#Alfonz [he/they]

[capseisen]

I did it for Lío last year, so I'm doing it again.

Happy 5/23 (or 23/5) Pato (it/its) 🎂🦆

[kayforpay]

finally, the caste for my astrological sign! please pick your favorite of these! troll will smith is added because he is on the olive caste mspa wiki page, because that's how I generally get the lists. apparently he's canonically an olive, who knew. anyway, please feel free to rb and tell me why you feel your pick should win, and so other people can also see and vote :o)

[dragonfelling]

Snippet Sunday

I didn't finish anything this week, but I did get two WIPs half way through.

The first one is part of Ilonia's Pinnae Dragon Fight and the second is Chien's Perpetual Trouble With Women

Under the cut

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Lightning parted the sky, cutting it in two. Super heated air cracked past pine trees and farm fields.

The light flashed over Ilonias eyes, lighting her father's blue eyes up into pale tones for a fraction of a moment. 

Brave Lutalo - Merciless Derre.

The echo of thunder rumbled through the mountains.

Wing beats and claws scraping stone caused her heart to drop into her stomach. Her guts twisted, and she hesitated to turn and raised her lantern. 

She brought it up, and the fire lit thin reflective stripes and the insides of membranous wings. Pale eyes looked back into hers and the inhuman ones contracted to pin points. 

Here she was… following in Mirkas footsteps.

But, she was alone. The only company she had was her Pero and it wasn't much for conversation past a miserable warble when she gave it a scolding for chewing at the masonry.

There was nobody but herself to save her from this beastly winged thing. This thing… fuck. At this moment, she wouldn't actually mind if Alfonze of all people were here. He could pry it's fangs from her flesh, even if it were for his own selfish gains.

Spit pooled in its mouth 

A dizzying nausea built drool under her own tongue.

Why couldn't she just be satisfied… If she just- if she didn't complain. If she didn't beg Chien to get Maxwell to relent into granting her knighthood. 

If she just let him do as he pleased her… she wouldn't be here.

Maxwell wouldn't have sent her on this death march alone. She’d have backup 

She was her father's girl, though.

Apprentice of Crown Mirka.

Their little fighter. She had fucking pride. She deserved her title. She deserved the fucking world, paid by her own blood, sweat and tears.

She brought her hand up in a swinging arc, and in an instant there was a moment of sunrise that lit the top of the wall. 

Bright, dazzling fire. 

Flames from her fingertips engulfed air, breathing in a gasp as it first touched the wind. A louder woosh, then the thick fluid that burst from the Pinnae dragon's mouth was eaten by her fire.

If Alfonze could fight a Dragon… If Mirka could beat Alfonze… 

If Ilonia could beat this Dragon, she was better than them all. She would be a Dragon Slayer. An honorary Riderband. 

If she came out of this alive, surely, she would be recognized. She would be the knight that proved herself despite it all.

The secondhand twitched on Ilonias watch. White-hot, searing pain ripped through her muscles.

Her own fire burnt away most of the assault, but spittles of fire-breath splattered through. A drip on her face, several more hitting her jaw and neck, and dripping under the collar of her shirt. On-fire, viscous liquid poured down her armor, slipping through seams and heating up metal. 

Everything smelled like cooked flesh and alcohol based cleaner.

Ilonias hands found their way to her bow rested against the wall as her arcing motion came to its finale.

Light from her pyrokinesis was fading.

She gripped it and in her other hand she pulled an arrow by its fletching from her quiver

She placed it in its rest, pulled the cord with great effort, and released it into the animal's head.

Her Pero ran past Ilonia, quills going wild as it leaped and sunk its fangs into the Pinnaes arm as the arrow met it's mark.

It raised the arm and screeched, kicking all four walking limbs out as it leaped up. This dislodged the Pero and kicked it to the ground.

Ilonias Pero scrambled and turned tail. It ran towards the towers, yelping and making a ruckus. This was what a Pero was trained to do.

Its bites were annoying to Pinnae but its real advantage over them was their incessant need to alert others to its master's quarrel.

Its wings blocked out the sky, blinding Ilonia into a squint as it caught light in its wings. Through that long, adrenaline filled second. She could feel her heartbeat in her skull.

She dropped out of the way of its spread back talons, belly to the stone. The coldness of the bricks did not help to alleviate the fire on her. Slapping at the spit did little more than to spread it. It would either eat through her or use up its self-igniting fuel first. Pinnae fire was notoriously difficult to put out without water, as the fuel itself just lit back up when exposed to oxygen again.

It ate through the spittle quickly though, and Ilonia could groan out a sound of relief past the searing, lingering pain.

She crawled onto her hand and knees, looking up into the Pinnaes eye when it turned slowly. Its lips were pulled back to show off its horrible teeth. She held her bow in her hand not supporting her weight.

The Pinnaes body could only barely be seen without the reflective stripes on its body giving it away in the lantern light. 

With a squint, she could see Its fur was patchy around its mouth and its lips were pale with burns from its fire-spit being flared back at it. 

One eye had been severely damage by ilonias arrow. It had found its way through its cheek and into the eye socket.

A stream of blood dribbled down the feathers on the arrow and through its fur. It found itself pooled on the ground.

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“Lord Chien,” a prospect chimed, fingers brushing his arm. 

“My Crown,” another cooed as she batted her eyelids.

Midonian girls. Anemoian girls Draslix. Ishidan even.

Wives from all over shot the young king smiles and touched his hands.

They all kneeled and bowed and curtsied. 

Chien would never say weren't all very beautiful. They all had promise as good wives who offered dowry and deals.

He had been offered queens since before he was even crowned. Of course, they never expected him to truly get married so early, but marriage was a tool of politics.

He was offered more often after the title was given to him by his God.

He accepted twice. Pretty girls who's deals piqued his interest…

Things always seemed to fall through… He’d meet these girls. Iasis would speak with them. Azaiah would speak with them. Then, marriage would come quickly. 

Or course due to his age, he wasn't expected to consummate. This was simply a tool of politics.

The first wife he was married to at 13. Faye was the anxious type. Prone to bouts of panic and paranoia. She was a Midonian girl, and was the same age as him. 

Chien never understood why this girl hated him so much, but she was convinced that she was to live a miserable life under the Crown. She resented her kin for selling her off to the Aeraki. 

One night, while Chien slept soundly in his bed, he awoke to a sight too familiar to Aeraki men. 

Someone trusted standing over their bed, dagger glinting in the moonlight pouring in from the window. 

In that moment he was in the bodies of those before him.

Caius, Dikaiosyn. Skalono. His own father, Mavros presumably. 

Why?... He had not touched a hair on this girl. He doted on her in innocent ways. He offered her a place beside him on his throne, not below him… he had no answers at that moment. There was nothing but a ‘why?’ in that lingering moment where he knew he wouldn't be able to move fast enough to stop her from sinking her dagger into his body.

Faye brought the blade down into his rib and he let loose a horrible flash of lightning an instant later.

It went through the metal and into the girl. 

Flesh seared and the tips of her hair singed.

He screamed and sobbed as he held her twitching body in his arm, belting out for help. With his free hand he held the dagger and gasped out for air.

He was hauled to the infirmary, as was she. 

Chien, in that familiar infirmary bed, with Kid as his witness, quietly vowed.

He would never brighten a room like that again. His powers would remain inside him so long as he could help it. He couldn't hurt someone like that again… 

All while Kid changed out gauze and questioned the Crowns own sanity.

Chien, beside a wheelchair bound Faye, went to Father Braxton.

With his hand gripping his rib and a sorrowful look, the Crown requested annulment.

It was granted, given the circumstance of her actions and of the state of the girl.

Faye was sent back to Midonia with signed divorce papers and irreparable damage to her brain and body.

At 15, Chien was hopeful going into his second marriage.

Jovi was his 16 year old bride.

She was convinced of the sin of one's father, and the father's before. 

Chiens continued loyalty meant nothing to Jovi when the proud tradition of the Aerakis unfaithfulness followed the family the way it did. 

Chien could deal with the guards. He could deal with the servants.

He was pretty sure his creepy head knight had his gazes upon his young queen too.

He couldn’t deal with Fluvius Lutalo laughing at his misfortune. Teasing how he and his street boys spent the night with her, How she basically crawled into their laps… How Chien must be a bad lover.

Charge built, and Chien held his fists at his side. His knuckles went white, and his guts twisted. Sparks ran over his skin in a wash of numbness.

His smirk boiled the Crowns blood. He stared him down… He could sanction his death. He could have him whipped. He could strip him of everything right down to his name and exile him to the land beyond the walls of Aeraki.

If he let his anger get the best of him, Chien could bring down great power upon the autocrat of the Grigora!

He could punish him for his hubris, but… wrath like that was not the actions of the kind of the king that Chien decided he should be.

 He turned his back to the snickering. 

It wasn’t really Fluvius’ fault after all… It was Jovi.

[the-majestic-pterodactyl-senpai]

Who is your least favourite character in Ascendancy?

This is a really fucking good question, because in one way or another I love all of our characters and the things they represent.

Ascendancy has so many unlikable characters. Josef obviously, Alfonze, Bardhyl-Ilyr, Edgar, Lilith- Many characters that are evil and remain that way their whole lives. Xavier, who does horrible things his whole life (not anywhere on the same level as the previously mentioned characters of course). He kills people, rips men from their families. He goes to war against his brother. He was a tyrant who executed people with very little reason. He is not a good person. There are many reason that could be given as to why he is the way he is, like the abuse he suffered as a child, but I feel like even if he lived a relatively happy life he would still do the things he does. Josef's manipulation did not drive him to murder, Xavier himself was in control of that the entire time.

To try and answer your question... The only characters that I really dislike is probably Wilfur or Carmen. Both are men that take the evils of the above characters and amplify it to ten. They have no redeeming qualities, they have never done any good in their life. All of their actions are only for the sake of causing pain. Born evil, if you will.

[constellation-sapphic]

Some things I’ve noticed during my re-listen of riptide now that I’ve just got to episode 50, in no particular order

• Gillion is much more okay with murder than I remember

• Chip is much less okay with harm and murder than I remember

• As I’ve previously posted, Chip and Gillion are much more touchy in the beginning than I remember, then after the kiss that eases up kinda? At least as far as I’ve noticed

• Gillion only started with the titles during the desire island storyline

• Apple stays near Jay most of the time

• Duke d dookum or however you spell it is a Goliath and that whole thing did not take place in a cave like I first imagined for some reason

• how much Earl’s, Ollie’s, and Gil’s voices changed over the campaign

• In this re-listen I’ve been looking for places where Jay might slip up a little bit and show the audience that she was undercover, and I just don’t think there is any. I think that she loved her crew from the start. Maybe that’s how she rationalized it to herself, because obviously the daughter of a navy admiral running away with pirates would be treasonous, but I don’t think she believed it for long.

• Chip gets attached to Ollie so quickly, like immediately

• Jay at one point, jokingly: “this kid’s never gonna get home” do you hear me crying

Chip at one point: “I don’t want to hear about his dad” and also constantly calling him his son so soon DO YOU HEAR ME CRYING

• Dugon ate the luxbris pearl and I can’t remember how they get it back

• Caspian lowkey flirting with Jay during Jack the Jolly Roger?? Did I comprehend that right idk

• Their pirate oath :)

• how they beat the baron by gillion putting him in a bubble, then everyone (mostly la alma) beating the shit out of him AND THEN LEAVING HIM TO AN ANGRY CROWD

• in the casino in Edison kingdom this grown ass woman flirting with Ollie? Or that’s what Ollie took it as but anywayyy they had a king to kill and orphans to save

• puddle was named by Ollie, and Ollie can speak celestial because he can communicate with Puddle

• Alfonze lost an arm during the big fight in Edison kingdom, and I don’t think he ever got another one but I may be wrong

End of list bc I’m tired

[aevumdaily]

NIGHTMARE MOSS: A LIVING NIGHTMARE? 

Kaden Alfonz, a Professor of Botanical Studies at Arcanus University was found encased in Nightmare Moss this morning. Students reported his disappearance, having first noticed that Professor Alfonz was more tired than usual during his lectures. The man was found in his office by AIPD droid units, which were subsequently infected by the moss’ roots. 

Kristina Umbera, the chancellor of Arcanus University, has issued an evacuation statement across the campus, urging students and staff to access their nearest moss shelter. As of reporting, five more AIU staff members, and twelve students who were in contact with Professor Alfonz have also reported symptoms of the Nightmare Moss.

Professor Alfonz’s symptoms included: sleeplessness, lightheadedness, forgetfulness, and for some: an overly cheerful disposition.

Deep infection of the Nightmare Moss may also result in the moss growing on and around one’s person. Students who worked alongside the professor noticed that he had also entered hallucinogenic states, where his eyes would turn magenta as he would discuss the moss’ properties with an inappropriate amount of glee.

[aspiringwarriorlibrarian]

Got something like this:

Alfonz The Everdarker: Master of the dark arts from beyond the veil, victor of the thousand challenges of the burning abyss, usurper of the of the great mage city of eternity.

Looked way more impressive when he had a body he swears.

Angelina The Gods Champion: Greatest warrior of the seven realities, defeater of the Devouring Starbeasts, one and only wielder of the demon vanquishing weapons of eternal peace.

Likes eating fruit and taking nap. Slays evil wizards when she is gets bored.

This is a story I can get behind.

[roll-a-troll]

Name: Sai Skalbi Alfonz Ancestor: The Powerful Strife Specibus: spoonkind Blood Color and Sign: Teal; Libies Handle: conjunctiveAce Lusus: grilse mom Pronouns: he/him and they/them Age: 40 sweeps Interests: beatboxing and films Sexuality: fluid Class: Muse Land: Land of Quartz and Vapor, a helpful place, with frantic Northern Alligator Lizard consorts. It is a place full of villages and vallies. Iapetus wants to play. Quirk: speak with perfect diction and duplicate your d's via roll-a-troll https://ift.tt/XI7gd3w, do as you please

[liroyalty]

The second generation of dragons to come after the 6 Conquering Dragons, is nearly as well documented as the first, as these were the dragons seen as the starting point of the original Big 3 Dragonriding Family's origin into actually becoming dragonriders. The Big 3 originals consistent of the Royal House of Kronascre, House Black & House Kresnica, in which the royal house wedded their daughters Princess Anastazija & Princess Helenana to the lords of House Black & House Kresnica & gifted the offspring dragon eggs to hatch in their newborn's cribs. While being the second most important generation, their profiles vary greatly, as some did great deeds, while others were simply pets & egg markers.

The Dragons Hatched by House Black -

Daemamyx, who was hatched by Alfonz R. Black, Firstborn Son & later Lord of the House

Evax, who was hatched by Mirjam B. Black, Firstborn Daughter

Vallei, who was hatched by Ivana Y. Black, Secondborn Daughter

Oranžnokrilo, who was hatched by Srečko I. Black, Secondborn Son

Candifyre, who was hatched by Teoij H. Black, Thirdborn Son

The Black Family's final daughter(thirdborn) would not hatch a dragon egg, but would tame her mother's she-dragon Valrgon later in life after Anastazija's death

The Dragons Hatched by House Kresnica -

Duke, who was hatched by Ajatana F. Kresnica, Firstborn Daughter

Nerayx, who was hatched by Frančiška A. Kresnica, Secondborn Daughter

Terrax, who was hatched by Katarina C. Kresnica, Fourthborn Daughter

Sapphire, who was hatched by Lenarj W. Kresnica, Secondborn Son

The Kresnica Family would also have two children(2 daughters, their thirdborn & their fifthborn) who would not hatch a dragon egg & never bond with a dragon. Jadran N. Kresnica, Firstborn Son & later Lord of the House, would also not hatch a dragon, but would tame his mother's she-dragon Skya later in life after Helenana's death

The Dragons Hatched by the Royal House Kornascre -

Skya, who was hatched at the very end of the 6 Conquering Dragons era, by the 2nd Princess Helenana L. od Kronascre, who would later become the Lady of House Kresncia

Rayzyx, who would be hatched by Dalibor II, Crown Prince & Dragon's Heir, later the third King of Dracondia Scre

Cynder, who would be hatched by Svetlana, 1st Princess of Dracondia Scre

Havel, who would be hatched by Imrich, 2nd Prince of Dracondia Scre

Zeleno, who would be hatched by Samuel, 3rd Prince of Dracondia Scre

Asha, who would be hatched by Riško, 4th Prince of Dracondia Scre

The Royal House also had a 5th Prince, Tadeáš, but he would fail to hatch his dragon egg & would tame Aerolon as a young boy

Skya

Skya was actually the first dragon of the next generation to be hatched, & a royal dragon to boot. She was the mount of the 2nd Princess Helenana L. od Kresnica, before she was married the lord of House Kresnica, & was also first to be hatched of Rozefyre's broodline. Her coloration was that of a bright yellow, with red membranes along her neck & tail, white horns around her face, red eyes & small detailing of black. Skya was expected to be of the same make & build as her mother, so was not expected to be suited for flight until much later in life or battle at all. However, Helenana's strong bond with Skya, proved otherwise & allowed her grow quite quickly, making her able to be rod within a few years. There is some debate as to whether Skya is a dragon of the first generation, as her rider was apart of the first generation of New Dracondian Dragonriders, or if she was the start of the second generation, as she was not hatched along side the other dragons of the first generation on Old Dracondia. Skya lived a long 201 years before her passing, having had 3 riders in total(including Helenana) & left behind what would become the standard of the Rozefyre broodline: a clutch of 3 eggs

Daemamyx

Daemamyx was the next to follow after Skya, though was still many years younger then the she-dragon. He was from the broodline of Valrgon & Aerolon, & the mount of Lord Alfonz R. Black, who would become the Lord of House Black later on. Daemanyx held a light brown coloration, which became a pale brown on his underside, with orange eyes. His wing membranes with a fixed brown color, with dark grey horns around his head & his claws being of a similar color. He was also most known for the hanging skin on his neck, which would vibrate when he roared. House Black often likes to try & rewrite history, saying that Daemamyx was a pure black colored dragon of Valrgon & Senčnokrilo's brood, as he is House Black's most well known dragon. Daemamyx served as the mount of 6 other riders of House Black, including another Lord of the House, & lived a longer lifespan then any of the 6 conquering dragons, 244 years old. He was also a war time dragon during those many years, seeing his riders into combat & bringing them home safely on many occasions & was one of the dragon involved in the ambush & killing of the she-dragon Cynder. Such is why House Black tries to rewrite his lineage as the most honored one of dragonkind, & recolor him as the namesake color of their house.

Evax

Evax followed shortly after Daemamyx, hatched by a year apart from each other, as was her rider, Lady Mirjam B. Black born by a year after her older brother. The she-dragon was one of Rozefyre's 3 offspring she left behind before her passing. Evax had a mostly pure orange coloration, including orange eyes, but with hints of white in the horns around her head, neck, back & at the ends of her wings. There is no outstanding facts or history to Evax, aside from a mention she enjoyed stealing sheep from Dracondian farmers to feast on. For some reason, this is yet another dragon that House Black tries to recolor as a black dragon to suit their house standard name. It's unclear when Evax died or how many riders she had after Mirjam, but she was known to have laid the 3 clutch of eggs the Rozefyre Broodline is known for.

Duke

Duke was expected to be a she-dragon, as he is one of Rozefyre's 3 offspring, & the other two has already hatched & shown to be female. As such, he was given to Lady Ajatana F. Kresnica, only for everyone to be shocked the dragonet within was actually a male dragon. Duke was of a deep red coloration, with orange wing membranes & a large amount of black spikes along his body, as well as having a black pointed tail suited for combat & impressive black horns on his head. His eyes were known to be red as well. He was a very regal looking dragon, so many believed the name of Duke befitting of him. He bonded with his rider all the same, starting a belief that the gender of both the dragon & his rider is not a factor when forming magical bonds. Duke & Ajatana were actually one of the few in House Kresnica that had a strong bond in the early years of the House's history, & many believe it was because of their matching regal personalities. Both Ajatana & Duke were the firstborns of house Kresnica, the firstborn child & firstborn dragon, as such, many expectations were placed on their shoulders, doubly so as three other members of the family fail to hatch their dragon eggs, & they were molded to fit the parts to befit them. Both dragon & rider saw much time in battle, even after Ajatana's death, Duke would be claimed by other riders of house Kresnica & would leave a clutch of 3 eggs behind with his mateship with Valrgon & another 3 with Vallei. He would die later, being the second of two dragons that would be killed by the she-dragon Cynder, after Duke's then-rider challenged Cynder's then-rider to a duel.

Vallei

Vallei was the mount of Lady Ivana Y. Black, a she-dragon of Valrgon & Aerolon's broodline. Vallei was a of a lighter red coloration, with yellow wing membranes, a white underbelly & a mixing of black & white horns along her head. Red spikes also ran along her spine & she had bright yellow eyes. There is little known about Vallei, other then her being described as a 'lazy & wonton dragon', which apparently fitted Ivana perfectly, as she was called 'The Lady of Sleep' & was believed to have spent more of her life sleeping then awake; something that irked the rest of the Black Family to no ends. Vallei lived a very long life, of almost 300 years, one of the longest of dragonkind, & gave birth to many egg clutches from her mateships with Vritrax, Duke, & other younger dragons.

Nerayx

Nerayx was the mount of Lady Frančiška A. Kresnica, a she-dragon of Vritrax's broodline. She had a build very similar to that of Senčnokrilo, making some believe that she was actually from his broodline instead. Her coloration was a deep green, with hints of brown on her neck & wing-membranes, her horns were a deep grey & her eyes were a jade green. Nerayx & Frančiška were a pair who were notorious for having a strained magical bond, as the she-dragon & her rider did not agree on most things. When Frančiška wanted to go for a fly, Nerayx did not & would refuse to take to the sky, when Nerayx did want to fly, she would often leave without word or disregard she rider's command not to move. Frančiška's inability to control her dragon made her the laughing stock of the Big 3 Families, & she often yelled out her woes to Nerayx, resulting in screaming & roaring matches between the two. Nerayx would later form a mateship with the much younger dragon Sapphire, both resulting in both dragons no longer listening to their riders, & many clutches of eggs being born between the two.

Rayzyx

Rayzyx was the second royal mount of the second generation, & was the first dragon of Valrgon & Senčnokrilo's broodline to be hatched. He was the mount of the second Crown Prince of Dracondia Scre & third King, Dalibor T. od Kronascre II; who named after his Grandfather. Many were hoping that the offspring of Valrgon & Senčnokrilo would produce a dragon with a black coloration like his broodfather's, but were surprised when Rayzyx appeared with neither black or red scales as him primary color, but instead bronze scales for his primary with only spots of red, with traces of white on his underbelly & blue along his wing membranes; his eyes were red. He was mostly known for the third horn that stuck out on his forehead & cured backwards. Rayzyx was called 'The Bronze Fury', as he was to become no stranger to war times throughout his life, even as a still growing dragonet, he was often involved in his rider's squabbles with his siblings & their bonded dragons.

Cynder

Cynder was the mount of 1st Princess Svetlana H. od Kronascre, & was from the broodline of Valrgon & Aerolon. This she-dragon's coloration was a deep purple, with a magenta underbelly & wing membranes, as well as white horns around her face & blue eyes. The 1st Princess was the only daughter the Dragonlord would ever have at the time, as thus, she bonded extremely heavily with Cynder & adored her beyond measure, the only other female the princess had in her life besides her mother, resulting in Cynder growing the fastest of the second generation. Cynder was once regarded as the 4th & then 5th largest dragon in New Dracondian history, but has sense been knocked down from both titles. Svetlana was often caught in the middle of the fighting between her 5 brother, & was the only one who could dismantle the fighting without it coming to violence, & that was in no small part because of Cynder, whom stood loyally by her rider's side when possible; if the 5 brother's love & protectiveness for their only sister did not stop them, Cynder's imposing figure & ear piercing roar did. Cynder also fought in wars later in life, including a civil war with her second rider, in which she is successfully killed two other dragons & their riders(in two separate battles), before dying herself in another battle by being ambushed by four other dragons at once, one of which included one of the 6 conquering dragons, Vritrax. Cynder has hench been called historically as 'The Monster that Scared other Monsters'.

Oranžnokrilo

Oranžnokrilo was the mount of Lord Srečko I. Black & of Valrgon & Senčnokrilo's broodline. Oranžnokrilo was name both, for his primarily orange coloration & after his broodfather. He also had pink horns & spikes going down his spine & tail, & bloodshot red eyes. He was a very thin & slender dragon with a small wingspan, making him more of a flyer then a fighter. So while he had no the size that made him an ideal war-time dragon, he did have the speed. While most of his life, he has no outstanding feats, especially while under his first rider Srečko, he was later remarked as one of the four dragons used to ambush & kill the she-dragon Cynder. Oranžnokrilo & his then-rider were famously used as the bait the lure Cynder & her then-rider away from the battlefield & into the spot of the ambush, as Oranžnokrilo, then later in life, was to small & shift to reliably be caught by the much larger & slower Cynder.

Havel

Havel was the royal dragon hatched from one of the two eggs from Nasiluna, & was the mount of the 2nd Prince Imrich Z. od Kronascre. He was a large white dragon of mostly that single shade of white, safe for the slightly dark grey of his wing membranes & his azure blue eyes. He was called 'White Death' in his prime, as he would become a well experienced war dragon. He once held the title as the 5th largest dragon in New Dracondian history, but has sense been knocked down from that title. Like with the other 4 princes & their dragons, Havel was there for Imrich while he got into often arguments with his brothers, & stood fast to defend him, expect for when Svetlana & Cynder appeared, or when Riško & Asha were present; as all of the royal dragons were terrified of Cynder & Asha was his only brood-sister, whom it seemed he could never bring himself to harm. After Imrich, Havel would have 2 other riders, & it is with his third rider he would die with, as three other dragonriders would bring them down from the skies together during a civil war. Havel would die at the age of 102, leaving no eggs behind.

Zeleno

Zeleno was a royal dragon of Valrgon & Aerolon's broodline, & the mount of the 3rd Prince Samuel A. od Kronascre. His coloration of a bright green, in which he was named after, being nearly entirely green, safe for the ends of his wings being a pale yellow. It's believed he is a rare dragon that inherited his coloration from his parents, the parent in question in this case being Aerolon. Zeleno was like other royal dragons of the time, in which he participated in the feud between brothers that the 5 Dracondian Princes had, one of which was his rider. Samuel had no particular love for Zeleno, & was noted to have wished he had his Eldest brother Dalibor's dragon Rayzyx instead. Because of such, it's believe the 3rd Prince had a lacking bond with his dragon, & thus is why Zeleno was such a small dragon through most of his life. Zeleno did not take another rider after Samuel, & instead spent the rest of his years with his life-long & much bigger mate, Asha.

Terrax

Terrax was the mount of Lady Katarina C. Kresnica, & was of the broodline of Vritrax, the first of this bloodline. Terrax was a green scaled dragon, whose coloration become a pale yellow on her underside. She had yellow eyes & had black horns atop her head & at the crown of her wings, she was most known for these black horns, as she has two twin horns on either side of her head & an extra third one as her nose. Having those nose horn made Terrax unable to smell anything, & it was seen as a deformity among dragonkind. She was remarked as being quite small under her first rider, but was quite large by the time she was claimed by her second rider, & was considered a candidate for one of the 5 largest dragons in New Dracondia. Terrax was an impressive wartime dragon with her second rider, during a civil war, making use of her nose horn, as she would ram into other dragons to severely wound them. She was one of the four dragons used to ambush the she-dragon Cynder, using such a method on the large purple monster. Supposedly, Terrax slammed into Cynder so hard at one point, the force broke her nose horn, which would contribute to her death a few months later.

Sapphire

Sapphire was the first egg of the she-dragons Skya's to hatch, making him a descendant of Rozefyre's broodline. He was the mount of Lord Lenarj W. Kresnica & was specifically choose by his mother Helenana for him. He was named after the gem by which his coloration matched, as he was a perfectly all blue dragon. Sapphire & Lenarj had difficultly getting along, as Lenarj was over-eager & stubborn, while Sapphire was lay back & calm. Because of this, Sapphire often ignored his rider's orders & did as he pleased instead. This only worsened after Sapphire & Nerayx becomae mates, in which they often completely ignored their riders & only acted in each other & their own interests. The two dragons ended up having many egg clutches together

Asha

Asha was the royal mount of the 4th Prince, Riško R. od Kronascre, & was the second of only two eggs of the she-dragon Nasiluna. Asha's only brood sibling was Havel, & the two shared the primary color of white scales, but like Havel, Asha was a far more colorful creature, having black scales on her underside & horns, as well as black dotted about her body. She also had a very rich pattern of white black & red along her wings, as well as red neck membranes & a trance of red scales along her face; caped with red eyes. Asha is often called 'The Beauty' for being one of the most beautiful dragons in history. Where her brood brother had no eggs, Asha laid a few clutches in her time with her life-long & much smaller mate Zeleno, assuring the Nasiluna broodline continued, but would take no other riders after Prince Riško. She died at the ripe age of 187.

Candifyre

Candifyre was the final dragon of the second generation, from Vritrax's brodline. She was named for both her light red coloration, & to honor Rozefyre, whom her rider, Teoij H. Black, adored the story of. The she-dragon sported soft blues on the back of her legs, wing membranes, the middle section of her tail & around her face & horns. Light red spikes traveled down her neck & the base of her tail, while her tail ended with the shape of a fish's tail. Not much is known about Candifyre, other then she as known as a small dragon with large wings, making her more fitted to flying then fighting, & that she was a very gentle dragon. Her life ended tragically early, as she was killed by Cynder during the early years of a civil war in Dracondia; the first of two. Historians debate if Cynder killing Candifyre was a tragic accident or purposeful act of malice.

[nexux-point]

I mean from what I remember, wasn't his uncle. alfonze, a knight too? Maybe he'll just think he's a good knight like his uncle! There's also Sir Raven who was really nice to him and looks like a younger Time!

(Oh god, imagine he gets worried that sky would die like his uncle did and being anxious that they're going to leave cuz no one is going to stay with him. Everyone always leaves eventually, especially if it's an adventure)

Snail: Little Legend’s Initial Impressions of the Chain

Legend’s opinions of the Chain will change as the story progresses, but i wanted to post his first thoughts so we can compare as further chapters come out

Sky: comforting, protective, safe Wind: protective, safe Twilight: wolf=bad, wary, unsure Warriors: knight=bad, wary, confusing Time: knight?=bad, wary Four: unsure Hyrule: unsure Wild: unsure

[emarli-the-doodler]

Say hello to Alfonz!!😊

A soft-spoken goat with a german accent, and a sad arc Ask questions abt him if u wanna! :D

[capseisen]

Stocktober... is finally stockt-over. (Click to view them-- ew that compression)

I tried doing Stocktober last year but burnt out, and the previous year I was far too ambitious. This year I went into it with an idea in mind: how would a few of my characters draw?

Of course, Stocktober is ran by @null-entity-- super glad you moved over to Tumblr!

HQ [Toyhouse] Versions: [Ke'tlan] | [Valentín] | [Alfonz] | [Satcha]

[thesacredtwink]

@bokettochild

I'm working on my Groose painting and I put in the tiny bird (just one for some asymmetry) and he's??? Too cute??? Still rough but just the most adorable thing ever and I love him so much.

[dragonfelling]

Snippet Sunday! - Hand in hand, They watched it burned.

Something I wrote last week!

-TW for mentions of domestic abuse

Jeremias hands were cold, calloused and hard. Hands familiar to Gwen. 

Hands of Gwen's husband and captor. 

Hands of their Father, heavy and strong.

But they were the hands of her brother. Gentle things that shook. His grip was firm but did not hurt.

Their hands were calloused in the same ways. His from scalpel, hers from pen.

Their bones were broken in the same way. Fractures along metacarpals and tendons torn to ribbons. Violence towards them broke these fragile, delicate things.

Splintered and violated, they could still spread kindling and strike a match.

Hand in hand, they watched it all burn down. This was never Jeremias’ home, and for Gwen this house was nothing more than a cage. 

Gwen held a case of her documents and papers in her free hand and Jeremias held his matchbox and blade.

Gwen was the eldest sibling. She had seen it all. She had witnessed the birth of both of her brothers. She witnessed the birth of youngest Jeremias and the death of their mother in the following hours. 

She had seen how this boy beside her cowarded. How the light in his eyes shifted after Callahan had disappeared in the night.

Jeremias was the youngest, though his soul was aged beyond his years by the time he hit his teens. He witnesses how his sister was passed onto a man with a charm, a silver tongue and a gold tooth. He shuddered at the way Alfonze coiled around her. Feigned sweetness until a ring bound her to his body.

He witnessed how the fire in her eyes shifted. 

Now, they both witnessed everything crumble into embers. They were free now, as free as the smoke that rose into the heavens. 

As free as the Losimos on the streets. As free as the Pinnae in the sky.

Hot air bellowed from the stomach of the beast. Wooden floorboards peeled and the walls groaned as support beams buckled.

Jeremias turned his head to look into the red reflections off Gwen's eyes. He didn't speak, and neither did she. 

A blessing came in the form of rain. It doused them, making their shirts stick to skin and hair lay miserably against their foreheads and necks. 

It poured upon Aeraki and kept the McCullough house, fighting the flames working to destroy the ranch property. It wouldn’t extinguish the flames but it would prevent the fire from catching the land around it.

[houseaegir]

I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned this wip before, one of my vaguely Ferdigard ones, I was rereading it last night and felt like sharing idk

It’s still a first draft and I know Edelgard’s dialogue sounds weird and not like how she really talks but I’m working on it.

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She’s sneaking from her room in the dead of night, too stifled by stone walls and low ceilings to breathe freely, when she notices the light spilling from Ferdinand’s cracked open door. Muffled noises reach the hallway, the rustling of fabric and the light clink of metal on metal handled with exceeding care. Thoughts of fresh air abandoned, Edelgard creeps closer and peers through the gap in the door. Ferdinand’s back is to her as he stands over his half filled traveling trunk, fully dressed despite the hour. His hair is ruffled, like he’s been running his fingers through it, and every muscle in his body sings with tension.

Edelgard knocks on the doorframe as she pushes the door open wider. “Are you leaving?” She said he could, that any of the black eagles could leave and she would not stop them. But seeing one of them, even - perhaps especially - Ferdinand, take her up on that offer leaves her heart feeling heavy.

Ferdinand does not look up from his packing. “I do not know.” Restless fingers muss his hair further before he finally turns to meet her. “Would you like me to?”

She doesn’t like that wild, desperate glint in his eye. There’s something deeper at play here, but Ferdinand is ever difficult for her to read.

“I won’t stop you from leaving, but- I’d rather you stayed.”

“Truly? You cannot tell me you want me here. I am not- stupid, Edelgard. I am aware of how much you all hate me. When my room is found empty in the morning, you will all breathe a sigh of relief now that you no longer have to put up with that insufferable fop.”

Edelgard can’t help it, her jaw drops. Every pointed comment and cruel remark over the past year that had seemed to bounce harmlessly off Ferdinand’s back had, in truth, unerringly found their target. With her eyes now opened, she can vividly see the verbal arrows protruding from his chest, their barbed heads sunk deep into his heart and impossible to extract without further damage.

Not for the first time - and certainly not for the last - Edelgard finds herself wishing it had been one of her siblings who had survived instead of her. Alfonz would have known exactly what to say. Friede’s quiet compassion could have Ferdinand feeling heard and understood without a word. But Edelgard is just Edelgard, her best attempts at comfort awkward and stitled and, somehow, all Ferdinand has in this moment.

Ferdinand turns back to his trunk, but merely grabs the edge with clenched fists. “Not that it matters anyway. With an entire year of chances, I have still failed to prove my usefulness to you. The other Eagles all have their niche, but there is no place here for merely an inferior copy of you.”

“Usefulness?” Is that what this has all been about? A year of petty rivalry because Ferdinand - proud, boastful Ferdinand - was somehow blind to his unique contributions?

“I was supposed to be your Prime Minister. To advise you and provide sound counsel and keep you on the right path. But what else has this farce of a rivalry proven but that I am entirely unfit to guide you? Everything I strive for, you do better - effortlessly. You win the respect of our classmates, shrug off hits that would devastate me,” a disbelieving laugh “discover a talent for dark magic when I can barely handle the normal stuff. You even deposed my father before I had the chance.”

Ferdinand wanted to depose his own father? Okay, put a pin in that for later.

“Have you ever seen me on horseback, Ferdinand?”

That brought him up short. “Wha-? I- No?”

“I’m pretty terrible at it, all told. Getting from place to place is alright but on the battlefield? I’d get myself killed in minutes. Do you know who the most skilled equestrian in the Black Eagles is? With the longest history of riding, and the most knowledgeable about training, care, equipment, tactics, counter-tactics. . .” She trails off as Ferdinand only stares at her, like he can’t see where she’s going with this. Well, it is the middle of the night and he’s had a long day. She can cut him some slack

“It’s you, dummy.” Okay, not too much slack.  “You say you haven’t found your niche with the Eagles, but I thought it was obvious from day one. Besides, have you seen yourself on the battlefield? I can take a hit, but you flow around the enemy like water, as catchable as the wind. My armor has to be all but completely replaced after each fight, when was the last time you had even a dent in yours?”

[iolite-wyvern-art]

how about Al, Ferrel, and/or Chkepi for the OC worldbuilding post you made owo!!

OKAY I’m gonna start with Al cuz I keep missing his birthday lol I just realized this is on my art blog so I’m gonna go with normal/not-troll Al for this one! I’ll probably also do one for fantroll Al later. 

Also this is Very Long so I’m gonna put it under a Read More 

Who are they? Full name? -  Alfonz Matisse Eichel  Nicknames? -  Al Gender/pronouns? -  cis guy, he/him Orientation? -  Gay, possibly somewhere on the ace spectrum? Age/Birthday? -  20, September 16th Fun fact! Zodiac? - Virgo!

What’s their personality? Major good traits? -  Patient, kind, smart  Major flaws? - Nit-picky, overly emotional, self-depreciating  Goals? - Graduate college, become a professional illustrator  Fears? - heights, bugs, Optimistic or pessimistic? -  Generally kinda pessimistic but not overly so Introvert, extrovert, or ambivert? -  Mostly introverted, save for the select few people he likes Empathetic or un-empathetic? - Generally empathetic.  Do they wait and plan or dive right in? -  Waits and plans Do they go with the flow or forge their own path? -  Tends to just follow/go with the flow Fun fact! Other defining traits? - He can be very sarcastic, and seems edgier than he actually is, can seem kinda cold when you first meet him

Relations to the world? Who’s their family? - He lives with his dad, his parents got divorced. He also has a couple cousins that he likes, Melanie and Darcy. And another cousin that I forgot about and am reworking. Where are they from? -  Lannet City  Where do they live now? - Carlen Port Do they have a job? If so, what is it? - He works part time at Fantasy Hot Topic lol How are they with technology? - Rarely seen without his phone, decent at social media  Connections to religion or spirituality? - Nope Powers or magic? - NA Fun fact! Connections to the lore? - This world doesn’t have a lot of Lore yet lol

Favorites? Favorite season/weather? - Fall!  Favorite place? - He really likes the public library.  Favorite food? -  Blackberry muffins  Favorite clothes/accessories? - His long hoodie and the choker Rin gave him.  Favorite animal? - Bats!!!  Favorite/most frequently used mode of transportation? - He usually just walks places.  Favorite holiday? - Halloween!!  Hobbies? - Reading and making miniatures! Also dabbles in embroidery, whittling, and sewing  Favorite thing about themself? - “I’m very detail-oriented.”  Fun fact! Favorite [fill in the blank]? - One of his favorite webcomics is Homestuck, for obvious reasons. 

Relationships? Best friends? -  Rin has been his best friend for years! The two of them are also close with Troy. Closest family member? - Probably Melanie, they’re on similar emotional wavelengths  Partner/s? - He currently has a boyfriend named Jesse (who I often forget about RIP)  What organizations/clubs/etc are they in? - DnD! Probably also in a book club, and sometimes hangs out with the other art majors. Who are their antagonists? - He’s a nerd so he still gets bullied sometimes. There’s at least one other art major   Fun fact! What are they like with their best friend or partner? - He and Rin playfully tease each other endlessly, but they do really care about each other. They also tell the stupidest jokes lol