#DarkElves

[andysuriano]

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[bargainbingoth]

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[clawbertsclan]

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[alia-turin]

Blood & Bones Chapter 3 is out: 

Bleis fell from one fever dream to another. He couldn’t say if he was awake or not, he saw faces from the past, his father telling him to grow up, and his brother laughing at him for his childish dreams. Then he woke up, or at least he thought he woke up. Eroel was screaming and cursing at him. More dreams followed nightmares and memories that had not haunted him for years but now are returning to him. Someone gave him water, and the dream continued, his old teacher telling him about Elysia, the land of the elves where war never ended, and young Bleis starting to dream of glory. Idealism and legends meeting disappointment.

When he finally opened his eyes, he could not believe he was awake or alive. The surrounding made no sense to him, and Bleis couldn’t remember how he got there. It appeared he was in a single room of a house. He was lying on a bed. Across from him were a chest of drawers, a table with two chairs in the center, and a few counters serving as a kitchen with various jars on top. No decoration to speak of, only items that had purpose. He tried to get up, but sharp pain cut through his abdomen, and he barely moved just a few inches. 

He felt soft fingers on his damp skin and turned to his left. The dark room and his tired eyes must be playing tricks on him. Next to Bleis was a woman with long black hair falling over her shoulders, her skin was the pale, almost white color of night elves, and her big purple eyes were locked on him. He must be dead because wherever Eroel had dragged him, he couldn’t imagine a creature like that existed. 

“Are you a ghost…” Bleis barely said as his throat was so dry, it hurt talking. 

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[notallfay]

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[daisysama]

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[chimerinshine]

Some doodles/quick sketch of the ocs i make (well i was thinking i might do a movie or comics at the future cause dang it was hard but ehh) anyways..This are some of"The Darkeners" or "The Dark Ones" which they all live in a dark world and can sometimes enter the world of light or hopeland. Always remember not all darkeners are evil. ALRIGHT! enough talkin'. Lemme introduce them to you..

(I think texts for each image will work sooo...yeah double descript it)

•Monster Blanket or Blanky for short.

Silly name for a monster right? Well...i feel bad for peeps who love to wrap themselves in the warm blankets. Cause you never know that was him. He is the younger brother of the Boogeyman. And he literally love to diguise himself as normal blanket then started eating peeps if he was hungry but if not he scared peeps to death (well mostly kids). He also have sharp thin claws and big yellow eyes and some visible sharp shadowy teeths that also appears when he show himself. He is a big boi. He can also change his blanket color to have a perfect diguise of a normal blankets of peeps. He belongs to dark world and sometimes travels in human world to go for scare hunt well at least his brother Boogey is not worst as him

•Dark Elves⚫🧝‍♂️🧝‍♀️

I just draw one cause there's so many of them. They are taller than normal elves normal elves average height is 2-3ft while them is 4-5ft. They have palish skin and almost all of them have scars cause they love fighting and a rough ones. Also they have pure black pitch eyes and wear such dark amors or leather armors (this proves they hunt other animals yeshh). They also have spiky helmets and sharp black claws. They all have different styles of outfit and claws and teeths, speaking of teeth, they also have sharp teeths and some are crooked (yup some of them don't know what is brush your teeth at all Toothfairy will be so disappointed at them reason why they hate them too). They love meats and drink alcoholic beverages

Also Females and Males have differences too. Females are thinner and faster and love to wear leather skirts and also use animal bones (or someone's) as their acessories. Males some of them can be well a stubby one (short and chubby) but some have normal weight and thinner they are stronger than normal elves and much wilder and rougher and also they love a beers/whines etc.. so much. Males also the one who build houses and make deadly weapons Males are crazier and more on killing machine. Females are meaner

They all belong to the dark world and belong to Krampus's domain (yes the evil demon goat santa one). And oh! They also make dark toys which is a very deadly one.

They know a little bit of dark magic

•Asmodeus❣😈

Ahh yes the King Of Lust, The Demon of Lust, Love- ya know what? just don't come near at him. He will do anything to get you on him. He is always onto well...18+ stuffs. He also a yandere one he can kill ya and obssessed with ya if he didn't get what he wanted or to be desired in love then you will be a goner. He can be also a Pansexual. He also go into the human world to date peeps. His eyes changes color green to reddish pink. He also have a very charming and smooth voice. Also when you look at his eyes you be hypnotized and force to have love with him. His true form is a big humanoid goat boi. He lives in hell which also can be found deep in the dark world. He can be found at 3rd pathway of hell which aka as 3rd ring.

He has supernatural or demonic powers

Sandman aka Blickfang👁🦉🗡

His real name is Coppelius (yeah he is literally based off on ETA Hoffmann's Sandman which a dark one not the dream giver one) He appears as humanoid creature, he has palish skin, a little bit thin, wear dirty green olive cloaks and clothings, stripe socks and some black leather shoes, he also have long white ash hair, golden yellow eyes (black pitch if he reveals his true form), have pointy ears, torn up gloves, have a black belt strap with golden outlines and designs and have golden eye buckle (some confuse if it was part of his or not) and also have some sanddust (probably use for taking eyes), some ancient knife, hourglass, he sometimes also carries a large sack (probably full of people's eyes and meteronomes) he also have metronomes ticking in different speed (yike just run when you hear one).

He's an evilcounter part of Ole Lukoie aka The Sandman or Mr Sandman (which based off on Hans Christian the dream giver one). And he's taller than him he is 7 footer one (with his true form he is even more taller well ya know owls:^). His true form are owl monster (reason why sometimes he acts like an owl or hissing and make such unusual noises) He appear as humanoid owl creature he has black eyes and longer eyebrows and have owl feather on his body parts fingerless gloves are his claws.Yup he is a scary ass owl man.

He has offsprings owlettes in the darkside of cresent moon cause that's where his domain and nest is,his wife was still unknown, when you sleepless he visits you or even force you to be awake in your sleep with some loud and strange noises he making and then throws or blew a sanddust in your eye to literally put you to forever sleep aka dead boi :^ . Well, when that happens it was well...bloody mess, nightmarish, traumatizing scene. His purpose tooking eyes of people is to feed his offsprings or his to be his food. When he is not satisfied he can go to flesh (yikes :<). He also very protective to his young ones. He used mostly his true form on his domain. Oh! he's older than Ole btw.

He only appears at cresent moon time reason why Ole always observe it and be alert so that he can protect people from him. Some believe he hates it but not really he just worries when it has darkest shadow. Ole was like the Santa who mostly loved by children and Coppelius is like Krampus who mostly feared by children. And Coppeliuse always have creepy smile and small pupils. He also have supernatural abilities

•Black Bishop [Chess Piece] ♟

(I only draw Black Bishop one cause they are so sooo many anyways..)

All of the Chess Pieces has hidden monstrous mouth (purpose? well..for literally eating their opponents) Black ones are worser than the Whites. All black chess live in a dark world (obviously). While White ones lives beyond the heavenly gates. They can move in anyways or normally as others.

Anyways, Black Bishop, wears hooded black robe with golden eye symbols and his robe have crimson red outlines and he has pointy ears and palish skin and more sharper long teeth once hebwill eat you. He act kind at 1st has role of an untruthful prophets, he is more darker and more faker than White Bishop. He is very merciless one and also have sin of lust. He also do blood sacrifices and stuffs. He also an ambusher and a sniper and can be the Black Queen's assassin. He has a nickname of "Headshooter" Cause he love to headshot his target. Yez, he is a type of piece who always keep deadly weapons that includes the strongest guns. He has a staff which is also contains dark magic also can turn into spear when it lands it explodes and resummoned in his hand. His eyes also have some blindfold or bandages cause without it you'll be traumatized. He also a tall boi he is 10footer one. He is truly Evil one. His location can be found at the Dark Castle underground. He also have supernatural powers

•Ghost Of Yet To Come (Future💀)

Same clothes, Same look, Same stuffs with Death himself but they are totally different. Death was the brother of Ole and yeah he took souls and tell such stories too but only two kinds one is good and one is bad. Anyways, Future here appeared to be an enormous dark entity he is 15 foot fall hooded figure. His face can be barely see. But when his face appeared he is palish man with pure white eyes and sometimes his face can be turn into skull. He love to scared to death someone who never learn to their place like what he did to Scrooge. He is the middle brother of Past and Present. He also very protective to them. He lives in the darkworld but sometimes escaping there to be with his brothers. He is far different to dark ones. Well he still have dark behaviour and have a dark sense of humor. But he is very kind one he just being scary and tend to harm other so that they can be good. He never speaks (well for others) or do a lot of sign languages. Only his brothers can hear him talk and a few fellows. He also never makes such expressions just death staring ya. So yeah if you are a mortal or some soul 1st time meeting him you never know if he just staring at you or talking to ya. He has a power of Umbrakenisis and other supernatural powers

[fluffscifantasy]

Walking to the next adventure

🇫🇷 Avant que Mémé et Yann Laurent me demandent une ambiance rocheuse qui rappelle le Mordor, je n'avais jamais pensé à à quel point les collines méditéranéennes peuvent sembler désolées et désertiques. Pour qui les regarde de près, elles sont pleine de vie et de diversité. Pourtant, de loin, et avec le traitement d'image qui va bien, elles peuvent tout à fait ressembler à un lieu désolé que des elfes sombres traversent pour rejoindre leur prochaine aventure ! -- 🌍 One thing I never thought about until Mémé and Yann Laurent asked me for a Mordor-ish rocky vibe for their photoshoot, is how desolate and desert-like mediteranean hills can be. For one who looks close, they are full of life and diversity. From afar, and with the right edit, they can become just like a desolate land some dark elves could cross to go on their next adventure !

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[andysuriano]

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[bargainbingoth]

A simple full body drawing I did of my drow ranger, Cassimyr Jevan, for a roll 20 token image. I like the way it turned out. :)

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[luckyspacecadet]

10mm warmaster here we go!

Enjoying painting these darkelves so far. Few bits to go on these, I'll be freehanding symbols for each units shield to distinguish and some snow for their bases to contrast the dark palette.

[alia-turin]

I should be better about posting these here.....

Blood and Bones - 18. Crossroads Pt. 2 [Gareth]

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"My lady, this is a terrible idea." Gareth wondered where the knife had come from. They had not searched her, which probably was stupid. His arrogance was going to get him in trouble now.

"Terrible? The way I see it, this idea could solve my problem and many others." As soon as she finished, he grabbed her wrist. Gareth was significantly stronger and faster than her. Aya was smart. He gave her that, but people have been pointing blades at him since he had learned to walk. He twisted her wrist in a way that made the knife fall in the snow, and he used his legs to trip her, making her fall on the snow, and he followed after her. She struggled, but Gareth pinned her wrists with one hand and reached for the blade with the other pressing it against her elegant neck.

"My father always used to say that you should not pull out a weapon unless you are sure you can win the fight." She tried to kick him, but he used his weight to block her legs.

"Did he say that before or after he raped your mother?" Gareth stared at her for a second, pulling the knife from her throat away. It wasn't her words that offended him. He had been hearing that insult from night elves since he was a child, but something in the way she said it stung, despite the fact he knew it wasn't true. "Are you about to follow his example now? I thought screaming and struggling did do it for you. Or perhaps you hope I will keep it down out of fear your men could hear."

"If you had not pressed that knife against my throat, my lady, we both would be walking back to the house now as if we were friends." He shifted his weight a bit, allowing himself to get up, but did not let go of her wrists, pulling her after himself. "I don't need you to have your hands free for the rest of that journey, and I don't think you have ever had a rope around your wrists, but it doesn't feel nice, and we have two more days of riding. I also don't need you to open your mouth. I can keep you gagged and draped over my horse until we make it. I will pretend whatever just happened didn't happen, and you will behave."

Gareth wasn't a merciful man, but he was tired of that. Night elves were looking at him as if he was evil reincarnated. He was aware of what she believed. He would kill her or worse. He would parade her down the streets of the capital or worse. None of that was on his mind. He wanted to be home and let his brother deal with her. He would probably give her nice quarters in the castle and keep her away from danger.

Aya's purple eyes stared at him in anger, but eventually, she nodded in agreement. He slowly let go of her wrists, expecting she would try to kick him, but nothing happened. Another moment passed, and he began walking with her to the house.

"Was it all an act? The fear?" Gareth had to ask.

"If I were not terrified of you, I probably would have succeeded." She said after a while. He could argue with the point, but he had seen her hand shaking as she attacked him, which helped him resolve the situation faster. It was an act of fear, not malice.

When they returned to the cabin, Aya walked to the only available corner and curled herself under his cloak. The rest of his men were skinning and cooking rabbits. Lleu was the only one missing, as he was with the horses.

"Must be weird being wrapped in the clothes of the person you just tried to kill," Einar said as he stepped beside Gareth. "I almost pity her. From all the people in the world to end up your prisoner. You were going to kill her mad husband after all and probably her in the process two years ago."

"You saw it?" Gareth had not heard him or seen him being nearby. Then again, Einar could sneak unnoticed.

"I did. Frankly I was hoping just for confirmation of my imagination." He grinned, and Gareth just shook his head. "I'm surprised you didn't see it coming."

"I didn't think she was stupid enough to try anything besides running." He had to admit that had been his only concern and mostly the discomfort that would cause him. "You could have helped me." Gareth joked.

"If the skinny girl had killed you, you deserve it." The two of them walked to the fireplace, where the smell of food was already filling the room. "You are an idiot for not seeing it, showing you some skin, making you think she was not a danger to you. I child could see through that."

Grateh didn't respond. In retrospect, it was all very obvious, but he had so many other things he was worried about that he had made nothing else of her act than what she said. He was thinking about his brother, the people they saw on the road, the fact that there was a whole kingdom balanced on the fear of what Gareth would do if anyone rebelled and the fact that Ryn Tamer was still somewhere out there probably plotting. A woman trying to kill him was not at the top of his agenda. However, he probably should swift his priorities considering Aya was apparently convinced she was walking toward her death. He would try to escape as fast as possible if he were her.

"You are not stupid for not seeing through that." Einar continued after he did not receive a response. "You are stupid for thinking the only danger is someone bigger and stronger than you. Women are more ferocious than men." He ran a finger over the scar on his cheek - a gift from a woman he had underestimated. "She had survived through fire and ice out of fear. And there is nothing scarier for her kin than you, my friend."

"Rean, bring her food." He told the young elf to do as he was unsure he could stay civilized.

Einar wasn't wrong, and it bothered him so much. Not because she was afraid but because that was how her whole race felt about him. Granted, it was more than deserved, he did not feel as if he was misjudged, but they were all in a stage where they were trying to rebuild, and Kealan could not do it without him. War had been so much easier. Planning battles and fighting was what he was good at. The whole keeping the peace and everyone happy was not his thing. Eawing firmly believed that it was better to be feared than loved and had gone out of his way to be feared. Gareth had never tried to achieve that, but the fear he had inspired in his enemies was deeply rooted. And why not? He had slaughtered their armies and killed their clan leaders. Even when the war was over he crippled every form of leadership they ever had, leaving behind old women and infant daughters. His reputation was well deserved and he hated it.

[frowningfox]

pspspspsps can u tell us more about uncle jiba because i really like your art of him he's such a Guy

😭I thought nobody liked Uncle, I thought I scared everyone away with him being??? idk being very visibly disabled and also happening to not be particularly skinny. he's my least interacted with art

Lil mini pic of Uncle for people before I ramble

[BIG INHALE] Let's start with his NAME. Jiba comes from J'ba, an underelven masculine title for a close family figure with a mostly friendly relationship with the speaker. Often translated as "uncle" even though dairau(darkelves/drow) don't really keep track of blood relations like that.

The street urchin children, largely the disenfranchised and displaced people like those who would speak underelven, took a shining to him and dubbed him their J'ba. Which he then took as his name because he left his at home*. Add Uncle to the front of it and he's essentially going by "Uncle Uncle". Now WHY they took a shining to him.

He is a conman and trickster magician. (Mechanically in DnD he started out as Monk with the Charlatan background and a feat that gave him some tricks.) He regularly steals from people and will often share his spoils with the street kids.

*He ran away from home because well... he's running from the burden of being "the chosen one". Every so often someone from his species(the Corarenke,/Korinki) is born as an Avatar of their god, a fey Wind God named Kotengu. Jiba was ever so lucky to be born as this Avatar and he HATED it. All the expectation and decorum and everything about it, he hated it. That thing on his chest? Natural fur pattern, baby! A permanent natural tattoo reminding him of his chosen-ness.

He yearned for being just a Guy. So he ran away and left everything behind except for his crow familiar, who was yet another avatar of Kotengu, one meant to be his spiritual guide.

Now, at this point he still had his arms. Which were also wings. (Coraranke have feathered wing arms that fold up kind of like a pterodactyl's). The amputation was a later in life development and one he is still learning to adjust to. Coraranke wing arms are very important to their mobility and spirituality, he can still manipulate things with his monkey feet and tail so it is functionally a lot more like a real life double leg amputation than a real life double arm amputation.

But I supposed how he lost his arms is an important character moment.

So you know how I said he was a conman and a trickster? Well he uh. Conned the wrong person, a higher up in a very influential gang, a rookie mistake, but he was... unfamiliar with the city and its politics. They put one of their hitmen after him and when wrangled he begged, pleaded, and bargained for all he was worth, and the hitman settled for taking his wings as trophies in stead of his life, and leaving him to die.

Luckily Kotengu the Crow was not about to let his charge die in a back alley and croaked out some words to get a passerby to follow him down the not at all creepy dangerous alleyway(that man would not have survived a horror movie... following a talking crow into a back alley in gang violence central smh), and he was carted away to a local monastery that took care of his wounds, nursed him back to health and attempted to rehabilitate him.

He very much wants to steal from the monastery but is conflicted because they took such good care of him

[collapses into a heap of bones and dust]

[reanimates]

Oh also the character concept came about from a joke about "unarmed attacks" and I decided to take it Too Seriously and explore an amputation disability and its impacts on a hero's life in the world we play dnd in.

Okay bye

[returns to dust]