#big wizard lore

[hummsartandwizardposting]

@d1nosaurpower

I did the thing

[humm-bird]

What is the situation with @anti-wizard-council ??

okay fine.

So some guy with anti-magic shows up and wants to kill all wizards and the gang fucks with him for a while, fallow hangs out with him, basically we just try to get him to Not™

He goes into a big god-killing maze with fallow an after various encounters he throws em of a podium bc they were fuckin with him. then he opens a box and Entropy Itself™ comes out and starts murdering people bc apparently entropy is fucking inssane

[candyspells]

my uncle was a shepherd

Sheperds and wizards share a common ancestor! - Thesis

It's believed that the closest relative of the wizard (Magus turrim) is the witch (Magus venefica)... However, after much analysis of the species of Shepherds, I believe it is the closest relative to Wizard, and should be renamed Magus Pastores.

As a reminder, let's pass through the traits considered as representative of the Magus genus :

Hat

Symbiotic relationship with another animal (sometimes referred as familiar)

Said familiar is enhanced intellectually to perform tasks for the Magus sp.

Use of staff

Aside from that, wizard also typically sport a beard...

Now, if we look at a typical sheperd, they show similar traits :

Notice the presence of a hat, a staff, and a familiar (dog)... Shepherds dogs are also known for being smarter and more skilled than a lot of other dogs.

As for the closer tie with Wizard compared to witch, the members of Magus Pastores seem to share the same enjoyment of high places, altho they lack the instinct to construct their own tower, preferring to use mountains. They also lack the bright color of mages, although those are debated to be the result of selective breeding by aristocrate to have matching court jester and court wizards...

[meownotgood]

also while I'm on the topic of being off topic. this is my beloved durge tav moon. her wizard boyfriend sprays her with water when she tries to bite people

[itissadbutitsmy-artblog]

this is making me giggle so much

[rug-glitch]

ok I already uploaded these on my pinned post but I just gotta gush how much I LOVE THIS FIT

I think this is my favorite thing I've ever put Allison in LOL its sososo cute and so refreshing from all the armor we've gotten from the past few years (don't get me wrong I love a good armor) but I'm just so happy we got something so new yet it feels so W101 at the same time !! The pack was so worth the wait !!

[siltstrider]

have you ever seen a prettier tiefling

[starryknight-dragonarts]

Worker Dwarf

Dwarf Mage Me and my friend are working on a new fantasy story together, and we wanted to come up with our own version of classic Fantasy races like Dwarves, Elves, Goblins, Orcs, etc… I like to add a twist to them that makes them very different than you expect them be; But also I feel like in a lot of recent fantasy stories people have taken some of the "Fantastic" out of fantasy. I know it's the "classic" look but, too often Elves and Dwarves are literally just like Humans with something a little different about them and are rigidly type casted into one or a couple of specific Stereotypes:

Dwarves are almost always short muscular hyper masculine men with big thick beards, wearing Viking inspired helmets, and talk with a scottish accent. They are gruff, speak very bluntly and might be super literal or can't take a joke; They are very industrious crafters and builders, said to be some of the best in the world but also very strictly traditional as to never make too much progress out of the realm of medieval fantasy. They Love Booze-Hate Elves, like to Boast about how strong they are, are obsessed with gold and other treasures, live in Gigantic cavernous mountain halls, and greatly favor Axes and Hammers over all over Weapons.

These Dwarves on the other hand are like nothing you would find in the natural world. I wanted them to exhibit some of the classic Dwarven traits you expect like having big beards, being skilled craftsmen, and living underground, but I also wanted them to truly feel like a magical creature.

Dungeon World Dwarves are like a weird cross between an Ant and a Potato-man. Dwarves have a Queen who's larger than all other Dwarves and doesn't even look human. She produces all other Dwarves from her body as buds, then once they are big enough, attendant workers will sever the buds from the queen and bury them to finish growing in special nursery garden chambers which help adapt the developing bud to whichever working role they are meant to serve in the colony. After they fully develop they just pop out of the ground as a conscious Dwarf who know exactly what their role is, and immediately get to work. When they first emerge from the ground, Dwarves have legs but no arms. Over time they will grow their own arms with tools specific to their jobs and can grow arms which also double as tools for their specific job, but when they start out they may borrow an arm from one of the older worker dwarves who can just pop off their own arms off if they don't need it, and stick it to another dwarf, they may even have an entire group of dwarves who's job is to grow and farm spare arms for new dwarves so there are constantly extra arms in circulation, but even with a borrowed arm Dwarves seem to prefer to grow their own. One arm is typically smaller and more human-like, meant for more versatile general usage, while the other arm tend to be exceptionally large and even weirdly proportioned having multiple joints or branching arms, which are coated in an Earth-like or Metallic Exoskeletal shell that grows into the shape of tools. These Tools are highly durable, and resist extreme heats, and while attached to the dwarf that grew them, if they sustain damage from use, they are capable of regenerating. They can also make several arms at a time if necessary, but they always seem to specifically have an odd number of arms and are never entirely symmetrical. These arms are also not fixed in one place on the body, they are mobile and able to slide around all over the dwarf's body.

[soulhavens]

wizard101 but stardew valley

[loneliestofall]

do you remember what you look like? or what anything else is like? Because you don't know how long you've been in here, Are you worried that too much stimulation may be hurtful?

"Of COURSE I remember what I look like! I was the smallest pupil of my class, and for that I was often used as an armrest!" They'd giggle, longing for the idea of having any form of contact again. "But the longer I stay in here... I realize," There was a pause. A silence from LONELY WIZARD as they mull over their thoughts, as if trying to put up a barricade against any melancholy that arises. "I don't recall MUCH anymore... I remember the lands the Scrybes resided over, and especially Magnificus' GRAND tower! But... I don't remember much of Amber and Goobert besides they were my friends. I haven't seen them since I was put into..." ...

"WHADDYA KNOW!" They quickly move on, a big invisible smile forming on their face. "STIMULATION is NEVER enough! THE MORE THE MERRIER! LALALA!" They'd trot off to sing and dance, even if its a pain on the ears.

[little-estrellita]

Update on my Mystreet binge {Spoilers for season 5, Starlight}

WOOOO.

I remembered most of this season after all! I actually stopped watching shortly after the engagement episode. Right before Derek {Aaron's father} spilled all the secrets to Melissa {A's sister}.

I really did miss the BIG reveals and the downhill roller coaster that is Angel's fall. With this season's finally, I'm terrified of season 6. Only hearing that its.. chaotic to say the least.

Most of the episodes were great. I found myself feeling embarrassed about the whole "alpha" spiel. But that's more due to how the word is used now-a-days that made me cringe in a bad way. Idk where the whole Maria plot was going, thought she was going to try to cause a rift between the main couple?

I loved the cute moments this season! The bonding with Aaron and Aphmau seemed more chill than over the top lovey dovey stuff. They are cute without the pressure of appearing cute. Unlike Travis and Katelyn, which was a great constrast and gave a few giggles. Still find it a bit creepy that EVERYONE is so into their relationship. But rather that than the guys hoping for their downfall just to get Aph. Sylvanna telling her daughter that becoming a werewolf "just because" was disrespectful towards the culture explained why I was so off put by it. Still, think the whole try not to compare Aaron to a dog was funny. {but where did Celestia go? She was there day one then vanished...??}

I also loved Zane and Nana's relationship.. for the most part. I like that Nana was pushy with it while Zane wanted to take things slow. I'm just surprised that he let a lot go by in the name of not rocking the boat. The whole accidental cheating with the brother plot.. it's one of those scenes you know it happened but happily skipped over a bit to save yourself the second-hand embarrassment. Their kiss {while later on said it was just to keep him interested} was adorable! I feel like it was just the way Nana would confess her feelings. And with Zane? He might not have taken the hint otherwise. Garroth's "about time" response to the news was perfect. It showed that he had improved on keeping his baby brother's feelings in mind.. so much so that he noticed the chemistry between him and Nana before they did!

The proposal was also nice. We all knew it was coming, but it still felt special. Only a bit sad that their announcement to his parents didn't go as planned. Especially with Garroth getting snipped. Poor dude can't catch a break. Experimented on when young {which might explain why Garte favors him}, ladies ran from him, and now he's bedridden because.. as Zane would put it .. he's a boob( ╥ω╥ )

Rant over. Have a smug bastard {derogatory, he would make a funny reaction meme tho}

[good-wizard]

Good wizard sits at the table in his workshop, before him rests a new spell book, this one centered on summoning. He had purchased it due to an interest in learning a new kind of magic and he thought summoning would be fun.

He read through the instructions by candle light as a storm battered outside, his family was asleep by now and this left him in the quiet calm of his tower. Slowly he had been gathering the ingredients to summon his first creature. Rose hips, sulphur, charcoal, moon water, and finally, the most important ingredient: a single scale from a black dragon. It was hard to obtain it, even harder to harvest it ethically and responsibly, but he made sure to put in the effort, this was the most important part after all.

Good wizard found the book strange, the runes and text were in a different language and yet when he tried to use a translation spell he found it only worked about half the time, making the process for discerning ingredients even more challenging. No matter what he did though he couldn't seem to translate the name of what he was summoning, it was almost like the words didn't want to be read, yet still he pushed on.

He began to prepare the mixture of ingredients. Grinding all of the components into a wet smelly mud. He scooped the mixture up and traced the summoning circle on the floor, carefully and methodically tracing out each and every rune until the circle was finally complete. As he looked down at it he could see the broken bits of dragon scale glistening, the magic they contained began to seep into the rest of the circle until it was all vaguely glowing. He knew it was time.

He took his ceremonial blade and held it to his palm. Good wizard took a deep breath and slashed across his hand. Blue blood dripped slowly from the wound into the circle, as it fell he watched the cut and cracked edge of his hand healed itself, the innate magic in his porcelain body set on repairing and making him whole once more.

The blood that had fallen now began to behave oddly, it wove itself into intricate patterns within the circle and as soon as every piece of its trail was finished it also began to glow a light blue. It was time for the incantation. Good wizard closed his eyes to focus as he spoke. He began to feel the levels of magic energy rise in the room, higher and higher as the Incantation went on, whatever he had chosen to summon was powerful. Still nothing seemed to appear, the spell was still climbing to its crescendo. He spoke louder, pushing more of his magic into it, willing it into creation. The magic reached an all time high and then: Nothing.

Good wizard opened his eyes and sighed, there was nothing there. The circle had gone dim and all of the magic that was in the air was suddenly sucked away like it had never even been there. He groaned and stood up. As he dusted himself off he decided to call it for the night, he'd leave the circle to be cleaned in the morning.

Just as he was about to leave his workshop he heard a knock on the back door. It was odd for someone to come by so late, but he was always happy to help in whatever way he could. He approached the door and unlocked it, opening it up with a smile on his face, but no one was there.

"Hello?" He called, "Anyone there?"

Good wizard realized that no one was there and sighed, it must have just been the wind.

As he turned to close the door suddenly something struck him from behind. He made a choked out scream as claws ripped through his back, breaking his pottery skin and leaving chips on the ground. Blue blood began to pool as he writhed there, his breaths were shallow and panicked but he couldn't get up his body had been broken apart so much by just the initial attack it would take probably at least an hour for all of it to heal. That's when he felt the creature step on his back. Its massive weight pressed him into the floor and made him gasp in agony, he could feel the weaker pieces of his porcelain crack beneath it as it walked over him.

It moved languidly into his house, it's round eyes glowed as something vaguely pink and filled with malice. It crouched before him and grinned, massive and sharp tiger-like teeth glistened as it spoke.

"I suppose I should thank you for setting me free, hmm but how?"

Good wizard struggled to raise his fist, a lightning spell flickered to life in his hand and he watched as the beast's eyes lit up, a horrible idea brewing in its mind.

"Oh, I know. I'll do you a favor and take that pesky magic away. That way, when I go on my rampage, I won't have to kill you if you stand in my way. How does that sound?"

Good wizard froze in horror, the charged spell still sat uselessly in his hand. He didn't know what to say, he didn't even know if he still knew how to speak.

The tiger-like beast laughed, "Perfect."

It rose from the ground and moved to his back hovering just above his neck. Good wizard saw the glint of its teeth and as fast as lightning the beast bit down on his throat, he screamed in pain as he felt the beast rip something from him. Not a piece of his flesh or his bones, but rather something that felt more personal. A piece of his soul and all the magic he had learned. His vision was slowly fading and now all he could do was watch as the ball of lightning in his hand slowly faded.

It grew dimmer and dimmer and dimmer until

Darkness.

[humm-bird]

So! I'm taking it upon myself to summarize everything that happened to me before Watts showed up.

There's likely a lot of history that I am missing, likely with Gavamont, Ratazom, and Evilwizard, but this is just what I know. Forgive me if I mess up any details.

Before I joined the Council

When I first showed up, I got into a ruckus with the Council. Basically, they were (and still are) enforcing their laws and shit on a place where the gods had repeatedly told them to fuck off. That place is my home dimension.

This incident was specifically about taxes. I got into an—honestly very unfair, given that it took place in my home dimension and practically everyone there wanted the Council to fuck off—court case against the Council's only tax wizard at the time, @greywizard-reporter-jim.

The Council lost, and the god of justice (who really should take it's job more seriously, but I digress) teleported an adult thermonuclear moth into the City of Towers.

Unfortunately, I was stupid and told the Council that the moth was close to detonation and they promptly handled it.

I got Jim fired (sorry bout that) and started hanging out with him. Pretty cool guy, not gonna lie.

We did various things to fuck with the Council, including causing havoc at the... uhhh... I think it's called the Vault of Relics? Something like that. Anyways, all you need to know is that it's where the Council keeps their super powerful magic items. Side note, that was my first test of my Mithril Hydra!

Anyhow, while the bureaucratic fucks were distracted, Jim stole a bunch of documents from their archive.

We kept trying to fuck them over until I realized that I couldn't just defeat them. That's when I made my deal to join them to try to make change via policy rather than force.

Also, pretty soon after Jim started doing crime, his ex, @battlemageserioth, came after him. The story of how they got together is long and complicated, but basically Jim seduced Serioth to get a position on the Council. They were actually kind of in love but they were both complete messes at the time so it didn't really work out.

Working for the Council

I quickly became better acquainted with Serioth, and had a... friendly rivalry, I guess, with him. Basically, he was very devoted to the Council and didn't understand that it was pretty shitty.

He was tracking down Jim, but Jim learned how to combine tax magic an necromancy. Those skeleton mafia debt collectors are quite formidable.

Around this time, @djitch wanted to be a cook for the Council. I put in a good word with her, and she's currently working at a restaurant in the City of Towers that I cannot remember the name of.

Next big event!

The age of gretchen (aka everyone panics about a monster that ended up as a friendly eldrich horror)

Okay. So. @gr3tchn. You might know her from fucking with M.M. recently. She is basically the concept of hunger given physical form.

When she first appeared, I was one of the first people to respond. Uh, actually, before that, some context.

On Raazaa, attacks by monsters are very common. The big ones are by far the most dangerous. Well, except for the mermites. Those things will fuck you up. Anyhow, as a consequence of the preferred method of deterring giant monsters, my first response to seeing one is generally "hit it until it goes away."

I blasted a giant hole in Gretchen (sorry bout that) and she just turned into another mouth. By the by, she could barely talk at the time. The blast also sent a bunch of chunks flying everywhere.

Let's make this quick. Various pieces of Gretchen messed up a lot of stuff and met a lotta people. For example, @effervescent-and-frothy used to be a wizard but is currently Gretchen's... daughter?

@feyosha figured out that Gretchen changes based on context. For example, the bit that mothered Effer became very motherly, the one that visited @wizard-council-librarian became very studious, you get the gist.

By this point, Gretchen was fully sentient and I was just being stupid and rude by trying to fight her.

FeyOSHA "defeated" her by having sex with the giant eldritch horror. Not my kind of thing, but I don't judge.

...

Let's see... the next big event was...

Oh. That motherfucker.

Werill.

Serioth started having weird memory lapses. Nobody knew what was up until he wrote down that it was some sort of bug. He also was suspecting something up with Werill and a certain spot in the Board's chambers.

First, some background on Werill. He's a power-hungry shithead who was on the Board of Archmages, proposed a bunch of greedy bullshit, you get the gist.

Serioth went down a secret passage in the Board's chambers and found a massive underground... cathedral? I don't know. Anyways, Werill was in there, along with a LOT of memetovores. For those who don't know, a memetovore is a weird bug that eats memories.

Werill monolouged for a while before he sicced the little fuckers on Serioth and my guy barely escaped.

I heard all the commotion and went down to investigate. Werill was kinda kicking my ass too but I summoned my mithril hydra and that pretty effectively squashed the memory-eating bastards.

I managed to capture Werill, but I couldn't hope to kill all of the bugs and they had access to the underground portal room so they quickly fucked off to a buncha parts of this multiverse.

Now, cut to Serioth real quick. He and Jim are (I think, I could be wrong) still yearning for each other and Serioth's nearly memoryless subconscious lead him to Jim's old tower.

Something you need to understand is that Serioth was a revenant, clinging onto life via his duty to the Council. Now that the Council has betrayed him, he's fading away.

Anyhow, Jim turned him into a lich so that Serioth could live.

As for Werill, he's got a fucking false hydra in the ruins of the Council portal room, and we need to deal with soon.

[rexcaliburechoes]

ask game - KISS

spins a comically large wheel that just consists of the name "istorros"

god. okay. i've been looking for an excuse to talk about istorros. so i'm gonna take this as my sign to talk a little about him.

the real answer is sort of funny, because in my current file, he's romancing gale, so the last person he's technically kissed is gale. but story-wise, astarion, because of a bunch of funny shenanigans that happened behind the scenes.

here he is casting speak to dead for context (the only other reference i have of him is an Actual mugshot. lmao.)

[pigeonliker420]

whenever i go looking into help or random talk about bg3 i keep seeing people like comparing it to dragon age either in expectations or selling points and bro. ghirl. its not dragon age. its baldurs gate

[itissadbutitsmy-artblog]

this is the deb family lore in my heart

hes desperately trying to keep them all straight in his mind but their name modifiers to cadebra are all just "aunt" or "uncle"