#githzerai tav

[0ccuria]

new bio-cards! used @tav-dex's template as a base to build off of.

[astralprisms]

Skaro - my githzerai Eldritch Knight fighter tav - painted by @/palicrone on twt

Full image below

[skullywullypully]

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[tashas-cauldron-of-magic-soup]

Judir'azith of Zerth'ad'lun

...or simply, Jude

last of his clutch - disciple of Zerthimon - master of the astral self - youngest of the zerths - ghaik defiled - source of my joy - six-arms

Meet him below...

Brief Backstory:

The late hatch of a small clutch, Judir’azith was raised in the great githzerai capital of Zerthadlun. Nestled within the Elemental Plane of Chaos, it is the one jewel of tranquility in a sea of churning matter. Judir’azith hatched within five minutes of his clutchmate, Kharmerra, and the two were sent to the communal nursery together. But their attachment wouldn’t cease after that, remaining close companions as children. As githzerai, similar to their githyanki cousins, lack a sense of blood familiarity, Kharmerra became the closest semblance of a sister he had.

Both children were selected to be raised in the grand monastery, Zerth’ad’lun, for which their city was named. Destined to grow and develop into Zerths, the monk-priests of Zerthimon, the great githzerai their people followed in the wake of their freedom from the illithids. His tenets of self-knowledge and personal freedom would become their mantra. And the perfection of their bodies and minds their goal. In Chaos, where the elements meet their edges and meld together, the Way of the Four Elements guides the githzerai to control them.

However, as the two grew to adolescence, Judir’azith found a rare power within himself that caught the attention of their tutors. During his meditation, the young Zerth disciple found himself. Or, something much like himself. A mirror. A projection. This separate self, still connected to the whole, responded to his will. It was him.

At the first signs that Judir’azith could astral project, the head council of monks, the Enlightened, agreed to train him separately from the others. Under the special tutelage of those who could do the same and had mastered the art. As such, Judir’azith was given over to Enlightened Lhashmina, a wizened monk trained in the Way of the Astral Self.

Judir’azith became Lhashmina’s ward and she watched him much like a mother lioness. Strict, pushing him ever higher to reach his potential. Yet, in the same breath, encouraging and understanding in a way his other tutors were not. She knew how it felt to have your inner self detach from the outer self, and the pains one went through to hone it. She showed him a warmth that shaped him into what he’d become. The closest thing a gith could have to a mother.

But Judir’azith would never forget Kharmerra, his closest clutchmate. Even as they now lived and trained separately, and she palled with the other disciples. She wouldn’t forget him either. Soon, Judir’azith grew into a young man, and the Enlightened Bertholomais, head of Zerth’ad’lun, declared the talented monk ready to ascend to the rank of Zerth. One of the youngest to do so. Only 19 years having passed on the Material Plane since his hatching. And the new rank afforded him a larger level of freedom. So, he sent for Kharmerra and invited her to visit him as often as she wished.

He learned that in the time they were apart, Kharmerra had become a respected monk of the Four Elements. She was social and well liked and even found the pleasure of mates. Things Judir’azith lacked in his years of isolated training. So, like any good sister, she became his bad influence of sorts. She pulled him from the monastery to spend evenings with the disciples of the same age. While he excelled beyond his peers in his studies, he played catch up with the experiences of kinship and connection they’d formed.

Luckily, something between he and Kharmerra was shared, and it was sense of humor. Though the githzerai at large appear stoic and joyless to the beings of the Material Plane, they own a certain kind of acerbic wit that Judir’azith was quick to pick up. He made his awkwardness work for him, in a way. Making jokes at the expense of his talents with astral projection, and his towering height, and his shyness.

Life in Chaos was good, for a time. But forming the connection to the multiverse as he had, when there comes a disturbance, it calls him to answer. In his state of meditation, much like when his talents first emerged, an imbalance rang out to him. It pulled him toward something in the distance. A purpose of some sort. He let his mirror self follow it and found it in the Material Plane, on the coast of a great sea. Plucking rhythmic on the strings of time and space. A voice.

“Your kind will know of my dominion once more. Once more you will submit.”

He awoke from his trance with a start, running out to the balcony of his high apartment within the monastery. Surely, on the horizon of the rippling tumult outside the city, a ship was approaching. Organic and skittering, a tangle of black tentacles. About the walls of Zerthadlun, beacons lit in quick succession. Before the young Zerth could respond, the Enlightened called out to them telepathically.

“Now is our time. Protect our people. Do what you must against the ghaik and see that they are never so bold again.”

Judir’azith remembers very little that followed. There was running. Kharmerra’s braid swaying behind her, her hand in his. Where the untrained ran to the monastery, to their sanctuary, the two ran against them to meet the nautiloid in its approach. Ready and willing to face their former slavers with fury. The zone of protection around the city gave the ship pause for but a moment. The ghaik technology wore a hole into their fortitude.

Judir’azith called upon his astral self, as Lhashmina had taught him. The glow of four extra ethereal arms, a mask of pale green fire. Slipping into a state of oneness with the world.

He remembered the smell they brought on the wind howling through the hole in their defenses. Damp and oily, sickly sweet as death. A flurry of blows took one to its knees, the tip of his spear drove through and through the next. The arms of his mirror self reaching out like a hedge of protection. Until the great tentacles of the ship slithered through the streets.

He was quick. They were quicker. They found him. Over in an instant.

In many flashes of delirious memory, he stared into the toothed maw of a tadpole burrowing into his eye socket. Enraged, screaming, sobbing wracked him like he’d never felt before. Few precious lucid moments to mourn his life before and what he would become. His promise, his talent. The pride of Zerthimon. A life turned to ash before him. Fists trained on hatred of ghaik now struck the seemingly impervious interior of his pod until the organic tendrils restrained him once more, their hold on his psyche lulling him into a forced sleep.

It wouldn’t be until he awoke among smoke and wreckage, somehow yet alive and not ghaik, that he realized he’d crashed onto the Material Plane. He felt the magnetic pull from before, in his meditation, moments before his undoing. This was the place. Or terribly close to it. He stumbled to the elven woman from the ship, freed from her own imprisonment by his hand.

She called him a new name when she awoke. Jude. She found Judir’azith of Zerth’ad’lun to be too complex, she said. Or rather, a mouthful. He liked the turn of phrase. He liked Jude, too. Practical.

Ship Name: Jude'zel (Lae'zel x Jude)

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[aphneia]

[brightaxe]

Oh'naya of the Githzerai. Way of the Astral Self monk.

[vikintor]

GITHMAP (Githyanki Stronghold game)

Explore a Githyanki stronghold in this FREE, non-combat, museum-like experience. 

Discover Dungeons&Dragons Original Characters from many other creators, uncover trivia and find secrets in this short one-map GZdoom fangame based on the Githyanki race. 

Inspired by the beggining of "The Lich-Queens Beloved" adventure and using Baldur's Gate 3 as base.

STORY

"Val'ty (Jez'rathki) was investigating the source of the earthquakes threatening her homeland, the city of Tu'narath in the astral plane. 

Following a clue, the Vlaakith's devotee got her hands on a heretical Githyanki disc revealing that Susurrus (Her Queen's palace) is the culprit for the series of tragedies on her land.

However, reporting the findings to his superiors led to the end of the research, the destruction of the disk, and an unfortunate visit from the Queen's inquisitors.

Soon, evidence of Jez'rathki's treason surfaced.

Now, rescued from near death and brought back by rebels, Jez'rathki wakes up in a strange stronghold, but one thing is certain, she still knows the disk's truth, but not sure of what to do with the dangerous information."

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// SPECIAL THANKS:

@wanderingnork

Githyanki resources

@des-no9

Gith Language expansion

Help with cutscenes.

@unaarista

For the lovely Jez'rathki postcard birthday gift. :3

OCs FEATURED

@des-no9 with Vanquish 

@tunarath with Kith’rak Ilu

@ardentkurashk with Ka'zalii, Knight of the Silver Void

Rook( @astraltadpoled - @astralprisms) with Xa'rok and Skaro - The Shield of Shra'kt'alor

@dykeguro with Jamrel 

@piipaw with Gum- Unrenoun Cleric of Mystra 

@remornia with Xy'mox

@warmhealerr with Ta’rath, Ra’sha, and Gaalil 

@leadflowers with Rynessa

[wuhuha]

Drew a bunch of gith oc'c from Tu'narath, the gith appreciation server. Kind of a continuation of this: [Link]

Thank you to those who allowed my me to take their giths on a well deserved vacation, sponsored by Orpheus after defeating Vlaakith or something.

Van'ath by @gothyanki - Avoiding being social, problably the lifeguard as well.

Tuj by @des-no9 - Ready to party at the beach, rocking socks and sandals.

Sabine by @redcapmcnasty - Challenged H'rayn to a water gun fight.

H'rayn by @githkisser - Accepted the challenge, argued that a water hoes functions the same as water gun.

Ez'rhya by Me - Was about to grab a dry towel to continue the search for the one piece idk.

[intheunderdark]

I don't know if githyanki could be druids, but I wanted to draw such a character surrounded by a forest 🌳 ✨

[des-no9]

Some magma sketches ft Vanquish, Voss, Tuj, Una's Kir'y, and @githkisser's H'rayn 💜 top 3 by me.

And bottom is Voss from my Scottish Highlands AU done by @unaarista 🥺💜

[0ccuria]

"I am nothing but a granule in the ever changing sands of time. The particles that bind together to create my physical form are barrowed. Once I've had my use of them, they will find their way to another soul - I can only pray that soul harbors more patience than I when listening to you speak... "

[astralprisms]

Down, down, down by the river...

A stunning commission of Skaro & Xa'rok (inspired by the EA dream lover scenes) from @pickled0ctopus

[skullywullypully]

I like to imagine that Lae'zel would attack Githzerai tav randomly throughout the day like this:

[lazysload]

Dar'zah, githzerai, monk, master of disguise (no)

She pursued the nautiloid to intercept the Astral Prism and disrupt the plans of the githyanki, but something went wrong...

Like Zhjaeve from Neverwinter Nights 2 she has to hide her face.

[t0mb0i]

My githyanki monk Xin'lath

My sweet boi

Updated on my beautiful Gith son✨️

[piccogirl]

Tavember Day #2 is Lover I don't have direct shipping names for any of the pairings, but something that could perhaps be called a working title? Especially as I'm trying to write a few little things under these names. But I have no idea how to write almost whole books....and I am slow!!

A'amonduth and Lae'zel

Path of Silver Steel and Copper Scales

Lae'zel likes to call him My Dragon, My Silver, Scale-Boy or even Old Man. A'amon would call her My Fury or My Queen. But he also likes to use the simple, affectionate names like Darling, Love, Dearest. And in some situations Mistress.

Tronoth and Halsin

Tranquillity under the Oak tree

Halsin uses the usual terms of endearment such as My Love, My Heart or Darling. But he also likes to use Little Wolf, My Wolf or My Ranger. And very rarely Honey pot. Tronoth doesn't use many pet names, but he likes to call Halsin Big Bear or Honey Bear.

Dederich and Gale

Pages of my Heart's Potions

I think Gale, as well as Dederich, have a wide arsenal of pet names for each other. Dederich in particular almost always has a different pet name for his Gale. But there are a few that always come back. For example, Dederich likes to call Gale My Apple or Apple Mine, My Volley, My Tempest. And Gale often uses My Rose, My Spark or Sweetheart.