#hoards

[corkinavoid]

Dragons have hoards of treasures they collect and protect.

Dragons are also big and scary and looming.

Dragons rarely speak, instead they grumble and roar.

I present you a hot take, Batman is a dragon and his kids are his hoard.

[aura-oracle]

I know I’ve been posting a lot about goblin and goblinkin again. I just wanted to say, before someone accuses me of it, I am not using it in a racist antisemetic way. In fact the race in question from what I’ve read online is divided if they mind people using goblin and goblinkin and goblincore or not. So, I’m using in a better context. Mine does not act like the stereotype at all. In fact, they aren’t even green! In my headspace, they are either gray, brown or red skinned. No hooked noses and no greed. I am gray skinned. Also, we act similar to this screenshot I found. The only personal property is our clothing and our personal wooden box of our little hoard items.

[perevision]

Currently doing a little series on dragons with a friend.

1/5: Hoard. I had the idea for this years ago, but it was fun to finally flesh it out. Dan Berry’s brass pen with Cornilessen Doomsday ink plus Winsor and Newton watercolours on Khadi paper.

[skeletalveins]

collages

[mothingness]

mmmm little game. tell me in the tags what objects you collect/hoard AND what animal/creature/etc. you associate your hoard with

[ashestoshadows]

I miss the hoards that could potentially happen when running in the wilderness- poor Zigmund :'D

[dude-the-ancient-dragon]

Ok dudes, someone asked me how dragons relationships work. And let me tell you, not great.

Ok so, dragons are pretty freaking adversarial, so the first meeting is usually a territory or treasure thing. That's normal, and doesn't mean she likes you. But then both dragons keep finding excuses to start a feud, like deliberately going into the other dragons territory, burning down a village, killing an enemy or stealing the loot you wanted. Now, this is super tricky cause it's easy to misread the situation like, if she says something like "I have no interest in fighting you" that's not flirty. But if she's like " I don't want to fight a pathetic worm such as yourself" she's trying to get you angry to continue the feud. Usually this ends up in one or more steamy fights that can get pretty serious. When there is a mutual gesture of respect for each other's power BAM! that's it. That's a dragon relationship.

After that the dragons start raiding together. Raiding is like, date night. Word of advice be a show off. Village burning on the first raid is eh, you wanna start big, like bringing a ruin to a kingdom or knocking down a found family of heroes, something memorable. Now, real talk, most dragon relationships don't get past this stage, usually you meet a nice dragon, go on a decade or two of raids then break it off. But if you really hit it off you get to the lair stage.

The lair stage is when you both move onto the same castle, cave system, ruins, captured city or whatever. Wondrous domesticity. You can say things are getting pretty serious, because by this moment you are a major threat to the continued stability of the general area. Normally when two dragons lair, raids by enemy armies and adventuring parties jump in frequency.

And then, after a century or so of lair is when you merge your hoards. Once you merge your hordes the dragons are together for life. Obviously this doesn't happen super often.

[toastthemoth]

I genuinely believe that dragons are basically like huge crows because of the fact they are known for their hoards. They collect piles and piles of things and usually, they are known for collecting things that are shiny, crows collect shiny things as well.

Also, you can teach crows to bring you shiny things so do you think you could teach a dragon to do the same?

[fortherecordcollective]

Hoarding

⠀⠀⠀❛⠀⠀⠀' popular '⠀⠀⠀♡⠀⠀⠀dividers

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⠀⠀𝑤ℎ𝑦 ' 𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ' 𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ ?

[bookwyrminspiration]

I can behave normally around books

[eastsidemags]

East Side Mages - New Gods, Who This?

East Side Mags and Dungeons on the Go are bringing another awesome homebrew Dungeons & Dragons campaign, written by Dungeon Master Erik Cheski!

This is NEW GODS, WHO THIS? (ALL AGES, ADVANCED ) and consists of FOUR TOTAL EPISODES. 

About NEW GODS, WHO THIS?: Looting multiple draconic hoards comes with a hefty bank account and a slew of magical items.  Trouble is, some of those items may be sentient, or still in touch with those who crafted them, which could bring trouble to the party, like some powerful sorceress sending aberrations hurtling through the plains to murder those who hold it.  But for now the party is headed for an eternal storm that might have gotten bigger due to the presence of an Ancient Blue Dragon.

The dates are:

12/8 (Sunday) - 10am-12pm

12/15 (Sunday) - 10am-12pm

12/22 (Sunday) - 10am-12pm

12/29 (Sunday) - 10am-12pm

Entry to all dates is $100. 

***WE ONLY HAVE 8 SPOTS AVAILABLE*** so sign up below. Spots are given out on a first come, first served basis and we will CLOSE registration once all 8 spots are filled. Once payment is received, your spot will be locked in.

THIS IS AN ALL AGES/ADVANCED GAME!!!

Questions can go to jeff@eastsidemags.com.

GAME ON!!!

[swordsoprano]

we are so back

[i-crush-on-fictional-men]

"All right, all right, I get that you don't like him, I don't like him that much either, but Sharie does. Okay? Can you at least be slightly less hostile? Please?" You were almost begging her to not roast Thomas alive.

The dragon snorted, and smoke puffed out of her snout.

"I know you don't want to, but Sharie would never forgive either of us if something happened to him. She would probably run off with that hooligan of a suitor. I know we both love Sharie equally, so I know you wouldn't want that to happen, right?"

You could almost hear the dragon grumbling.

"Good. When he leaves, if you behave, you will get five more gold coins. Sound good?"

Rollos' eyes gleamed at the thought of five whole gold coins. Your family was well off enough that five gold coins was definitely doable for very good dragon behavior. Both of you turned towards the sound of a knock on the door.

"Remember FIVE GOLD COINS." You looked toward Rollos, reminding her of the reward.

You yelled for Sharie to come down the stairs, for it was probably Thomas, here for his daily visit. Thomas had been courting Sharie for a few weeks, and had started making visits to the family house every day, maybe about one week ago.

You opened the door, and Thomas strode in, with a mere "hello" to you, not waiting to be invited in. He grabbed an apple from the bowl of fruit you kept by the front door, and strutted into the main room of the house.

You followed him, rolling your eyes, and hoping his manners would improve if Sharie decided she wanted to put up with him much longer. He was a handsome enough boy, but surely he hadn't had a good upbringing if he was acting like this in someone else's home.

Sharie was just coming down the steps, in her best green robes, and you could tell she was trying to impress Thomas. She had her hair braided with daisies stuck in every inch of the braid. She looked positively gorgeous and you were sincerely hoping, for Thomas' sake, that he treated her well. If he didn't, you knew Rollos would gladly burn him to a crisp, and you would still reward her with at least two coins.

Thomas barely spared Sharie a glance. She went over by the chair he was lounging on and stood next to him. He was finishing the apple, and simply tossed it onto the floor.

You cleared your throat "Erm, Thomas, would you mind taking care of that? I'm sure the animals out back would like it."

He shrugged, picking at his nails. "Sharice, you wouldn't mind, would you?" She frowned, but picked it up and headed towards the back door. You craned your head, waiting to hear the door close, and then you rushed towards him.

"You had better clean up your act! How dare you treat Sharie like that! Do you know how quickly I could have a dozen more courtship offers from much nicer young men?! I ought to have Rollos roast you alive right now!"

Thomas' eyes widened at this outburst of rage, and you almost slapped him.

"You can choose to be a well-behaved young man, or you can get OUT!"

He looked very offended, and Sharie came back in through the door, a little bit huffy from Thomas not getting her name right. You could see Thomas eyeing the door, and he stood up from the chair stiffly.

"I uh- I think we shoud stop seeing each other Sharie. Um, best wishes." He nearly stumbled through the main room door, and you could hear Rollos getting a little bit angry.

Sharie turned to you, and you could see fire in her eyes. "Mother! What did you say to him?! I loved him!"

Then you could feel heat blasting through the door into the entry hall. You were sure perhaps Rollos had sneezed, and rushed through the door. Thomas was on the ground, trying to put out a flame that was crawling up his trousers.

"Your dragon nearly killed me!" He screamed at you.

Rollos snorted, and communicated to you that he tried to sneak a boot full of coins from her hoard. You could see her snout starting to glow red again, and you would have let her fry Thomas, but his parents would surely not be very happy, so you shoved him out the door, and he tripped so that his chest landed right in a pile of horse feces. You closed the door and asked Rollos why she was keeping her hoard in the entry hall where anyone could steal from it.

She huffed proudly and you knew she wanted to show off her treasures.

"Ok, but could you keep most of it upstairs? Perhaps it will fit in the hallway closet." You fished out your purse, and put three gold coins on the pile.

Sharice came in with a bucket of water, and put out the small flame on the floorboards.

"I apologize Mother. Anyone who would steal from Rollos' hoard is not a good choice for a courtship."

But you could still make out tears in her eyes. You escorted her up to her room, and helped her into bed.

"Now I want you to get plenty of rest. We've been through a bit today, and tomorrow, how would you like to go with me to the marketplace and we will buy you a new ribbon, or something of the sort?"

She nodded, deep in thought, and you closed her door as you exited her room.

"Rollos, will you need some help moving your hoard?!"

You and the family dragon have an agreement. You don’t touch the hoard, and she in turn keeps a watchful eye on the home. Things have been fine for years till recently. Seems the family dragon does not like, at all, your 17-year-old daughters’ boyfriend.

[zanephillips]

JOSEPH QUINN Hoard (2023)

[tojisun]

thinking about oral cockwarming price underneath his desk.

garrick and mactavish had interrupted him as he tries finishing his paperwork to ask if perhaps he would have known where you went but john just says he doesn’t and that they should scram because laswell wants those papers sent to her as soon as possible. meanwhile, you are on your knees before him, hidden under his heavy oak desk. you have your head leaning on the robust press of his thigh, your eyes going heavy as drowsiness fills you up.

then, the door opens again. with how close you are to your captain, you hear his grumbled annoyance before he addresses who it was—“ghost. what brings you here?”

simon doesn’t reply for a moment and you are back to tuning everything out except for the weight and size of john’s cock and how it twitches every time you swallow, when—

“yer hiding the rookie, aren’t you, sir? right there, under yer table.”

his tone is light, pleased and amused, but the knowledge that you’ve been caught. that a higher-up—hell, not just anyone but ghost, knows what you’re up to—

…well, fuck.