#fields of mistria Caldarus

[niymue]

the way id do anything for this slab of concrete

[art-flordesalonviejo]

I just want to draw Caldarus with the farmer, I imagine he must have been feeling lonely all this time.

I wonder if a tree grew in front of it, if it is possible that over time flowers would have grown on its body.

[sunflowerpin]

Even talking Dragon Statues deserve to enjoy the festival too!

[azuneekun]

Opinions on Caldarus?

i like him a lot.

[cloudcountry]

SUMMARY: you make sure caldarus is comfortable during a snowy day.

COMMENTS: for the dragon lovers. i hear you. @xxoomiii you asked to be tagged so here you are my wifey!!

Caldarus stands faithfully at the entrance to your farm, as tall and rigid and stoney as always. He’s awkward but it hardly shows, feeling the tendrils of sleep creep into his brain while knowing he will never truly be asleep.

Ironically enough, he will also never truly be awake.

He will forever be unaware of what led him to becoming nothing but a humble lawn ornament on your lawn, surrounded by the stone furniture you collected from the museum, placed to create a happier space around him. He is thankful for the gesture, yet another act of kindness he owes you for, even though he claims not to need it. It’s people like you who make the world turn. It is people like you who change the world. Caldarus knows that.

The lights in your house are on. The sheet of snowflakes makes the light seem fuzzy, and the wind is steadily growing stronger, but the warm glow of your presence does not fade. For some reason, he finds it difficult to take his eyes away from it. In all the years you’ve been here (what was it now, four? five?) he’s never felt this way. It puzzles him, like an ancient riddle or a new device humans created to keep up with the times.

People like you are always doing better, scrambling for a perfection that doesn’t exist. It’s as admirable as it is foolish.

He hears the door to your house open, and he’s certain his ears would have perked up had they not been stones. He can’t move his head but that doesn’t stop the instinctual urge to turn his neck, to see you, to catch even a single glimpse of what you were doing.

He’s thankful when you appear in the corner of his vision, making your way past the stone lamps and onto the giant stone pathway you put in front of his statue, a sign of respect for him and a testament to your hard work keeping the weeds and debris away from him.

“Hi Caldarus. I made you something.” you smile, and it’s only then that he notices the multicolored bundle in your arms.

“Oh?” he inquires, “What is it?”

You unfurl the bundle with a flick of your wrists, revealing a tapestry of some sort. Caldarus stares warily as you clamber onto his pedestal, positioning your body directly in front of him as you spread the colorful sheet over his body.

“A blanket?” he asks incredulously, a deep chuckle rumbling through his stone maw, “I told you, I have no need for such things. You didn’t have to do this.”

“I wanted to.” you say sternly, adjusting the blanket so it fits over his back, tucking it around his shoulders securely, “Comfort is a luxury and you deserve it.”

He wishes he had something to say to that. Something witty, or something wise, or something to ignore the way something inside him melts, warm and heavy and thick. It sinks into every atom of his being, and although he isn’t breathing (he hasn’t done so properly since he was turned to stone) and feels his chest shudder.

Oh.

Oh.

You step back and admire your handiwork, your warm hand gentle against his cold cheek. Your mouth is moving but he can’t hear the words you’re saying, his ears are too busy ringing and his eyes are flicking between you and the tips of the blanket wrapped around his shoulders.

“You look cozy.” is what he hears you say, and you laugh so sweetly it sends his heart ablaze.

How could he be such a fool?

All that time he spent watching you tend to your crops, all that encouragement he offered you when you helped out the town, all of the snippets of your conversations he overheard, all of his yearning to retain that information if nothing else—

It was love.

“Thank you.” he says, voice gravelly with gratitude.

You perk up at his thanks and pat his snout, jumping off his pedestal and landing gracefully on the snow in front of him.

“Reckless.” he tuts, because what if you sprained an ankle or broke a leg, humans are so fragile and he is in no position to take care of you.

“I’ll be okay Calda. You know that.” you salute, going on your merry way with a promise to be back before nine and to sit with him until midnight.

For the first time, Caldarus feels impatient for your return.

[lopartbymarah]

WIP MY CALDARUS HUMAN FORM

I could NOT get to colors to work in a way that I would be satisfied with, so I gave up =D But the flat line art is good enough for me to be happy to share! Let's simp the dragon together!!

[awgwst]

Feelin super normal things about this dragon

[alliemonade]

"He is just hybernating...right, Apple? Just a long long sleep."

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(thank you the dragon prince for the nice dragon references)

[dreamtydraw]

I love the winter season, I swear it's so cool I love winter....

Myliane is cleaning him from snow every morning....

Putting it under the cute to avoid spoiling people but I couldn't help myself and doodled my version of human Caldarus based on the color leaks

[knucklestheenchilada]

When I’m finally able to give the polite immortal stone dragon gifts and make him fall in love with me it’s gonna be all over btw

[caprin-fishie]

Caldarus and the little scrungle that some how married him

Said scrungle (me) showing him the bread I made all by myself

I am very normal about Fields of Mistria

I love it 💕💖

(Bonus version without me in it)

[dustbnnuy]

SHUT THE FRONT DOOR Does the 1st place++ reward from the spring festival has HORNS? like CALDARUS?? because its maybe an old tradition from the land since the time they still payed tribute to him?????

LOOKS LIKE HIS HORNS TO MEE Its officially my favorite wearable i will wear it when we get married in spring because its the season we met u.u

[avionvadion]

When your dragon neighbor calls you to talk to him, and your character end ups standing on the stone bench you put there to make the area look pretty... pffft. All I can think of is maybe my character wanted to be closer to eyelevel, so she stood on the bench to look at Caldarus properly. Lol.

I need this game to let me toss a blanket over him when it snows. Hmmm. Maybe torches are a thing you can craft later. Place 'em around him so he can stay toasty in the winter. Caldarus, bestie, I got you! I'll figure something out.

I love him so much. T_T

(These next few screenshots are older, you can tell by the single cherry tree, but yeeeeee)

Also, HE'S A SPRING BABY.

I. LOVE. HIM. SO MUCH.

(Okay, back to the more recent screenshots)

Oh, frick, EILAND'S ONTO US, CALDARUS.

I'll have you know I've been playing farm sims since I was, like, five, March. I know exactly what I'm doing. I've been jumping fences since Harvest Moon: Save the Homeland. The swimming bit and magic is new, but FIGHT ME, MARCH. The second blue cows are unlocked and my man Caldarus is no longer a statue, I will be unstoppable.

[sunflowerpin]

hello fields of mistria people

[marchofmistria]

What age do you HC all the bachelors/bachelorettes in Fields of Mistria?

March: 25

Ryis: 26

Hayden: 40

Balor: 30

Eiland: 26

Olric: 29

Caldarus: ???

Valen: 39

Juniper: 32

Reina: 25

Adeline: 26

Celine: 23

Need to hear everyone's thoughts!!

[sixthdivine]

Morning coffee gossip sessions before farming are very important.