#Fara Dragon

[despereaux7]

WIP of my Skykid d&d character's new outfit.

Her name is Fara and she's a paladin of Aurora~

[faranae]

Neer

Found out about the death of someone I know (in passing) through a damn Reddit post scrolling through memes on /therewasanattempt; "To get treatment in USA".

A series of screenshots. Two of Neer's final posts on Bluesky complaining about health and insurance difficulties, and one of the announcement post on Furaffinity that he'd passed.

"Oh heeey it's 'Neer! This isn't a furry sub, it'll be funny when someone points out who it is." "Oh, fuck American healthcare. He's pretty sick, huh?" "Oh. Oh, what the fuck. No."

Emotional roller coaster over about 40 seconds.

Like, I know there was some shit over the years but it's weird having it be someone you've actually spoken and interacted with over a decade and a half or so, you know? And finding out through a Reddit post while looking at memes. Didn't expect this to be such a gut-punch.

Fuck.

[askswordfrisk]

Are any of the stray children here religious?

*Fara paces around and floats up scratching her head. Clearly agitated by the talks of the subject*

*Fara rubs their arm trying to calm down*

[muralikesgames]

Just a normal day in Skyrim.

[sorieba]

my dnd party recently saved someone who they didn't know was actually next in line for royalty (...after overthrowing the other queen)

[who-hoot]

🦇 A special memory you have!

I have taken the Xtrans', as translator for the rest I'll go first.

When we travel we do not go unscathed, we go into restricted areas and usually end up in one fight or another. I was freshly evolved, still handling the output of illusions I could do, the strength in my new limbs.

There was a Tyrantar, angry as could be for trespassing. We had been fighting hard together as a team but all five of us could hardly put a scratch. I had tripped, struggling to get my footing, and Fara had practically thrown me out of the way.

They crumpled of course, humans are not meant to take such hits, especially from such a strong Pokemon, but they did it. Again and again through the fight they kept getting back up to try keep the Tyrantar away from us. Eventually Blaze stepped in and we managed to push back enough to get decent space to flee but I'll never forget it. The conversation we had afterwards, the sheer recklessness, the long trip to a town as we waited for Gliscor to give us reports on Fara's health, and the awful celebration afterwards on our discovery of Tyrantar territory.

It is, special, that month of stupidity. Fara has done a lot of rash things but I do think letting Blaze near balloons was the second worst choice in that entire month. Only second to forgetting that half the team cannot eat chocolate and ending up taking us to get tacos.

[ninnifer]

Decided to do an illust of what Kirsi currently looks like in the campaign, along with her little dragon companion, Fara 😁

[booksandrandomfandoms]

JOMP day 28

This months favorite

Definitely loved paladins strength!

Delicates is sad and cute at the same time? 😅 idk the ending just made me happy 🤷‍♀️

Bound by dragons is interesting… Fara (a side character) is hilarious & I love her 🤣 kinda want to see how these characters are introduced in the main series since this is just a prequel🤔

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[despereaux7]

Sketch of my skykid d&d character, Fara, in her corrupted form. The good her is getting a slight redesign, so evil her needed to be updated as well :v

[lilybug-02]

Thank you for lettin me info dump! im going to start off with the theme and the most flushed out character i have!

In my au, everything is the opposite, mainly the theming of many of the characters. of course, to trully get this right, the characters have to be other characters. so instead of Noelle Holiday, we will have Jackie Hallow, whose themes have shifted from a scared christmas reindeer, to a brave/cocky halloween werewolf. instead of being smart and scholarly, they are on the school's sports team with berdly's replacement. in the dark world, she's switching from ice themed to ones of fire instead, with snowgrave being replaced by one that resembles a witches pyre, with a ring of fire obscuring anyone on the inside. also her outfit switches to a Red riding hood theme, to go along with the wolf aspect of Jackie. Please let me know if you want to hear more about the other characters!

O. M. G. I love this concept! It sounds like it has its own unique twists, while still keeping it close enough to the original theming!! (the names definitly keep it original tho 0w0 sounds like it could be its own fun game hah!) The prospect of the Christmas theming to Halloween theming is genius and I can only imagine the fun switches with the other characters! Kris could be Faris? Fara? and literally just have a similar color scheme to Frisk rather than Chara. Susie... could be more nice? Maybe fairy like to offset the dragon-like/sharptooth appearance? EEE this sounds like a very fun AU idea.

[omgkalyppso]

WIP Whenever

I missed Wednesday but I wanted to start a dragon age wip to honor @ghostwise's tag. dfhdfghdf

I'll tag @boghermit, @lucius-the-sinful, @sevarix-blogs, @razrogue and YOU.

And if you're dipping into the DA fandom for the first time, or for the first time in a long time -- please especially consider yourself tagged!

So I'll share two things. The first is whatever this will turn out to be. Farasuta Tabris is a City Elf Warden who put Anora on the throne.

‘Too many elves in the palace,’ was the common refrain that followed Cyrion, Shianni and Soris’ steps through halls filled with fête and finery. “You’re wearing thin, Shianni. Even after everything, I don’t know if Fara could defend you here if you exploded at a guard,” Soris warned. “Well, how dare they,” she hissed, angrily, without subtlety. But as she wasn’t entirely without discernment, she lowered her volume. “Today of all days when they have an elf to thank for stopping a Blight of all things — an Archdemon that could have razed all of Ferelden.” “Truly,” Cyrion agreed with quiet wonder, turning about as he walked, admiring his surroundings — tapestries of spun gold, paintings that one could fall into, stonework that must have taken the labor of hundreds of hands. “To think they’d celebrate our Fara, an elf from their Alienage, here.” “It only took a Blight,” Shianni pouted, bitterly. Soris sighed heavily, making brief eye contact with the elven servant that led them to the audience chamber. “And we lived to see it,” Cyrion added kindly, nudging his niece and offering her his arm. Despite a furrowed brow and pursed lips, Shianni could take comfort in that, and looped her wrist in the crook of his arm.

If this ends up longer than this short exchange 🤞🤞🤞 then I'll name the servant and give him some lines as we transition into admiration of the throne room.

Anyway, have some of the "Astarion ate a bear + who would you bite in camp" conversation with Étoile and Shadowheart. I don't think I shared this section before since it took me so long to be satisfied with it even though there's so little originality in it.

“You’re a menace when you’re sober,” Shadowheart whined. “What has gotten into you?” “A bear,” Astarion asserted with a smile that brandished all his fangs, clearly bragging. “He took a little of my blood, I took all of his.” “Not our missing druid, I hope?” Shadowheart said sarcastically. “Hardly,” Astarion scoffed. “Although that does raise the question as to whether druids, or others, transformed to beasts taste more of themselves or the animals they pretend to be.” “There’s that much difference?” asked Shadowheart as Astarion winced while watching Étoile drink more of their wine. Étoile and Astarion both looked at her in response; Astarion’s expression unimpressed and Étoile’s half-embarrassed. Étoile touched their neck where Astarion had bitten them two nights past, before saying aloud, “I don’t know that I want to know. Do I want to know?” “You were delectable,” Astarion purred, and when Shadowheart scoffed he turned to her with feigned annoyance, though his smile seemed true. He reassured her, “The bite, I mean, darling, don't be mistaken.” As Shadowheart flushed, Étoile made their own peace with the images that conjured to mind and said, “And look what that bear’s done to you.” They added with a raised hand, “Let’s change the subject.” “Oh, not yet,” Astarion said over his shoulder before facing Shadowheart again, his head tilted invitingly. “I think it’s important to note that I don’t know whether your blood was unique as a thinking creature, or unique to yourself entirely.” Étoile lowered their brow, almost alighting on the right conclusion. “Well,” Shadowheart said, recentering herself, “I’m relieved we won’t have to worry about you finding your answer. As gorged as you are, I doubt you have any further need for humanoid blood.” Étoile could only see the back of Astarion’s head and still they saw how he twinged in disgust. “You're comparing plonk to vintage wine,” Astarion said irritably. “You can make merry with either, but they are not the same.” “So you’re saying I should worry about you?” Shadowheart retorted, smug and threatening. “Not for vampirism,” Astarion said, with a judgmental sweep of his gaze. His expression shifted, merry but dangerous. He reached for Étoile’s wine, and helped himself as he turned from either companion at his sides. “No, come. A simple thought experiment. In my position,” he returned Étoile their drink with a sour wince, “would you not wonder how the others taste?” Étoile found themself soothed by the hypothetical, in how it relieved them of their spotlight in the conversation, but Shadowheart was not so easily swayed. “After all that,” she giggled, teasing, “you’re looking at other necks?” Astarion glanced at Étoile, and did not find the rattled worry of a young lover, so he answered Shadowheart with a perfunctory smile, “And if I were? There's enough of me to go around.” He extended a hand to her goblet to make a point, which she pulled from him indignantly. His fingertip caressed her hand. “I'm a man of tremendous appetites.” “An elf after my own heart,” Étoile said fondly with a thoughtful tilt of their chin. They stared straight ahead and drank to avoid Shadowheart’s dismay.

[audiofictionuk]

New Fiction Podcasts - 16th January

Trotsa Fara Audio RPG Trotsa Fara består till största del av ett gäng glada gubbar från Värmland. Stefan startade upp gruppen med Mikael och Johan efter ett långt uppehåll från rollspel. I brist på folk att spela med kastade dom ut en facebook-annons som Niclas nappade på. Inte långt därefter så anslöt även Alexander som gärna är med då det vankas skräckrollspel. Efter att ha spelat tillsammans online i drygt ett år föddes idén om att börja spela in våra äventyr. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240110-02 RSS: https://feeds.buzzsprout.com/2293704.rss

Wyrd Woman Audio Drama When an isolated woman starts recording her dreams of strange women, things get weird. Over nine nights, reality becomes fantasy, past and future meld, and fate binds and beckons. Why are these women – old, broken, unnatural, mad, and ugly – appearing in her dreams? Why must difference always mean danger? And what happens when these women come together, connecting across time and space as worlds die? https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240110-03 RSS: https://feeds.captivate.fm/wyrd-woman/

Gold, Bones, and Leather (by Ben's Book Shack) Audio Book Coming to you from the creator of the Ben's Book Shack podcast, Gold, Bones, and Leather is a brand new fantasy podcast, coming to your feed every Tuesday starting on January 9th. It tells the story of Embrosk--a potion-maker and scholar of magic, studying in Ogre country on the orders of an incompetent king. As he wanders down Bocere mountain, back towards his home country of Sandum, Embrosk can only rue the mundanity of his seemingly inevitable future, stuck in a small potions shop on the border of the human and Ogre worlds. But fate has other plans for him. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240109-01 RSS: https://anchor.fm/s/e1da9f94/podcast/rss

HOODWINKED Audio Drama In a world filled with conspiracy and uncertainty, meet Quinton and Symone Young, the dynamic sibling duo behind their very own security detail company. Join them on a thrilling journey as they are thrust into the heart of a massive conspiracy, and witness the fate of the world hanging in the balance. As a mysterious light from the sky threatens to disrupt data and communication systems, humanity faces an unprecedented challenge. The government is quick to label it an invasion, but is everything as it seems? Enter Collin McMurry, a brilliant whistleblower whose discoveries are about to reshape the world order. 'Betrayed by their own government, our heroes must now protect the truth before it's too late.' Their mission: to safeguard the lives of the people and prevent world leaders from dominating an altered future. In a race against time, they'll have to outsmart and outmaneuver those who seek to control the narrative. The fate of the world rests in their capable hands. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240109-02 RSS: https://media.rss.com/hoodwinkedseries/feed.xml

Mostly Heroes? Audio RPG A group of guys playing 5e Dungeons and Dragons and getting into trouble.<br>Our first campaign runs through Rise of the Runelords. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20231011-09 RSS: https://feeds.buzzsprout.com/2260882.rss

Dicey Situations Audio RPG Dicey Situations, a hilarious podcast following three hapless adventurers on a quest to create a new god. Get ready for laughs, mishaps, and wild moments on their crazy journey! New episodes every Tuesday and be sure to check out our weekly recap Situational Awareness every Friday. Keep it dicey! https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240109-03 RSS: https://media.rss.com/dicey/feed.xml

Dungeon Crashers Audio Book Strange things are afoot on Ponberry Island. Ghouls infest crypts, goblins take over dungeons, and the most odd things lurk in the shadows. The Dungeon Crashers are a small team looking to make a name for themselves in the dungeon cleaning business. If they can make it out of the shadows... https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240102-07 RSS: https://feeds.simplecast.com/2OKYmR0f

Mothership Audio Drama Being twelve years old is tough. For most kids it means going to a new school, making new friends, and learning just how big the world really is. For the determined and plucky Leroy Miller, it means going to outer space to find his missing mom. Together with his new best friend, an amorphous blob, he goes on an adventure ride and joins a gang of rebel aliens that want to save the galaxy from an evil warlord. Will Leroy be able to help the aliens save the galaxy and find his mom? https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240104-03 RSS: https://feed.podbean.com/mothership-podcast/feed.xml

Echoes of New Metropolis Audio Drama Echoes of New Metropolis" is a captivating podcast that transports listeners to a city where superpowers are part of daily life. Narrated by the insightful Robert Callum, the series introduces its listeners to a diverse cast of characters, each with unique abilities and compelling backstories. Each episode intertwines compelling narratives with original music, creating a rich auditory experience. Explore diverse stories from every corner of the city, where each character's journey reveals deeper truths. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240105-04 RSS: https://anchor.fm/s/edca7298/podcast/rss

Pink Snapper Blues Audio Drama Genre: Musical Comedy: - 101 Min A local lounge lizard in Key West must change his womanizing ways in order to find true love, but when love comes knocking, it's trouble in paradise for this cheeseburger. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240110-04 RSS: https://feeds.megaphone.fm/DODDV8411963752

Parables of the Vibe Audio Book My name is Sister Kyrie Eleison — and I kill AIs. In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti. Amen. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240111-01 RSS: https://cyberpunklibrarian.com/feed/podcast/parables-of-the-vibe/

Voyager Centauri Audio Drama A monthly science fiction audio-drama following the mission of Voyager Centauri. Join Captain Harriet Boyer and her crew, as they trace down a mysterious signal through space, but beware, what's waiting for them might be more perilous than expected. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240108-05 RSS: https://anchor.fm/s/eee80924/podcast/rss

Made in Dark Audio Book Bienvenue dans l'univers terrifiant de "Made in Dark", une collection d'histoires d'horreur modernes et uniques qui transcende les frontières de la peur dans les recoins les plus secrets des ténèbres, là où la lumière hésite à se risquer. "Made in Dark" n'est pas seulement un recueil d'histoires macabres, c'est une expérience qui éveille nos sens et maltraite nos âmes. Chaque vidéo est une promesse d'insomnies volontaires. Explorez des situations originales où l'ordinaire bascule dans la noirceur la plus profonde où les ombres recèlent des secrets inimaginables. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20231127-03 RSS: https://anchor.fm/s/ed7594d0/podcast/rss

Sleepy Silver Hollow Audio Book A fiction podcast about the strange, nonsensical events that take place in the secluded town of Silver Hollow, told by a curious angel through letters to a lost friend. Annoying talking crows, secret societies, ghosts and the occasional orange smoothie...and perhaps there’s also a strange murder gone unsolved, but who’s to say, really? All of these and more are included in the mysterious, absurd tales of this small, sleepy town. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240107-01 RSS: https://feed.podbean.com/augustcress/feed.xml

Camlann - An Audio Drama Audio Drama Camlann is a post-apocalyptic fantasy by Ella Watts from Tin Can Audio. It’s a serialised fiction podcast inspired by folklore and Arthurian legends. Alternatively - it’s about three idiots and a dog in Wales, fighting for their lives. This series was funded by Creative Scotland and the Inevitable Foundation. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240115-01 RSS: https://feeds.libsyn.com/492125/rss

[kopathefox]

Here’s an animation i wanted to post on YouTube but didn’t post it, this features:

Fexen (white fox with armor)

Fara (black fennec)

Darkness (evil dark blue sea caracal)

Keydar (white & black fox with staff)

Wolfen (the tall wolf with armor)

Coyote (coyote with sweater)

Lily (ghost fox)

Stripes (flight stripes/flying tiger)

Kamex (dragon)

Blue (bright blue sea caracal)

Chameleon

Panther

Lemur

Aleja (white coyote)

May (grey white coyote)

Evil cyborg humans

Terrakian solider (brown doggo)

Cyborg (the cyborg sea caracal shown in a flashback)

[ninnifer]

For funzies, I did a design for how I imagine Kirsi might look when she's a bit older. She's currently 17 in the campaign, so I imagine this would be her at 19 or 20. I'm very happy with how the dragon (Fara) and her armor turned out.

[zavr-fara]

——— the Basics.

Full name: Zavr Fara Age: 347 (appears 33) Pronouns: He/him Race: Djinn (elemental; fire affinity) House: Contracted to house Savarem, under Typhon. Bound object: A refined shard of blue sandstone, carved from the desert ruins he once called home.

——— the Story Thus Far.

Djinn are notorious for being headstrong and impulsive, and when you couple that with a centuries-long lifespan, mistakes will eventually be made.

Born to a long and proud lineage, Zavr Fara grew up well-loved and surrounded by family. He's lost count of his siblings and cousins at this point; the Fara branch of the family is close-knit but independent, sometimes going decades without contact only to come back together like no time had passed at all. The turning of seasons and passage of years mean little to beings who easily surpass a thousand, and Zavr was no exception. Mercurial and curious — not to mention powerful, with little sense of or concern for danger — Zavr set out to explore the world at a relatively young age, weaving a wandering path across the globe to see everything there was to see and meet every other species there was to meet.

He should have heeded his family's warnings about the humans, particularly those with dragons' blood and an affinity for war.

Still young and impetuous, the concept of a binding contract meant little to Zavr. What was a hundred, two hundred years of his centuries-long existence when humans' own lives were so brief? Tying himself to a house heir with promises of action and glory was an enticing prospect, and one that seemed to boast few downsides for the djinn eager to make his mark on the world. Ignoring the fine print that would bind him to an entire bloodline over a single discrete lifespan, Zavr pledged himself to House Savarem and altered the course of their shared history for decades to come.

Gifted to the family Savarem's newborn heir, Mallick, Zavr watched the boy grow from a fiery child to a well-respected and expertly trained man — and after no time at all the two rode into battle, shoulder to shoulder, to fight the wars of other houses. Zavr cared little for politics but much for Mallick, willing to follow him to the ends of the earth with or without the power of the djinn contract hanging over him. Their partnership became a thing of legend, dragon rider and djinn, and elevated house Savarem to high esteem in the eyes of house Typhon and the greater continent.

But nothing so glorious was built to last.

Mallick's brief lifespan passed all too quickly for Zavr, particularly as an heir born for battle above all else. Fortunately the dragon rider left behind heirs of his own, a handful of worthy children eager to live up to their father's legendary name, and Zavr respected Mallick's memory enough to be happy to serve them each in turn. Again and again he went to battle for the Western Isles, and again and again he watched the heirs to the Savarem family fall. But humans are resilient and house Savarem was prolific, so even as the decades wore on and Zavr wondered from time to time if the entire family wouldn't be wiped out, they continued to persevere.

Unfortunately, as the decades wore on, house Savarem also began to take their glory and their family's prized weapon for granted. Generations diluted their purpose and honor, and the house Zavr was once proud to serve and be associated with became steeped in politics and corruption. Zavr grew tired of war just as he grew tired of subterfuge and posturing, and the more the family began to treat him as a tool rather than a partner, he found he grew tired of his contract. The final blow to his pride came with his most recent assignment: a family heir born human, with none of the proud dragons' blood in his veins or any of its fire in his heart. In a time of relative peace Zavr was given the position of bodyguard and glorified babysitter, contracted to serve the man-child with grit teeth and suffer abuses he was magically bound not to retaliate against. He watched the family's other heir, Kaya, grow up bold and rebellious and with much more of the family's old spirit that Zavr wished they would reclaim.

So when Kaya came to him one night, as her half-brother was indisposed at the bottom of some bottle or between someone else's sheets, Zavr didn't hesitate to agree to abandon the family and run away with her.

Contracts can be flexible if you know which loopholes to thread, and as long as Zavr serves a Savarem, his vow remains unbroken. He may be incapable of raising a hand against the family until his 200 years' servitude is up, but that doesn't stop him from joining Kaya in plotting future vengeance — as well as pursuing ways to undo the djinn's now-unwilling captivity.

With only a couple weeks of relative freedom under his belt, Zavr is taking to the mundanity surprisingly well. War-tired and sick of violence, he’s free to appreciate the simpler things the village of Elissa has to offer. Extensive knowledge of arms and metalwork made employment with the local blacksmith the obvious choice, though it’s often that the djinn has to remind himself to keep his fire abilities tucked away until he’s working alone. For now, the quiet life suits him — until his impulsiveness or fugitive status make ‘quiet’ an impossibility.

@kaya-savarem