#Lazark

[asilentcathedral]

Anonymous Coward asked: what are the different planes that exist in the universe vuliros exists in

There’s quite a few! There are 5 main ones though in addition to Vuliros.

Lazark- realm of Magic. All of the realms have natural magic to them, but Lazark has the most varied natural magic. There is a huge class of wizards and sorcerers that study and live in Lazark, as well as the original religious organization that the Sliasistic Church on Vuliros broke off from. In Sliasistic mythology, the underworld is attached to Lazark.

Miniess- realm of Fire. As with all the the realms, there are climate variations on Miniess but it generally tends to run hotter than the others. Most natural magic here harnesses fire in some way. Fun fact- this is where Salazar comes from!

Chardin- realm of Frost. The complementary and opposite realm to Miniess, they are usually allied and share many portals. Most magic is based around ice and water. Strika is from here.

Kadeem- realm of Fog. Kadeem is the largest realm with the most varied population, with many creatures both sapient and not that cannot naturally be found in the other realms. This is the one realm where elves are a minority. Monsters that cause problems in other realms originate from here. Most magic is water and plant based.

Tation- realm of Shadows. The most mysterious realm, it’s been a long time since someone crossed from here, and little is known about it. The primary natural magic here is things that alter the mind and reality.

[licorishh]

anyway. drops them on your head like an atomic bomb

[novastardolphine]

Redraw panel ep 280

[sarehime]

Some of my Noblesse fanarts. I miss my Noblesse time, absolutely a crazy one lol

[mikush-marionette]

ahora un glamrock candy que me lo pidieron 💖🐱 (el modelo no me pertenece,no me dijeron de quien era pero segun que investigue es de ‘’Lazark’’, nose si investigue bien pero ahi tienen un fanart <33)

[animentality]

MY FIRST EVER DND CHARACTER- because everyone was asking.

Ahem *taps podium.

Rasp of Steel is a Kenku. His class is rogue, his subclass assassin, but really he's a jack of all crimes.

He was born to a Kenku flock in a densely populated city, and grew up in the criminal underbelly of its unscrupulous streets and seedy neighborhoods. He spent his childhood skulking about back alleys and shady markets with his fellow Kenku, scheming and plotting and seeking wealth and riches. Spying, stealing, intimidating, gambling, poisoning. Just an average Kenku upbringing.

But as he grew older, he found himself growing apart from his fellow Kenku, for one reason, and one reason alone.

Rasp of Steel is a daredevil, a thrill seeker, a desperado. He seeks the joy of the hunt, more than he cares for the gold pieces and the rare gemstones and beautiful jewelry. The journey over the destination. The race and the sweat and the feeling of running and chasing, over the finish line and the glory.

He does not commit crimes for money, but rather for passion.

Because it exhilarates him, and he seeks excitement and dare he even say it, adventure.

Rasp is very passionate about the art of crime. The pizzazz. The style. He is an artisan, crafting a performance against the system. He is always seeking bigger and better crimes, ones that he's never done before, sometimes even to the point where he fails because of his inexperience or his recklessness, resulting in harsher punishments. But he doesn't seem to mind being in and out of prison.

And as he entered adulthood, other Kenku began to gravitate away from him, disturbed by his strange disregard for treasure, his zealous and impulsive need for rebellion over reason.

So he began to leave the cities. Exploring, taking on odd and interesting jobs.

But ever since he left the cities, he has been alone.

Kenku are solitary by nature, when not around other Kenku. And he finds himself often regarded with distrust as he travels, causing him to shy away from social interactions, even with other thieves and spies and assassins.

The only long-standing relationship he has ever had...is ironically with an Aarakocra named Lazark.

A prison warden, who hates him about as much as Rasp likes him.

See, Rasp is an oddly humorous and light-spirited Kenku.

He is conniving and scheming, but he's also rather open-minded and cheerful. He has a dark sense of humor, without even realizing that others find it dark.

Lazark, on the other hand, is stern and humorless and ill-tempered. He has seen Rasp in and out of his prison a million times, and each time annoys him more than the last.

As Lazark shouts at him to get off the bars, to wash yourself, inmate, you smell disgusting, don't look at me inmate, Rasp just imitates his voice and repeats it back. It drives Lazark nuts, but Rasp thinks they're good friends.

He has mimicked Lazark's voice more than any other person he's met, and so many of his phrases are related to Lazark shouting at him not to do something.

And breaking narrative character for a moment...I just find that fucking funny, ok? My character's voice is literally the voice of the guy who hates him...but he has an affection for him, and he sees Lazark's hostility as a deeper bond they share.

Maybe it's because he spent most of his life being hated and seen as a suspicious, shady character. So being disliked, but passionately and single-mindedly, by one person, who recognizes him and sees him as a person (even if it's a hated person) is the closest thing he knows to friendship.

Because even though everything Lazark says to him is angry and literally shit like...get the fuck down from there, or stay in line, weirdo...Rasp just lights up because Lazark is talking to him!!! They are having fun together!!! They're hanging out!!! In this prison!!!! In which Rasp is supposed to be learning his lesson (but viewers, he is not).

Anyway.

So at the beginning of our campaign...Rasp is at a tavern because he was planning an elaborate escape plan from Lazark's prison...

But Lazark knew he was going to escape again, and he honestly didn't want to deal with it again. Rasp's escapes have always been a mess, whether he succeeded or failed, and his chances were about 50/50 anyway.

So he just did some paperwork and threw him the fuck out before he could even escape. And now Rasp is drinking his beer, mourning the fact that he never got to try this escape (but it was so nice of his best buddy Lazark to let him go early :) he must really like Rasp).

And he's wondering what he will do next.

it has to be something big that he's never tried before.

Some kind of crime, that'll take him places he's never been, meeting people he's never met before....

And SCENE.

EEEeeeeh.

Alright everyone, wrap it up.

This is what I've got.

Obviously, my friends and I haven't figured out our campaign yet, but...

I imagine I'll tweak my backstory for whatever it is.

But this is the gist of my son!

And I wanna draw him soon, because for pure aesthetic reasons, I want him to have a plague doctor mask.

For no particular reason, just because I like it, and have no backstory reason for it.

But uh...yeah

This was for all the lovely people who asked me what my character was.

This is him.

And he is waving at you excitedly...and you are shouting at him, because he is waving your own wallet at you.

[irondead]

Willkommen di Meiner Welt.

Chapter I: A Glimpse into the Illuminating Tapestry of Knowledge.

Behold, the enigmatic Lake Blerster. Known by the neighborhood as Lake, but awaits new nicknames with open arms. A celestial being of the legal realm, aligned with the stars of Cancer, and adorned with masculine pronouns. Once, an untitled dweller of the digital realm, sharing musings of randomness. The MBTI test remains untouched, but the certainty of introversion courses through my essence.

Chapter II: Unveils My Adored Treasures.

“Unleash the power within, for a man’s potential knows no bounds when fueled by his passions. Embrace the art of selective focus, as he crafts his destiny with unwavering determination. Let ‘Interest and Want’ be the guiding stars that shape his extraordinary journey towards self-actualization.”

What-to-watch.

Marvel Cinematic Universe, Avatar, The Maze Runner, Divergent, Kingsman, The Chronicles of Narnia, 20th Century Girl, Split, The Lord of the Rings, Forrest Gump, The Book Thief, The Greatest Showman, Snowdrop, The Mortal Instruments, My Mister, and a multitude of other remarkable cinematic creations that, regrettably, cannot all be enumerated within these confines.

Music.

ATEEZ, JKT48, The Rose, Shawn Mendes, Kodaline, Official Hige Dandism, Fujii Kaze, YOASOBI, Taylor Swift, James Arthur, Troye Sivan, Hiroyuki Sawano, Nakimushi, Gemini, SZA, Dean Lewis, KANA-BOON, Conan Gray, Vickeblanka, Anson Seabra, Post Malone, TREASURE, Olivia Rodrigo, and an extensive array of other diverse musical masterpieces that intertwine seamlessly with my multifaceted taste.

Anime/Manga.

Tokyo Revengers, Naruto, D.Gray-Man, Attack on Titan, Chainsaw Man, Noblesse, Spy x Family, Beelzebub, Jujutsu Kaisen, Prince of Stride: Alternative, Your Name, Cells at Work, Fairy Tail, K Project, Ao Haru Ride, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Gakuen Babysitter, Nisekoi, Blue Lock, Black Clover, Haikyuu, Horimiya, Yamada-kun to Lv999, Bungou Stray Dogs, and an extensive tapestry of countless more tales waiting to be discovered.

Comfort Characters/Persons.

Sanzu Haruchiyo, Wanda Maximoff, Inui Seishu, Hanji Zoe, Lazark Kertia, Kiri te Suli Kireysi’ite, Beam, Sakura Haruno, Yu Kanda, Kyousuke Kuga, Hyoma Chigiri, Yukimiya Kenyu, Park Seonghwa, Choi San, Shania Gracia, Reva Fidela Adel Pantjoro, and Shani Indira Natio.

Others.

Embracing the whimsy of fantasy-adventure, savoring the delicate flavors of noodles, indulging in the allure of art and aesthetics, capturing moments through the lens of photography, and succumbing to the irresistible charm of chocolate. A feline enthusiast, yearning for their touch, yet finding solace in the enchanting world they create within.

Chapter III: Unspoken Words.

“In the symphony of silence, where unspoken words dance, and emotions yearn for expression, behold the enchanting glint in their eyes. From the realm of otherness, it ignites the fires of empathy, cascading upon hearts like a resplendent shower.”

Unlock the vault of your unspoken thoughts and join me on a journey through the realms of hidden words. Embark on a captivating conversation at Retrospring, where silence finds its voice in the symphony of expression.

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[marshallfritillary]

[heartily44]

Kertia Routine

NOTE: Hello, this is Heartily! If anyone wishes to share my stories or work, I would greatly appreciate it. I do, however, would love it if you could give me credit for it. Thank you very much! 

Disclaimer: I do not own Noblesse or the characters! They belong to their original owners.

I would like to dedicate this to @kailinartsblog Thank you and I hope you enjoy it!

The halls of the Kertia estate was filled with the sounds of crying coming from the Clan Leader's room. No, Lazark Kertia was not crying like a child. Instead, Lazark was sitting at the edge of his bed sighing profoundly as his little brother, Rael, filled the halls of the estate with his cries. The rest of the Kertia Clan had offered to take turns in taking care of Rael. Knowing that their Clan Leader was busy with work, attending to the Clan, and dispatched on missions, it was only a matter of time before he would collapse from exhaustion. Unknowingly to them, that was not the case. Lazark was indeed tired but never too tired to attend to his brother's needs. Baby Rael had his nursery, but because he would cry every night, Lazark decided to move his crib into his room to attend to his brother (He was such a good older brother). As he sat at the corner of his bed, he looked at Rael crying inside his crib and wondered if he was the same when he was a baby. It was difficult for Lazark to care for Rael since they had no parents. Lazark and Rael were blood-borne, meaning that their father used his blood to create them. He remembered when his father introduced him to Rael for the first time.  The joy he felt when it dawned on him that he was an older brother. Behind closed doors, in the privacy of his room, Lazark got up and walked to his brother's crib to hold the crying baby. He knew too well what Rael wanted. He returned to his bed with the baby in hand and began to hum a lullaby that Raiga would hum to Rael to soothe his crying. Little by little Rael stopped crying and began to suck on his thumb as Lazark caressed Rael's hair. Rael fell asleep in Lazark's arms as he always does every night. It had become routine for Lazark to sleep with his baby brother resting in his arms. Poor Lazark had unhealthy sleeping patterns, but it was all worth seeing his little brother sleep in peace. He loved Rael more than anything in the world, and there was nothing he wouldn't do for him. He looked at his brothers sleeping face, and it was enough to give him the energy to keep going every day. Rael was his motivation to become the best Clan Leader and set new personal goals because he wanted to walk under his father's footsteps. He wanted Rael to know what his father was like through him. Every morning baby Rael was the first to wake Lazark. It used to be a maid, but that was not necessary anymore since Rael was there. Baby noises always woke Lazark from his slumber. He blinked a couple of times until his eyes met his baby brother, still in his arms. "Good morning, Rael. How was your sleep?" Lazark smiled warmly at his brother and waited for an answer. "Goo," Little Rael said, smiling and clapping his hands. My goodness, what a sight for sore eyes. Every morning the maid would knock on Lazark's bedroom door to announce her presence. "Come in." Said her Clan Leader. "Good morning Clan Leader. I have brought breakfast as always." She came in placing the food on a table near Lazark's bed. She then bowed to Lazark and the bouncing baby before taking her to leave. "Rael say ahhh,"  Lazark said holding a bottle of milk in one hand and the baby on the other. Rael smiled and obliged to his older brother's request. The little blond baby was busy sucking on his bottle as Lazark held it in place for him. He made a mental note to thank god that he paid attention to his father when he was teaching him how to care for his brother. Raiga practically trained Lazark on how to care for Rael. From changing diapers, feeding, and everything in between, he owed it to his father, who helped facilitate the care for his brother. Rael drank every last drop of milk and a little spilled at the corner of his mouth. Lazark cleaned his mouth and placed his brother on his shoulder and proceeded to pat his back to make him burp gently. He heard a burp coming from the baby and put him again in his arms. "That was quite the burp little one." Lazark smiled at his brother. Rael smiled triumphantly like he accomplished something extraordinary. Hey, he was a baby after all and burping was indeed a triumph. Lazark walked to the crib to place Rael in there so he could eat his breakfast, but the baby did not have it. Rael hated the crib and wanted to be by Lazark at ALL times. When he placed Rael in the crib, he began to cry again. Big tears formed from his little eyes and looked at Lazark with pleading eyes to carry him. Lazark's heart ached to see him cry, so he picked his brother up and walked to his bed once more. Rael quieted down as he was placed on the bed. Every morning Lazark would find it difficult to eat his breakfast because he needed to focus his attention on Rael to make sure he would not crawl to the edge of the bed and fall off. He would occasionally take a bite of his breakfast while Rael crawled on the bed and it was up to Lazark to place him back next to him. This was the Kertia Clan Leader morning routine. He would juggle his brother and morning breakfast. Every time Lazark put Rael next to him, he would take a bite of his scrambled eggs, and Rael took advantage that his brother was not holding him and began to crawl on the bed…again. "I see you like to play early morning," Lazark said, grabbing his brother once more as the baby giggled in excitement. Once Lazark was done, he spent a little extra time with him in bed every morning. Rael loved to play with his brother and wanted to continue his fun. Lazark placed his hand above Rael's eyes as the baby closed them. "Where am I?" Said Lazark and then took his hand away from where it was resting. Rael opened his eyes to meet Lazark. "Here I am!" said Lazark and was greeted with the sound of Rael's giggles and waved his hands in pure joy. This went on for about thirty minutes. "Alright, Rael it's time to get dressed!" He picked Rael up in his arms and walked to a dresser where Rael's clothing stored. He couldn't decide what to choose for his brother, so he asked: "What about this one?" It was a grey onesie that did not appeal to the baby. "Alright, then. How about this one?" He held a white onesie and showed it to Rael. Rael inspected it with his baby eyes and replied, "Goo" That was his seal of approval.  Lazark changed his brother to the white onesie he chose. Rael was patient as Lazark changed his clothing. The Clan Leader then held his brother once more in one arm as his other hand was busy selecting attire for himself. He placed Rael on the floor to change quickly. Every time it was time to dress, Rael was placed on the floor where he would crawl as his older brother dressed. Lazark was done putting the last article of clothing on him. He then scooped Rael from the floor and proceeded to walk out the door. The hardest part of the morning routine was that very morning Lazark would try to leave Rael in the care of the maids and others within the Clan. Rael was a baby but knew too well that his brother was about to leave him yet once again. Big tears began to fall from his little cheeks as they looked up at Lazark. "Don't look, don't look, don't look" Lazark told himself out loud as he handed his brother to a maid. He walked out the front door and closed it. Behind that door, a baby's cries could be heard.  He sighed since it was hard to leave the little one behind. Just outside the estate was Karias Blester waiting on Lazark as he usually did every morning. "Good morning, Lazark. I take it today is the day you leave your brother in the care of your Clan?" The eccentric blond said to Kertia family leader. Rael's cries grew louder, and it made it even difficult for Karias to walk away. Lazark nodded at Karias and began walking away. Every step was heavier than the last. Karias stayed where he was standing because he knew Lazark too well. This was also part of the morning routine. Lazark would try to find a way to bring forth all his strength to leave a crying baby Rael. He never could in the end. Every time he was about to walk out the estate's gates, he would quickly do a U-turn and return into the Kertia estate to retrieve his brother. Karias chuckled as he saw Lazark coming back again with baby Rael in his arms. "I guess today is not the day," said Karias.  Both Clan Leaders proceeded to the castle to meet the lord. Baby Rael's little nose was red, which was proof that he cried yet he smiled at his brother and rested his head on Lazark's chest as he sucked on his thumb.  "Can I hold him?" Karias asked. "You should ask him." He said motioning at Rael. "Rael, may I hold you?" smiled Karias to the baby. "Goo," replied baby Rael. It was a mystery why baby Rael approved Karias as another person to hold him. Lazark handed his brother over to Karias, who held him ever so gently. Two Clan Leaders were walking calmly out in the open with a giggling baby sporting the biggest and brightest smile in the world. 

[starberryhearts]

[sparkler1025]

Does anyone want to create a Noblesse discord? Or know if there is one?

[zwy01]

Some kertia doodles~~

[user-reindeerflotilla]

How far we have come.

[admin-linux]

Hey :3 Would it be okay to ask for some fluffy HCs for Frankenstein,Lazark and Karius with a shy and quiet female S/O who makes them a flower crown and hugs them? 🌹🌸

I will do that. Such a cute request.~Admin~

Frankenstein:

+ He would accept the flower crown, and bend down a little so she could put it on him.

+ He would only wear the flower crown when she was with him.

+ He will accept her hug.

+ He would make sure the hug was something special each time.

Lazark:

+ Though he wouldn’t fully show it, he’s happy that she had made him a flower crown.

+ He would blush a little when she put it on his head in front of everyone.

+He would gladly hug her back when she hugged him.

+ As she hugged him, he would smile slightly and blush at the action.

Karias:

+ He would accept the flower crown happily, since she had made the flower crown for him.

+ He would wear the flower crown proudly, bragging to everyone about how the woman he loves made it.

+ He would accept all the hugs she gives him.

+ If she hugs him, he will kiss the top of her head, making her blush.

[darkdevasofdestruction]

New fandom added!

Seeing that I literally binge-read the Korean manhwa 'Noblesse',I've been totally O B S E S S E D with it,and it's now my all-time favourite story~

So!

I'm adding it to my writing list,so feel free to request!

[chengsandagan111]

"ASSASSINS". ✨

A not so quick sketch of Amyeong (/Dark) and Rajak Kertia 🖤

Will probably digitize this too right after I finished one WIP. 😁

-hb mechanical pencil on sketchbook

#noblesse

#eleceed