#Fueryon

[wrathful-reptile]

My latest Finished project (and one of my newer dragons) is Fueryon here! They're not only A shade beast but THE shade beast that attacked and tainted my permabab mirror Bean.

but if they're locked away, permanently frozen in the ice alongside former queen Tiapa... how did they get to Bean

Share your latest finished project

Go!!!!!!

I finished this guy a while ago now lol but my latest was Moth Ascension:

[wrathful-reptile]

Tempted to regene these three to be the above

Problem is, if I regene the last one, Tiapa (Custom Progen) I have to move forward with her lore and her thawing along with the unfreeze of Fueryon the shade beast and I am -not- ready for that task.

[feral-anarchy]

FINALLY Finished this :D

I’m happy with how it came out for the most part. Still can’t get Feral’s face right but ahh, its a learning process haha. 

I really could keep messing with it, like with adding a light source, or making her tail look more furry but ive been having this sit for like, a month so I think its time to put it out to pasture and work on something else. 

Sometimes you just gtta do that, ya know? 

Anyways, here! Have a bloody Feral. 

@aaravos-the-archmage @krysanthii @the-heatkeeper @ask-step-prince-callum @skyfireflight @atreefullofstars @tinkeringfire @claudia-talks

[onyx-the-dino-hybrid]

Enderm raised an eyebrow as he slowly raised his gaze to meet that of the large reptile, before opening his mouth to use his magic abilities as a Druid to speak in the tongue of beasts. "Hm...My my, I dare say you're bigger than most reptiles I can summon. Are you capable of conversing with me in a more common tongue? I have difficulty understanding the speech of others that use this language." He smiles a bit sheepishly, looking mildly embarrassed to admit such a thing.

The titanic beast stood there, his massive body casting a shadow as thick as a quilt down on the smaller being. It was true, this beast was a giant! A saurian altered by mans greed, and lust for control over the natural world. However, this giant beast who resembles that of raptor like dinosaurs, gave a low rumbling growl that vibrates the ground beneath their feet. His many rows of neck spines raised and rattled, clicking together in a sound similar to that of a rattlesnake, but at a much more thicker cludding sound. His clawed feet stood there, two toes on each foot that support his weight, with respectable sharp claws... but the third inner toe on each foot was raised, revealing a defeat sting claw capable of mass destruction!

The beast snorted outwards at the little ones comment, his massive teeth along with a giant set of canine like fangs flashed in the suns rays. But soon enough he did speak in the tongue of his ansestors... a tongue perhaps not known by this stranger.

“si mi thric fueryon ihk wux ekess lasau.”

... a deep tone uttered, his red eyes flashed down as his massive clawed hands flexed in preparation for a battle. Though for now he held back.

“Who are you...”

[glitterconjuration]

CHARACTER SHEET

repost, don’t reblog ! BASICS.

full name. Panapip Orla Zanna Nyx Wayfinder Quillsharpener "Tumbleduck" "Flickerstep" pronunciation.  [Pan-uh-pip] nicknames. Panapip Wayfinder, Pan, Panapip, Little Brighteyes, Walking Book height.     3′1″ age.   61 (still pretty damn young for a gnome, but an adult) zodiac. Leo languages. common, gnomish, primordial, sylvan

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.

hair colour. Slightly variegated blue (other colors added in with magic) eye colour.  Blue skin tone. Pale body type. slightly plump, with wider hips and thighs, stronger than expected accent. Fluctuates when trying to emulate the area she’s in. dominant hand. left hand posture. Upright, is a larger presence than the space she actually takes up. All eyes on me (unless she has a reason to fade back). tattoos. various arcane markings along her arms in faded ink that fluoresces slightly in certain situations, a tattoo of a fairy dragon on her left shoulderblade with the head arching up toward her neck. most noticeable features. A scar that bands completely around her upper right leg, how brightly colored she is, slightly sharper teeth than one would expect.

CHILDHOOD.

place of birth. Sigil hometown. Sigil birth weight / height. N/A first words.  “No” siblings. 10, all older parents.  Ridaro and Fiddlebow Quillsharpener parental involvement. Her parents were often away on work to support the family, causing her to mostly be raised by her older siblings, but she has fond memories of them

ADULT LIFE

occupation. Adventure current residence. Wandering close friends. She has some. (Fueryon, the lizardfolk barbarian she has traveled with at times), Also, her familiar, Roosevelt (she’s made sure to make sure that the fey creature is actually getting something out of their arrangement) relationship status.  Single financial status. Appears better off than she is, but is often less than well off due to buying supplies for magical experiments and tinkering, as well as stuff needed for copying spells. Maybe eventually she’ll manage to accumulate more wealth. driver’s license.  N/A criminal record. That implies getting caught

SEX & ROMANCE.

sexual orientation. Pansexual romantic orientation. Panromantic preferred emotional role.     submissive | dominant | switch  |  unsure. preferred sexual role.     submissive |  dominant  |  switch |  sex repulsed. libido. Here for it. It’s good stress relief turn on’s. Willingness to put up with a little direction, casual affection, feeling safe with the person turn off’s. Degradation, infantilization, love language. buying things for people, doing things to help them, once she comes more to terms with her feelings, spending quiet moments with them, reading and talking relationship tendencies. Hasn’t had one in a while

MISCELLANEOUS.

character’s theme song. Long Way Down- Robert DeLong, Liability- Lorde, All Eyes on Me- Pigeon John, Everybody Loves Me- OneRepublic hobbies to pass the time.  Reading, tinkering, experimenting with magic, cooking  mental illnesses. ADHD, PTSD physical illnesses. None apparent left or right brained. Left fears. Being forgotten. That her time in the planes will be worth nothing. That she’ll never amount to more than “One of the Quillsharpeners’ horde of brats.”, Causing pain for those she gives a shit about. self confidence level.  High. Might be compensating for something. vulnerabilities. Prideful, assumes she’s the smartest person in the room, takes risks with herself that she wouldn’t with others.

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[velcoriaexploration]

Speaking of D&D Shenanigans

//I am and old school "Loot the dungeon of anything that might have a possible use" kind of D&D player. //I currently play a Lizardfolk Druid named Fueryon in a campaign... and because of being left unsupervised, he might have the equivalent of a whole doctor's office worth of medicines and drugs in his pack at the moment along with various odds and ends. Some of which have actually been useful due to creative thinking.

[tinadarastrix]

Tina in her Dragon Hybrid form floating in Fueryon’s relm

[tinaandsar-kel]

Fueryon is an inter dimensional being that can take on any form (with practice)

[wrathful-reptile]

a wip involving my permabab mirror, Bean, and my newest "dragon" Fueryon 

This is definitely because im not in the mood to write the lore, so im drawing it

[wrathful-reptile]

What is with me geneing new projects from scratch so fast lately?

but ONLY my new ones

this is a shadebeast

[feral-anarchy]

Feral’s Official Bio

Name: Feral, given to her by the humans who abducted her due to her viciousness

Age: No longer known, although speculated around 200-300 years old. physical appearance looks around 25

Height: 5’3” Her ears add 5 inches to her height when fully erect

Body: Eyes are a rich golden almost yellow, skin is a milky pale color and hair is a light grey, almost white.

Ensemble: Generally can be seen wearing plain black shorts that are tight and athletic and stop mid thigh and a a simple off-white shirt thats hand sewn.

Likes: Food, snugly places, blueberries, roses and the moon & stars.

Dislikes: Humans for the most part, water, brussels sprouts and loud noises.

Feral is a rare creature not often seen in Xadia or the human lands but is highly prized by dark mages and black market traders for various reasons. She hails from a island far west of the human kingdom’s shores. Long ago before the great Xadia split, and longer still before Humans came to build villages and castles, this island was a part of the entire continent until there was a tectonic plate shift that caused the piece of land, and the animals in it to become lost to the mainland.

Hundreds of years went by and the animals that had gotten trapped on the island evolved. Many were magical creatures, and others were not. There were no humans or elves that survived to evolve alongside them.

The animals that did evolve became what is known as Fueryoni in Draconic, or “Beasts” because they all carried traits and features that remained with them from their animal ancestors. Their home became known as Fueryon Tolgalen Or “Beast Island” and was known more as a folk lore than an actual island. Unless you sailed the seas often or were a black market trader.

Feral’s ancestors, and what she would have evolved from, was A lunar fox, also called a MoonFox. A magical Xadian animal that would have been connected to the Moon Arcanum. But interbreeding between species has caused the once pure arcamuns to become muddled. So now any Fueryoni could lean towards one or two arcanum. Feral leaned towards the Sun and Moon arcanums as her abilities involved fire and illusion.

With fire she was able to create it herself, and with illusion she gave the appearance of turning into a small grey and white fox. Thats as far as her abilities go thus far.

How Feral got to the mainland is a bit of a tragic story.

Human raiders had come and in broad daylight pillaged her home, which was near the coast. They had killed friends and family and taken 5, including herself. She was quite young at the time.

On the journey back to where her ancestors once lived, One of the 5 died on the ship. Once back on the mainland they tried to run away and another one was killed.

Her and the two remaining Fueryoni were cleaned, clothed and branded on their hips. Ferals brand is on her left hip more towards her front with the numbers “4000”.

On the day they were to be sold on the black market, the Raiders were jumped by other human raiders and Feral was able to escape. Whatever happened to her two companions would never be known.

She was able to find a kind human family who took her in, Originally thinking she was just a regular fox until one day she revealed herself to them. They accepted her and she lived with them for two generations. But after watching the second generation pass on she decided she too needed to move on.

From there was has just been wandering the human kingdoms and Xadia, cloaked to hide her features or illusions as a regular fox. Frequently on the alert and always wary as she knows if shes ever found out her life would quickly be over. Although her kind is still just a folk lore to many, there are humans and maybe even elves who would hunt her for parts, for sport, for fame, for a slave- whatever you could think of. But throughout all of this, her foxy curious and hyper nature still shines through. 

[feral-anarchy]

OOC /IC conversations in between worlds.

“What if.. I have to go back?”

“You wont if you dont want to.”

“I dont know if I could handle going back.. I dont think it would be the same anyways.”

“You can never go back to what once was. The past is the past.”

“What if I have no choice? I dont want to go back. I just want to forget.”

“You will never forget.”

“I just want to move on, I was so happy moving on but.... I can’t go back to..... But what if I have no choice?”

“You keep asking that but there is always a choice.”

“Tsh, You have no idea how our kind work then.”

“So then go back, allow him to hunt you down otherwise, to kill you.”

“I would welcome that, I fear what he would do would be much worse. What would you do if you were in his place?”

“Kill you.”

“Heh, you have no imagination then. He is powerful and clever, and greedy. Death would be a blessing that would not be afforded to the likes of me..

I don’t want to go back, but I am afraid. Afraid of the future and what it will bring. What if I have been wrong? What if I have been mislead? The things I wanted so badly then with him.. Now they are the exact things I fear the most... What if-”

“So many questions, so many hypotheticals.” 

“Thats not any kind of an answer Feren... Why did I even come to you? You are no use.”

“You think me useless because I do not provide direct answers? I do not attempt to validate your feelings? Sweetheart, I am a god, not a psychic.”

“.... I guess we will see then.. just what lies ahead...though I am scared.” 

“I know you are, and if you must go back... “

“I know.”

[glitterconjuration]

((Accurate representation of the game Pan is in: 

Fueryon: i know you're deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are Pan, crying: it's not a joke, i'm a legit snack))

[glitterconjuration]

"You ever get thrown in the middle of combat? Maybe you could prepare a spell and act like an impromptu cannon blast!"

That drew a startled laugh from the gnome. “No, I think the only time I’ve gotten thrown in battle is when my friend Fueryon tossed me out of the line of sight for an attack. I probably would’ve ended up pinned to a wall like a fly if she hadn’t!”

She hummed slightly as she snagged her book and thumbed through a few pages. “I don’t actually have that many spells that would be good for something like that.”

[glitterconjuration]

Aesthetic; Panapip (Gnome Wizard) & Fueryon (Lizardfolk Barbarian)