication, given that you’re in no fit state to travel.”

Adrigo raised an eyebrow as he waited for her to get to her point, but all that did was shoot another stab of pain through his forehead. No funny looks either, it seemed. He hissed, but it was more of a rattle in the back of his throat.

“Once we determine whether you are healthy enough to make the journey to Corentyn, we’ll…” Ardana trailed off with a heavy sigh, and she rubbed two taloned fingers over a furrow in her brow. “What happened? What happened out there? This was never supposed to…”

She suddenly reached out toward the bedside table; Adrigo couldn’t tell what was on it and didn’t care to look to find out. Before long, a sheaf of parchment was thrust into his lap along with a quill that bled ink. He grabbed the quill, although every muscle in his body screamed at him not to, and glared at Ardana.

“Please,” she begged, her hands clasped like a prayer. “If you remember anything, you need to—“

“What is this?” Another voice entered the fray, and Adrigo turned his eyes to see another tiefling woman standing in the doorway; she wore white robes, and her pale hair was meticulously pinned out of her face. Her voice was firm, and her eyes glared daggers at Ardana.

“Oh, Heidi,” Ardana looked immediately guilty. “I was just—“

“Harassing my patient?” Heidi demanded, and she cleared the room quickly to stand on Adrigo’s other side. A cool hand was pressed against his forehead, and only then did he feel any sort of relief. “It is the first time that he has been awake in days, and already you are questioning him!”

“Heidi, you don’t understand. The nature of our position is such that—“

“—that can wait!” The cleric snapped, vitriol surprising Adrigo. Still he scribbled something into the parchment that neither woman seemed to notice. “There is no saying for certain that he even remembers anything. The nature of his injuries are severe. You should be thanking whatever god you worship that he is alive.”

“But if he does remember something, it is imperative that we have it on record as some sort of corroborating evidence as to what happened,” Ardana seethed, but Adrigo could sense the desperation behind her anger.

“Ser Livianus,” Heidi cut in again. “You are not required to answer any questions posed to you. You need to rest, first and foremost.” Finally, she actually looked at him. “What are you writing?”

Ardana’s eyes flew to him as well. Despite the ache in his bones and the effort that it took to write just a few words, Adrigo furrowed his brow and turned the parchment so that they could read the shaky scrawl.

WHERE IS RUNA?

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for ch 9 of You create me against your lips by @delta-pavonis <3

[dailycharacteroption]

Hellknight (Pathfinder Second Edition Archetype)

(art by priapos78 on DeviantArt)

Ah yes, the hellknights. We’ve talked about them a few times on the blog before, these intimidating mercenaries that believe that Hell is a model of a perfect civilization, and that elements of it can be used by mortals to make a better, more orderly society.

The exact specifics of this varies by individual orders, but the general gist of it is that these warriors honestly believe they can emulate the forces of tyranny while somehow being above them. Their hubris aside, they can be a powerful force against monsters and bringers of chaos, but never to be trusted, not even the lesser orders with more niche and less tyrannical designs.

In any case, today we’re covering the hellknight archetype, which, much like the halcyon speaker two weeks ago, is an archetype that evolves out of another archetype, specifically the hellknight armiger, which represents those still undergoing basic training as hellknights before properly joining their ranks.

These proper hellknights are the martial arm of the orders, unlike their magical counterparts, the signifers. Though some might still use magic if they have the training.

Much like other “graduated” archetypes, the hellknight only grants a few abilities, the rewards for sticking with their training as armigers.

These abilities prove quite powerful, however, turning the warrior into an agent against chaos.

The dedication of being a Hellknight requires that the character already be an armiger, bypassing the normal need for armiger feats before taking another archetype. With it, they learn to be more intimidating and make the most of their shiny new hellknight plate.

Some among them seem to develop a sixth sense for chaos, able to hunt it down no matter where it hides.

Invoking divine power in their belief in the rule and power of law, some are able to strike down chaotic foes, dealing grievous wounds to such beings.

Many others develop further mastery in not just their armor, but also any signature weapons of their order.

And that’s it for this archetype. Fret not though, since it is meant to be paired with the hellknight armiger, the meat of your Hellknight-themed abilities will be found there, which we’ll fairly soon on the blog as well, so stay tuned for that. As it stands, this archetype is a nice little capstone which can offer martial classes improved use of their weapons and armor, as well as extra damage utility and changing damage type. Beyond that, your class and choices as an armiger will help inform your build.

I didn’t mention it before, but there is also a story prerequisite for this archetype. In order to become a Hellknight, one must pass one final test, facing a bearded devil in single combat and defeating it. Such a feat may not seem like much to a hardened adventurer, but it certainly is a daunting test to face alone, especially at the level that you’d expect to be ready to graduate. Needless to say, it’s a feat that no lesser warrior can hope to accomplish, and if you fail… well, you clearly were not cut out to be a Hellknight. Such is the harsh nature of their training and their expectations.

They say that Mt. Sunreva once plugged the great cosmic pit where devils call home. While this is surely an exaggerated folk tale, the fact that there is a thin spot leading to that hellish plane at the summit is very, very true. Dark forces consider the mountain sacred in their own way, and an order of armored warriors guards the base from the unworthy.

Though she has utterly no interest in them, the Hellknight Order of the Waves have taken the ancient brine dragon Koshaga as their symbol, seeking to emulate her control over her territory in their own seafaring patrols. They had best be careful, however, for eventually she will likely look upon them as interlopers as well, and no flattery will stop her once her ire is roused.

For years, he has been training, and now Sovis, a half-elven armiger, has finally become a Hellknight. His first mission, however, has him bringing his sword to bear on his elvish kin, freedom fighters from the forest of his birth opposing the new lord’s logging and taxation. Sovis stands on the edge of a knife, and the time will come soon when his conflicting loyalties will be tested.

[laiskanpulskeart]

I've been playing Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous A LOT lately. And of course making art of every brainfart that goes through my head. I got to the Mythic selection on Drezen and realised I had forgotten to pick the Aeon option in Gray Garrison, and my Armiger/Hellknight would NOT pick anything else available so he became an Angel. Which. REALLY. Doesn't. Fit. Him. Either. But I love the Hand of the Inheritor so much. My shiny bestie. I'm remaking my Hellknight but wanted these two to have a BFF portrait before abandoning this save. I even gave them matching BFF shields to remember each other by.

[silversiren1101]

Minovae Arangeir - Hellknight of the Scourge

Happy 2nd birthday to Wrath of the Righteous! For which without that game and the severe brainrot it's given me, Mino would not exist. What better day than to share this, The ULTIMATE reference sheet for her! Featuring a makeover to her armor and addition of a helmet :)

[A massive herculean effort of a comm by DarkerGrey / @darkergrey forever kudos]

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Minovae & Regill 💕 Commission for @silversiren1101 --

Thanks for the Commission!