#dragon: decay

[fr-thecollectors]

making some good project progress so far this year!!!

it feels so good to have more than halved what I've got in my project tracker over last year and this month (and these ones are from this month alone!)

info (+ skins) under the cut!

Decay (it/its) (skin: Hellwell Snaps by Cayleth) : It's a minor god of mutation and survival in my lore

Kyrma (any pronouns) (skin: Gustgather Guise by brightmyth) : depending on what part of the Forest someone is in, they'll hear two different things for them. One, is that they're the spirit of the wind. The other, the god of freedom

Tarpit (it/its) : hoping to find a fitting accent eventually. It's an incredibly ancient spirit of the Forest, dragging unsuspecting victims into the sludge of its namesake so their souls can be claimed by the forest.

Koba (he/him) : Suspected to be a guardian spirit himself, he can often be found with or near the guardian Arahael; it's believed that his mere presence wards off malevolent spirits.

Crabsquid (any pronouns) : Subnautica fandragon of my favorite creature from the game <3

Savir (she/her) (skin: The Desert Calls by Verdes) : When she died, her soul went unclaimed by the Forest, leaving her to wander her place of death aimlessly. She began to grow angry and violent in her loneliness... At least, until she was discovered by Apsular.

Apsular (she/it) (skin: Bodies Wash Ashore by Tymbs) : A benevolent creature residing in a large swamp, she guides travelers lost in her home back to safety. She discovered the spirit Savir near the edge of its swamp, and helped to tame her anger; the two now work together to help those who are lost.

[jemrising]

Couple's banners for all my current breeding pairs!

[birdmans]

I met a traveller from an antique land,

Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

OZYMANDIAS, PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

[dcartcorner]

Six Fanarts challenge, as voted on by my ko-fi patrons!

[jesterkilljoy]

ok so im trying to come up with names for the httyd characters

like stoick the vast, dagur the deranged, etc

and im on ruffnut

so i search "adjectives that start with r"

RUFFNUT THE RADIOACTIVE DECAY LETS FUCKING GO

[leighsartworks216]

Necromancy that decays the caster. Their fingers start greying and rotting, always cold, skin sloughing off until they've nothing bones left, hidden by gloves. The stench of rot follows wherever they go. Flies hover around them. They have to pick out maggots before they become consumed - not that they can even feel the wriggling beasts anymore.

Their face sinks in, their eyes fall deeper within their skull, dark shadows accentuation every hollow orifice, waiting to be revealed by slowly rotting skin. Their muscles ache as they atrophy and stop working. Their hair is thin and losing color. It is not long before their eyes become milky white, staring at nothing. Teeth fall out, hair falls out, their skin has patches where the skin is decaying and falling away. The more spells they cast, the closer they become to being the dead they raise.

[fanfictionroxs]

the targs have morals! you can fuck your sister and niece, but moms and daughters (sometimes) are off limits! have some decency!

terms and conditions apply: if you want to do your brother, you cant, you can go to mommy instead cause incest homophobia is stronger incest morals!

[coquette-bathtub]

If this man does not find himself some decent armour for next season, I swear on the Seven, I WILL rage fvck his dad.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the artwork. Credit goes to their respective owners.

[bowl-of-fruit-loops]

actually I hope there are a million more dragon age games and all of them center around solas trying to tear down the veil and failing due to increasingly wacky circumstances

[otherworldworldy]

31 days of Dragons! (part 1)

[sevilai]

Attack on Infamous!

He's both one of my best friends and my defacto student of sorts. It's his first artfight, too, and his first year of drawing seriously so please go check him out!

[rackiera]

Zombiekiera

Art of my gal Rackiera as a gross, goopy, nasty zombie. IT'S SPOOKY MONTH

[phyllidaluna]

Quick and dirty flower studies because I own all these got damn sketchbooks. Might as well use em.

[cloaksandcapes]

Inspired by another Twitch Chatter. If you follow us and join us on (most) Mondays and Fridays, you can help us make a magic item for your character\campaign! :)

Weapon of Decay

Weapon (any), legendary (requires attunement)

“This weapon's metal is rusted and has been stained a sickly green color. Despite the tarnished blade, the edge is just as sharp as the day it was first forged. Wilted vines grip the hilt and hold it tight to the hands of those who would wield it.”

You have a +3 bonus to attack and damage rolls made with this magic weapon and it deals an additional 2d6 necrotic damage on a hit.

While attuned to this weapon you can use can action to cast the wither and bloom spell. Once you cast this spell you can’t cast it again until you finish a long rest.

Whenever this weapon is drawn, all plant life within 5 feet of it dies and wilts away.

You can use an action to plunge the blade into the ground and cause an eruption of necrotic energy to surge forward in a 15 foot cone. Any plant life in this cone withers and dies instantly. Any creatures caught in this blast must make a DC 17 Constitution check or take 4d8 necrotic damage, or half on a success. This property can't be used again until you finish a long rest.

[lakelake-art]

Daily Drawing Day 21

Kyze and the skykin dragons who are absolutely obsessed with this guy.

[ruthlesslistener]

Thinking about giving my dragonriders a culture where the body of a rider is ceremoniously fed to a gravid (consenting) female as a means of both honouring the dead and the promise of new life. None of the dragons who shared their tongues with humankind have gods, but they do believe in a cycle of pseudo-rebirth where their dead-through feeding the most basal of beings like worms and scavengers- in turn invigorate the life of the world and live on through them. So by feeding the vessel of a person to a gravid female, what nourished their life before now nourishes the life of what is to come and a part of them lives on in the beings they loved best- the dragons they denned with