#clayfolk

[therandomringmaster]

Blooluian(Rhymes with Julian((somewhat poorly)),The Mayor of the Town of Periwinkle,of the Lords of the land he governs and share,he's likely the most calmheaded,Kiln-born(oven baked clay) with a inner wire skeleton. of the Three or so factions split up,Bloo is reguarded as the most cool headed and orderly of the three and 1/2ish,I imagine the key to the city he carries can morph into a bigger key to beat people with,the chain is to attach to the key to swing it around.

[hiraeth-wayfarer]

Hiraeth Creature #1218 - Clayfolk

"A smattering of shapes, colours, and eyes, no one is quite sure what to make of the Clayfolk of the Mystic Veil. Most adventurers aren't even aware they exist but, in a series of forested valleys lining a forgotten riverway, the Clayfolk keep to themselves. They meander around nameless ruins and shrines attributed to no particular worship. People are free to rest and do as they please in their homes, as long as they don't cause a fuss or enter the makeshift graveyards left behind. A few foolish wanderers have tried to antagonize them for the sake of it, only to be skipped down the river with amazing speed.

In a land of stories like Hiraeth, it is odd to find an oddity that doesn't have an inkling of a backstory--though after the Giant's March recobbled the world, it shouldn't be too shocking that not every legacy would be accounted for. There is one theory for their creation: a set of tools sacred to the Earthen Maiden. Old legends say that those with the favour of the Earthen Maiden at the centre of the world could be chosen to wield Instruments of Earthen Creation, letting common folk create life from stone and mineral. The magically inclined have performed similar feats, but the beings made of the Instruments were said to impart a sacred connection to the Maiden herself. If the Clayfolk are of such make, then it is a wonder what the people of these humble valleys must have done to catch her fickle eye."

[iluvzfewdnstoreyz]

Never let your child Alone...

This story was told by my grandma and her dad who was my great grandpa, about two little kids possibly the ages between 7-9 years old a girl and boy were told to herd sheep back when my mom was girl herself so they lived out far from neighbors and stores no roads or highways were not made yet. Only trail bush roads back than so the mom, aunts and grandma’s were home they always made these kids herd sheep. The men always were away to store or help other neighbors even medicine man or in ceremonies. One day these two kids followed the sheep all day until maybe mid afternoon playing around after the herd but never knew about the bull. This bull belong to a a guy who was very mean and strict who lived far from them but his cows roamed everywhere along with that bull.

The two kids didn’t know the bull was watching them until he chased them both kids had to climb into a old abandoned hogan where the owner of that place was buried and we were always told not to bother old places where someone was buried inside it. The two kids went in there but the bull dugged after the two kids with his hooves and horn. My grandma told me that the bull had huge horns and hump on it’s back. He was the type of cow that wasn’t scared of horses.

The bull got into the old abandoning hogan and crawled in chasing those kids out of there. They were along ways from home. Just open spaces and hills along with few trees that weren’t even tall enough but the kids possible climbed the tree. The bull rammed over and over until it broke.

The bull got the kids and ate them. Back home the women got worried because the sheep came home without the two kids. The men came home the next day and went to neighbors homes asking if they seen the kids. They search tracking the sheep trails and found the tracks of the bull with kids foot prints. They went to the old hogan and seen that the bull followed the kids and found the kids all in pieces. They scalp and parts even hair were all over the place.

The men gathered and one man saw the bull laying around under a tree with a head of one kid. They knew who that bull belong too and went to that mean guy home. He had to see for himself. Sure enough, his bull had eaten the two kids. They call my great grandpa to help and hunted down this bull. Killed the bull and burned it. I heard it was huge bull who had no fear of anyone. My grandma told me this story because she remembered it all.

I know where that happen and to this day I don’t like see kids walking alone. Never know what animals might be out there. My grandma and grandpa always told us never let your child alone and watch them. It was better told one more detail in Navajo but was scary and sad story for me.

[mistleaneous-chaos]

Hey so this is a theory about Marika that was already made by smarter people than me but I had an idea and some potential proof for it that I just wanted to put out there

Elden Ring Spoilers

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Man thinking about Marika and the physicality of her and Radagon’s body in the Erdtree made me realize that she actually might just be a Silver Tear made perfect

Like think about it, the Silver Tear husk is an item that proves that Silver Tears have similar form to clay, as they start wet(as seen in their idle form) but harden into shape(as seen in their weaponry and ability to morph)

Now look at Marika

She is cracked the fuck open, and so is Radagon in the first phase.

Their bodies are not like their children, they’re like fucking clayfolk.

Along with that and the implications of The Nox folks being in tune with the stars, what if they knew of the coming of the Elden Ring because it used to be a star that fell to Earth (See: Elden Stars desc) and started to create Silver Tears to make a lord, and eventually created Marika/Radagon, so that they could be a vessel for the Elden Ring, perhaps that could have even been their sin considering the idea of containing God’s Vassal beast in a clayperson sounds a bit disrespectful

Not only would it explain the Numen and their origins(since the Eternal Cities technically are outside the Lands Between), but it would also explain Marika’s connection to them and how she was able to split up her and Radagon

Or maybe I’m wrong and Marika and the Numen are just from some random foreign country

But the THEORY COULD BE TRUE THO

[timlauer]

Favorite tweets

Super proud of my hubby & @MSD549C Ceramics Tr, @Richmondruss! His beautiful pottery will be on display & for sale at the Clayfolk Pottery Show in Medford, OR this weekend! Check it out if you are in the area! #tlap #OrEdChat #IM549c #MLmagical https://t.co/IwwMFpVEMS

— Tisha Richmond (@tishrich) November 16, 2018

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[themanylandsofhomestuck]

Saw a post about suggestions but since I know hardly anything about this area of homestuck, I'm just here to express a need to see something with pottery (like stoneware things you see at things like Clayfolk in Oregon, US and high school pottery classes?)

I’m not sure what you mean by pottery, but the current asks are for anything in homestuck (except for lands) since I don’t have the ability to digitally paint right now! I can draw, like, eridan with a water jug…?

[iluvzfewdnstoreyz]

His last appearance was in 1997. He comes out to eat every 23 years in spring, it is 2020 and guess what season we are in.

[iluvzfewdnstoreyz]

[iluvzfewdnstoreyz]

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Indonesia’s police have arrested a 29-year-old Philippine woman for killing and eating humans. This woman has killed and eaten more than 30 girls and many other humans including her husband and had kept their meat in refrigerator. She had been enjoying eating human meat for a long time.

This cannibal female had said, that she arranged many parties for her friends and relatives, to whom she had cooked and served human meat, without their knowledge. Her guests had said that her food had tasted very delicious.

This woman said that she had eaten the victims due to her inner desires and if she is given another chance, she would repeat this action again without any interruptions.

Even in prison, she had attacked a female guard, bitten her right hand and swallowed one of her fingers.

[iluvzfewdnstoreyz]

Taken at a McDonald's. We thought our daughter was alone in this playground at the time. The face on the left was not visible at the time i took this. When she was asked who was next t her in the pic she replied 'That's my imaginary friend Beto'!

[iluvzfewdnstoreyz]

I was just sent this from east glacier/browning area. WTF? Police were on their way he said someone alerted them to this guy laying in a ditch just squirming he then got up when they started talking to him...💀⚰️ (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ... ...(ꏿ﹏ꏿ;)😨

[iluvzfewdnstoreyz]

These photos were taken at the Sedona desert. You can clearly see the "spirit being" standing next to the ancient rock formation. As if protecting the sacred ground upon which he stands.

The set of two photos show the figure clearly forming within the small rock wall. the photographer told us they were well off the beaten path and he felt "the hair rise on his neck." He took two photos near the rock formation and this is what appeared.

[iluvzfewdnstoreyz]

Whispers in the Attic.

I have had some pretty crazy things happen to me and as a rule I keep them to myself because most people would call me nuts. I am glad that Native people know that there is more to this world than what meets the eye. I have many stories but I will start with this one as it happened last night. Around 11 pm my daughter called and was hysterical. She was crying so hard I was having trouble understanding her. So it turns out that she was working on some renovations in the kitchen and her husband was upstairs listening to music. She said she became aware that something sounded off. He likes that kind of music that sounds like people are yelling but something was weird. So she went upstairs to check on him. His music was blasting, but what she was hearing was his screams and him beating on the attic door. There is a deadbolt on the outside of the attic door to keep it from opening. When she got him out he told her he had been hearing whispers in the attic and went in to look and then the door slammed shut and the dead bolt clicked itself in. He had been locked in there for nearly half an hour screaming for help but because his music was so loud she did not hear him. The deadbolt is one of those that you slide and then it fits into a hole. There is no way that deadbolt could have accidently locked. The other creepy thing about this story is that he said he turned the music off before he went in the attic. After he went in and the door slammed and the dead bolt clicked his music came back on.

[iluvzfewdnstoreyz]

"I don't get cold..."

1990. I was 19 working at my first job for a beer distributor Warehouse (Miller-Lite). I was on 2nd shift, I'd usually clock-out just after 1:00am, I was still living with my parents and was driving my Dad's little beat up Dodge Dakota to and from the job, my Dad was very religious, he had a little plastic Jesus glued to the dashboard and a Saint Christopher medal on a chain hung around the rearview. Well, one night as I was leaving work I pulled into a convenience store for some gas and some grub, as I'm pumping fuel these 3 young punks (16 or 17?) walk out of the darkness. one of them, the leader of the three asked me.. "Can you give us a ride, we're just heading down the road a few miles, it's cold, man?" I was about to say "no", but then he hands me like three $1 bills and says.. "We got beer & weed at the crib, you can hangout for awhile, C'mon be cool, man!" I was Young & Stupid so I said.. "Yeah F**k It, but y'all gotta ride in the back and freeze your ass off until we get there!" they say "ok" and jump in the bed of the truck. as they jump in the one who did all the talking says to me.. "I'll knock on the window when we get to the street and the house, pull to the very back of the driveway when we get there!"

I finish pumping gas and open my driverside door when a skinny girl not much older than me wearing jeans, a short sleeve shirt and no jacket walks up. she stared at me with a scared look and asked.. "can I ride in front with you?" I was asking silently to myself.. "Where'd she come from? How come she's got no jacket, it's freezing?" but I figure she was with the three in back and I just didn't see her initially. so I motion for her to get in and she climbs in and slides across to the passenger side and turns her head away from me, just staring out the passenger window. as I pull out of the parking lot I say to her.. "Sorry but the heater doesn't work." and she says.. "I don't get cold." I'm telling you it was like °20 degrees that night. we ride in silence a few miles when we got to some dark neighborhood streets I wasn't to familiar with. I hear a raping at the back window, the leader of the group was signaling me to turn down the next block. right then the girl comes to life and says.. "Go to that store up ahead and drop us off!" she pointed to an all night convenience store just a few blocks ahead on the corner. again the dude in the back knocks on the window yelling.. "Right Here, Turn Here!" I put my right turn signal getting ready to turn into the street he wants to go to when she yells at me.. "No Don't, They're Gonna Jack You When You Get There!" - "That's What They Do, They'll Drag You Out, Beat The F**k Out of You, Cut You and Take Your Shit, Your Truck, Everything!" - "Go to the Store, They Won't Do Anything There, Park Right in Front and Just Take Off When We Get Out!" so I do as she says, I drive quickly and park in front of the store's front doors. I hit the brakes she gets out fast heading away from the store toward the street. the three in back aren't getting down though, I lock the doors fast, turn to the back window and the little leader of the bunch has his face up against the window smiling at me, and laughing yells.. "You Missed the Street, Man.. We're Still Gonna Party Right!" I shout to him and his pals.. "Get Out Here, Rides Over!" the other two jump off but the that one dude is still sitting there looking at me, still smiling! I hear one of the other two guys say to him.. "C'mon Flaco, F**k That Dude the Clerk's Watching, Let's Go!" he finally jumps off and all three head away from the store toward the road. as I'm leaving the parking lot I turn my head toward them, one of them flips me off and the other two are laughing, but I don't see the girl? I turn left slowly onto the street in the direction she walked off toward but I don't see her, she just disappeared?

I've thought about that night many a time.. Yeah, I think how real young & stupid I was, but I also can't help but wonder about her, after all she never spoke to them, they never spoke to her and the way she just disappeared, like she was never really there? I'm not religious, never really have been but I also think about my Dad's little plastic Jesus glued to the dashboard and the Saint Christopher medal hung around the rearview, Saint Christopher is the Patron Saint of all travelers.

[iluvzfewdnstoreyz]

Creepy 😨

[iluvzfewdnstoreyz]

The real reason why birds everywhere are acting out...