#hierarch artanis

[utapok]

No one will escape the wrath of the new rulers and the will of the Dark God.

[predwolfxx121]

A Strange Dream:

I don't know if I can remember the rest of it, but I think I have this vivid dream where I was not only with myself but with one person and were at this Japanese-styled place like a palace or something similar in Feudal Japan, was it in Japan, I don't know.

But I do mostly know where I was there, there were a bunch of people, I guess it had humans with other things like mythological beings like monsters, extraterrestrial aliens, and there's this other place it was big, it was beautiful, the interior architecture that has a great mix of ancient Chinese and Japanese details with water fountains on the floor level that has teal blue lights, green and silver marble floors, murals that has dragons in real gold, and it looked like the place where there's high ranking individuals, humans, monsters, aliens, elves, maybe animals, stuff like that and one of the folks of this royal gathering at this beautiful place was Artanis from StarCraft. I believe I saw him in his outfit from Wings of Liberty.

I was somewhat confused at first but he greeted me when I met him. After that, there was an indoor Japanese & Chinese festival celebration thing on the lower floor downstairs, with everyone wearing costumes of samurais, Shogun, Oni demons, geishas, a dragon from Chinese mythology, etc. and I was there too.

It was strange, but fun.

[niaranda]

[arianevass]

Alarak as a babysitter?

A very bad idea. 

[predwolfxx121]

My favorite Hierarch is wearing a suit. UwU 💙

1.) Work clothes for Artanis (big ol eyes)

1 yeah to go

(for clarification)

[leyenarsinterests]

They love each other, and I love them.

[tiger-lilly13]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: StarCraft (Video Games) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Artanis/Original Female Character, Artanis (StarCraft) & Original Female Character(s), Artanis (StarCraft)/Original Character(s), Artanis/Sasha Benning Characters: Artanis (StarCraft), Rohana (StarCraft), Karax (StarCraft), Sasha Benning, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: First Time Blow Jobs, Oral Sex, Romance, Interspecies Relationship(s), Interspecies Romance, Interspecies Sex, Protoss, Anxiety, Alien Sex, Alien Cultural Differences, Come Swallowing, Large Cock Series: Part 2 of Artanis and Sahsa Summary:

Sasha shows Artanis just how useful her orifices can be.

[iambrohkai]

The weight of being Hierarch bears down more on some days

:3

Artanis is a tired man

[zerguette]

Hugs anyone? ÓwÒ Yes? No? Artanis, Vorazun, want hugs? \ÓwÒ/

Dunno!

Artanis mmmm I don't feel like he's about hugging and same with Vora- only with guys and frends that are close to them I think?

But they both deserve the hugssss

Specially Artanis because he's Hierarch and must work all day maybe :( -[Same with Vorazun to be fair but I do feel Artanis is more tired than her-]

Apart from receiving a hug from Alarak- like- Nope- Alarak not allowed to hug-

(Ok no- but uh- idk rlly NQBWBWBSB) [I hope I did Understand correctly the question xd],

[cindystars]

Mazuki, StarCraft- Protoss OC

Meet my StarCraft Protoss OC named Mazuki ÙwÚ

Backstory: During Amon's corruption and zerg invasion, she and her younger brother lost their parents as older teens and civilians. She became a rookie and a new warrior of the Protoss and a great friend of Hierarch Artanis and his allies (Raynor, Selendis, Vorazun, Rohana, Karax, and Talandar). During and after the disaster with Amon and other threats, Mazuki decided to join forces with Artanis and his allies to help defend the universe.

Abilities and powers: Controls water, hand to hand combat, psi-blade combat

Relationship status: Taken

Parent(s): Mother and Father (deceased)

Sibling(s): One brother

[utapok]

Amon whispered about destruction and death from distant stars. His new Dark Lord will lead his god's army to triumph. Sinister and fearless - Artanis on the side of darkness.

[predwolfxx121]

Minerva and Artanis in cow prints. 🐮🐄

Style © Carbot Animations

Artanis © Blizzard Entertainment

Don't Repost My Art Without My Permission!

[kenyizsuartblog]

StarCraft II - Rak’Shir

Alarak has lost his mind. Perhaps it was due to a lack of purpose now that the Dark God was no more. Perhaps he simply could not take the relatively peaceful times as a warrior who lived for war. Artanis did not know the reason behind it.

All he knew was that the Highlord has kept demanding Rak’Shir from him with increasing aggression. The last thing the Hierarch needed however was a duel to the death, especially with a former ally who helped rescue their people and the entire sector. After a while, Alarak seemingly gave up the persuations and retreated.

That was when the assassination attempts started. Supplicants were smuggled onto Aiur, each with an increasingly more desperate attempt to kill Artanis. They were… very poorly thought out plans. It was just another ploy to persuade the Hierarch.

Eventually, Artanis had to cave in, after a suicide bomber got far too close and he actually lost body guards to the madman. Realizing that his people would be hurt if he didn’t answer, he finally took up Alarak’s demand, and one last time, they both returned to Slayn, to the Pit of Ascension.

Whatever Alarak’s plans were, they only worked in the beginning. Artanis did receive a terrible beating but his rage and the rage of his own people eventually mounted high enough to overcome the confused bloodthirst of the Tal’darim.

Rak’Shir ended well after sunset, with Artanis swiping Alarak into the pit in a final burst of desperate effort.

It was over.

Artanis had gained nothing. The Tal’darim would not follow one who was not the part of the Chain of Ascension. Ji’nara however, who was inexplicably left out of the fight, would know better and leave the Daelaam finally be. Maybe even guide her people back into its fold one day.

For now, however, Artanis needed some serious medical assistance… and a long, long rest.

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The single most harmful and illogical ship to exist, damaging both characters involved. A shame, really.

2020.09.05.

[protosspals]

The ABCs of Starcraft: A is for Alarak and Artanis

((My friend and I have come up with a prompt list for the full alphabet and will be writing one shots for each letter. Today’s prompt is for the letter A and I chose the dearest Highlord Alarak and Hierarch Artanis together.)) 

The night was dark and stormy which was the type of night Alarak preferred. The flashes of lighting through the purple mist of Terrazine that covered his planet at this time was soothing to him. This was where he had been born and where he had fought his way up using wits and claw to claim his right to rule. It was all his now, yet... 

“When is Artanis supposed to arrive Martal? Should he not have been here by now? Perhaps I should devise a punishment for his lateness. It’s not proper to keep your Highlord waiting after all.” He grumbled, his mood as volatile as the storm raging around them. 

“Hierarch Artanis and his fleet have arrived Highlord. They are orbiting the planet now and waiting for the storm to pass so they might have a safer landing.” Martal chirped in his robotic tone as he hovered nearby his leader prepared to do any task demanded of him.  “Of course he would fear the storm, the Khalai are a bunch of cowards. By this point, he might as well just tuck tail and return home to Aiur.” He said returning from where he had been pacing in the middle of his room to look out the window again. 

“Shall I send word to them to leave? Or would you rather I go and retrieve the Hierarch for you personally my Highlord?” Martal asked hs sensor seeming to shine more brightly with the idea of kidnapping the Hierarch from under the watch his guards surely had in him. Alarak had to admit, the thought of Artanis’ look of outrage in such an event and the chaos it would cause was tempting. 

“No. Not this time. Send Ji’nara to... politely escort the Hierarch to our meeting place. Specify to her to let Artanis know that if a bit of thunder is going to keep him away, he might as well leave for there will be nothing here for him any longer. The festival ends with daybreak anyway.” He finally said and with his mind made up, he left the room to make his way to the designated location they had discussed for this event. 

The Festival of the Blood Rose was an annual event for the Tal’darim. Once per Slayn’s solar orbit (a time which took half of what it would be an Earth year) there would be a break in the Chain of Ascension. For that one night, movement up and down the chain was untethered by your current position. It allowed those who were young and strong to gain positions as Ascendants without wanton murder of all those above them. It also was the night of marriages. 

In Tal’darim tradition, they did not ask for marriage, they took the right. In the past that had lead to positions of unhappiness, one Alarak knew well as his own mother had been claimed by a cruel man she did not love due to her beauty. Alarak had changed things. Now the claim could be challenged, by both the one being claimed or one that agreed to fight in their stead. This allowed the tradition to continue in a way his people were used to, but gave those without as much power the opportunity to protect themselves through appointing someone stronger to fight the claim for them. It wasn’t perfect, but he had more plans to implement in the future to further protect those who didn’t want the marriage from being forced into it. 

However, tonight, that was not what was important to him. Tonight, the most important thing was that Artanis was going to be participating in the celebrations. He might have been a bit vague about things, but he knew Artanis would forgive him or it... eventually. Alarak was going to take what he wanted just as he always had. Khalai customs of giving gifts and going on silly dates was just so tedious and boring. 

Of course, if Artanis didn’t even bother to show up in time then Alarak couldn’t claim him since he wasn’t part of the chain. It would ruin everything. So of course he was upset. 

Artanis was nervous the lightning could affect the warp beam, but at the second and third messages, he rolled his eyes and acquiesced.

Landing at the approved location in his full ceremonial armor, he looked around just as Alarak's second approached, his head bow to her answered in kind before she started walking away, an obvious silent request to follow her which he took, his required guards the council had sent with him like he was a child following along obediently. He huffed in mild annoyance at the whole situation, they swiftly migrated through the city to the edge of the arena. His name was submitted to the lists before he emerged, bright and visible in his white and gold among the crowds of black.

Alarak had been sitting sideways in his throne which was placed in a box above the arena where he could watch everything easily but he perked up and sat forward when he finally saw Artanis step onto the field. The Hierarch looked glorious as ever in his polished armor but Alarak knew Artanis wouldn't mind staining the set with a little extra blue from battle. He was excited to watch.

There were many warriors eager to challenge not just a Khalai, but the Hierarch himself and Artanis had countless battles to wade through, the healers endlessly busy thanks to him. When he was finally allowed a break, he sat to clean some of the blood off, his muscles warmed albeit covered in sweat as lightning crashed in both the atmosphere and his eyes when he began again. He would prove his place amongst these people and earn the unity he so desperately wanted with them. Not just due to their Highlord either. 

After Artanis had proven himself enough to the Tal'darim people and earned himself a rank amongst the Ascendants, Alarak finally lost his patience. He waited for the current battle to finish before standing up and demanding the attention of his people.

"You have seen the grace and power of the Hierarch of the Daelaam, many of you now have felt the sting of his blades. He has earned his place as a warrior of our highest rankings. So now, before you all, before any others dare to cast their gaze on what's mine, I claim Hierarch Artanis as my own. Let any who oppose my claim speak their challenge now!" He said, his eyes and voice echoing with power as he stepped from his box into the air, a red cloud of power forming at his feet to carry him carefully to the ground in front of Artanis.

Blue eyes narrowed as Artanis glared at him, blades fizzling out so he could cross his arms. "So... this is why you invited me. I challenge you then, Highlord. For my own hand."

Alarak eyes squinted with joy and approval. "I would expect nothing else Hierarch." He said back as he stepped back into the starting position on his side of the field adrenaline already rushing through his veins. He had longed for this fight since they first met, now he would not lose.

Psionic plate and pauldrons shifting around for a power boost, he took his place and lit one blade, holding it up to his face in a silent challenge to Alarak before they ran at one another, their weapons meeting with a thud of psionics.

It was like watching two copies of one being, one dark and one light, just smashing into one another like titans, Artanis even tossing his opponent a good distance before chasing after him. He couldn't afford to lose or the Daelaam would be seen as weaker, his claws digging into dark armor.

The Arena seemed to be getting damaged more than either opponent, walls getting cracked as they threw each other into them, dirt ground beneath them being torn up by their claws. Their armor suffered as well, one of Alarak's large energy gathering shoulder plates getting broken off.

The battle was long and fierce, both Tal'darim and Khalai cheering for their leaders and watching on the edge of their seats at near misses. But finally, it was Alarak who stumbled. If it had been a fight to the death, he could of won. He had a perfect shot to take Artanis' head from his shoulders and almost acted on it in the heat of the battle. Only to have the thought freeze his muscles and it gave Artanis the opening he needed to take him down and pin him to the ground.

The lightning above illuminated Artanis as he slammed Alarak down so hard the jutting daggers in his armor embedded into the dirt, the wide grey chest heaving within the metallic confines while his knees pinned the black claws, blue power building in one hand. "Yield, Highlord."

Alarak looked into his eyes feeling the crushing blow of defeat weigh heavily in his hearts but knew he had failed. "I yield!" He yelled out so it could be heard clearly and closed his eyes feeling anger roll under his skin before he let it pass knowing he wasn't actually angry as much as disappointed in himself.

The Templar let go of his power just as a bolt struck, banishing it into the earth around them before he stood to pry Alarak from his entrapment.

Helping him stabilize, he kept a hand on the Tal'darim as he yelled for all their people to hear too. "I claim Highlord Alarak as my own! Let any who oppose my claim speak their challenge now!"

Alarak blinked, not having expected that. But the surprise only lasted a moment before it was covered with a cocky and well-worn expression. "Awww you were playing hard to get. I knew there was a reason I chose you." He said flicking Artanis' crest.

"I accept your claim through my defeat. I am yours." He said to finish the claim since he couldn't deny Artanis' right to it after being defeated.

Artanis relaxed as they started to walk off the field together so the festivities could continue. "Stubborn Tal'darim. You could have just asked."

"That is not the Tal'darim way and to do so would be a dishonor to you Artanis. I treated you as I would have any Tal'darim. I could have won but I didn't want to hurt your pride. This way will let my people respect you and the Daelaam more anyway. It was all part of my plan." Alarak said, no longer any doubt or sign of weakness to be seen. In fact, he looked even more cocky than usual. 

Artanis rolled his eyes knowing the truth but letting Alarak say what he wanted. They both had won in the end and that was what mattered. 

[littledarknesscalls]

12. Practice: Has your PC source affected or influenced your morals and/or beliefs (afterlife, etc.)?

     Comparing to the dogmas of Polish Catholicism, pop culture practices shaped a lot of my beliefs and help me to slowly unlearn harmful mentality. While there are many views and beliefs within the lore, depending on the faction, I will focus mainly on Nerazim cultural group, but will share examples from others.

- Deity approach to worshipers:      When it comes to the Xel'naga, there are two main approaches towards their followers. Most of the gods (in lore represented by Ouros) cherish all existing life and prefer to work indirectly or allow followers to reach out to the gods when they're ready. And then we have Amon, who was bitter after being ascended into being one of the gods and had no interest in keeping the Infinite Cycle. He was idealising death, and actively interfered with followers to carry out his will. His only interest was in destruction of all former life and creating his own - the hybrids. Amon's values remind me a lot of how fundamentalists from my country view biblical Armageddon.

- Afterlife:      There are different views on it depending on each faction. Nerazim claimed all who die embrace the Void (my personal belief), Khalai initially believed that the departed would join their ancestors in the Khala, but after events of Legacy of the Void returned to the idea of the souls starting "new life" among the stars. Tal'darim, being strong believers in the survival of the fittest, had no known concept of afterlife.

- The Cycle:      There is one cyclical event happening in the StarCraft universe, referred to as the Infinite Cycle, in which new generations of the Xel'naga would come into existence.

- No one moral guidebook:      Especially noticeable in Legacy of the Void, where one had all Protoss cultural groups gathered together. In certain conversation between Hierarch Artanis and Matriarch Vorazun, the Matriarch considered Chain of Ascension a "despicable act", whereas Hierarch reminded her of how similarly the Khalai and Nerazim viewed practices of one another, claiming them to be barbaric or cruel.

- The Void:      The Void is considered different realm to the material one, with its own landscapes and lifeforms. This is where the gods originated from, but also source of energies to both Nerazim and Tal'darim to incorporate into their psionic powers. I personally view it similar to the astral realm.

-Actions have consequences:      Unlike in Catholicism, where people after confessing their sins feel morally clean, Nerazim society members are responsible for their actions and are living example of "action speaks louder than words".

23-11-2020; 14:50 CET

[leyenarsinterests]

All About Kaza’droz

For @highlort and her OC Kaza’droz. 

https://highlort.tumblr.com/post/188740179276/may-i-ask-is-kazadroz-pro-alarakartanis-id 

So I made a short story to go with it:

After the battle with Amon, Kaza’droz Rak’Shir’d Artanis and guess what? He lost. Horribly. And what happened next was unbelievable. Artanis wasn’t Tal’darim, so he let Kaza’droz live. The Hierarch’s incredible strength stole the Second Ascendant’s heart, and therefore, he came to respect Artanis. When Kaza’droz found out his liege Highlord Alarak was in love with Artanis, he was so happy that he FLIPPED! That’s how Kaza’droz became the #1 Alarak ❤️💙 Artanis stan.