#howling griffons

[biggestlittleminis]

Bought this model originally to do airbrush testing and practice. So the colors aren't completely even, but I'm happy with the over all look.

Came to me as a Glued together Gladiator Valiant. The top is 3D printed. If I was building it from scratch, I would do sub assembly and get the bumper pads painted on all sides before gluing them

[littlefoxgw2]

i swear there's a cat on tumblr somewhere i've seen who looks exactly like this thing (not pangur, a different skrunkly creechur)

[hollowflight-propaganda]

No way?!?! I'm posting art that ISN'T cat fanart?!?!?!

Anyway, this is my definitely-not-a-day-late drawing for the first day of Cringetober! (Ignore how I didn't even polish this because I didn't want to put it off anymore) This is the first and one of the only heterochromia havers in my queer wolf story, Blazor! Infodump below if you're interested.

So, I bet you've noticed that he's not a wolf, he's actually a griffon dragon hybrid! Yeah, there's a reason I wanted to draw him for Cringetober. The draconic part of him is his back half, which gets him occasional weird looks because all the other griffons only have mammalian back halves, but most are tolerant of him. He's dead during the main story and has been dead for like 3,000 years due to a mass extinction event that wiped out all the cool mythical creatures :(That's why I chose to talk about him mainly, because what's there to spoil when his purpose is to be dead!

Funny story, I originally gave him heterochromia because I had a scraped sequel plot where he gets reincarnated as one of the new characters in it. The sequel was a whole mess and none of it exists in the canon anymore, but it's still the reason why I gave him heterochromia, which I did to make his eye color match with his reincarnation's. The scraped sequel was wild and I kinda miss it.

Anyway, couple tidbits about Blazor. The chip in his beak is something he got from an accident when he was first learning to fly, he didn't damage anything else luckily but he still gave his poor mom a heart attack. He also spends a good majority of his time busking! I'm still on the fence on making up instruments because they're fucking dragons, or not doing that because I'm lazy. Just know that what he plays is something similar to a mandolin!

[pupsmailbox]

DOG︰WOLF ID PACK

NAMES ⌇ ace. affen. affie. aidi. airendale. akita. aksaray. alano. alex. alfie. amarok. amaruq. annie. apollo. archie. arianell. aries. armant. artemis. artois. ash. asher. aurora. badulf. bailey. bandit. barbet. bardou. barkley. basenji. bear. beau. bella. beowulf. biewer. blue. bluey. bolt. boris. boxer. brad. brenard. brittany. brutus. bud. buddie. buddy. buster. buttercup. buzz. cailean. cain. cairn. caleb. canaan. cane. canid. canis. carlo. carol. catellus. celeste. charles. charlie. chase. chewie. chip. cliff. clifford. coco. collie. conall. conan. conell. cooper. daciana. daisy. dale. darwin. dash. daxie. dexter. diana. dire. dixie. duke. dylan. echo. emory. eros. eskie. ester. fang. fenrir. fido. finn. ford. fox. frankie. ghan. glen. gold. gordon. gray. grey. griffon. grim. grimmwolf. hamilton. harley. havana. hero. hound. howl. hunter. indie. indy. jack. joey. kai. kaleb. kalev. kelpie. ken. kerry. kibble. kibs. kit. lady. leo. leon. llewelyn. lola. lowell. lucine. lucy. luna. lupin. lyall. lyca. lycro. lycus. mace. maisie. mal. malinois. marley. max. mia. miles. milo. mingan. mob. molly. mudd. mutt. nala. night. noire. noiresse. noirette. nova. nugget. nyx. oliver. ollie. orion. oscar. paxton. peach. pebble. phoebe. picard. pila. pluto. poppy. puff. pup. ralph. randelle. randy. red. redd. reika. remus. rex. rhys. riley. rocky. rolfo. roman. romulus. rosie. rover. rowdy. roxie. roxy. ruby. rudy. ruff. rufus. ruppell. russel. russell. sadie. scottie. scout. scruff. scruffy. selena. shep. shepard. shepherd. silver. sophie. spike. spitz. spot. stafford. star. stella. stick. storm. stormy. suki. teddy. terry. tiger. tosa. venerie. walker. will. wolf. wolfgang. zev. zip. zoey.

PRONOUNS ⌇　arf/arf. awoo/awoo. ba/ball. ba/bark. bark/bark. bite/bite. ble/blep. bo/bone. bo/bork. bork/bork. cae/canine. can/cani. cani/cani. canid/canidae. canin/canine. canine/canine. cha/chase. chew/chew. claw/claw. co/collar. coll/collar. cute/cute. dig/dig. dog/dog. drool/drool. en/energy. fang/fang. fe/fetch. floof/floof. fluff/fluff. fluff/fluffy. fur/fur. fur/furry. ga/game. grey/grey. grim/grim. gro/growl. growl/growl. grr/grr. guard/guard. ho/howl. houn/hound. hound/hound. howl/howl. hunt/hunt. jump/jump. lea/leash. leash/leash. lo/loyal. loyal/loyal. lu/lupi. lup/lup. moon/moon. mutt/mutt. muz/muzzle. night/night. pa/paw. paw/paw. pawprint/pawprit. pet/pet. pla/play. pla/playful. play/play. pooch/pooch. predator/predator. pro/protect. pup/pup. puppy/puppy. ri/rir. ri/ruff. roll/roll. rough/rough. ru/run. ruff/ruff. run/run. silv/silver. slob/slober. snap/snap. snarl/snarl. sni/sniff. snout/snout. soft/soft. squi/squirrel. star/star. star/starry. sti/stick. tai/tail. tail/tail. teeth/teeth. teeth/teething. tre/treat. tre/tree. wa/wag. wa/walk. wag/wag. walk/walk. wolf/wolf. wolf/wolve. wolv/wolve. woof/woof. yap/yap. yip/yip. 🌳. 🎾. 🐕. 🐕‍🦺. 🐩. 🐶. 🐺. 🐾. 🐿. 🔆. 🥎. 🦮. 🦴. 🧸.

[the-griffons-saddlebag]

💎 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗺! Pack Leader Helm
Wondrous item, rare (requires attunement) ___ This dark silver helm looks like a snarling wolf. While wearing it, dogs and wolves understand the meaning of your words, though you have no special ability to understand them in return. You have advantage on all Charisma checks you make to influence them. In addition, lycanthropes have disadvantage on attack rolls against you. You can use a bonus action while wearing the helmet to emit a supernatural howl, which is audible out to a range of 300 feet. Until the start of your next turn, you and up to four other creatures of your choice that you can see and can hear the howl have advantage on attack rolls made against any target that’s also within 5 feet of one of their allies, provided that the ally isn’t incapacitated. For the duration, each creature’s speed is also increased by 10 feet. Once this property of the helm has been used, it can’t be used again until the next dawn. ___ ✨ Patrons get huge perks! Access this and hundreds of other item cards, art files, and compendium entries when you support The Griffon's Saddlebag on Patreon for less than $10 a month!

[felassan]

dark-agate submitted: about the last flight book :)

Hii, how are you? I found your post about the last flight book and want to ask if you could say where are those images in the book, please? Me and some friends are trying to translate it for our language, and want to put the images there, but we can’t find them anywhere else sadly. So if you could help us with that I would be very grateful :)(sorry for any errors)

hello! ◕‿◕ I’m well thankyou and I hope you are too, happy Dragon Age Day!

Post links: [one, two, three, four, Masterpost] 

sure!! I’m not sure if the page number or a portion of the text relevant to each image (each image was accompanied on its page by a caption which was a quote from that part of the story that it was depicting) would be more helpful to you, so I’ve put both below. the page numbers pertain to the physical English language version of the Deluxe edition of the book. (ISBN 978-1-50670-825-652999). they are given below in chronological order. I hope this helps. (let me know if you need anything else about it, like maybe chapter numbers instead or something.)

[This image] - page 8. Caption/quote: “Backed by the great ivory butte of Broken Tooth, the faraway fortress rose before Valya’s awed eyes.”

[This image] - page 19. “The book was very old, but it had been designed to withstand the march of ages and had been reinforced with spells for that purpose, and the colored lines denoting rivers and forests on the tough beige parchment were as bright as the day they’d been drawn.”

[This image] - page 29. “She followed the others into the palace’s shade, falling in alongside her brother.”

[This image] - page 42.“She was the most breathtaking thing Isseya had ever seen.”

[This image] - page 54. “Flaring its wings out wide against the glowering skies, the Archdemon had turned and was cutting swiftly through the storm to reach the remaining Wardens.”

[This image] - page 64. “Only five templars and a single pack mule, the sentries said, trekking stubbornly across forbidding terrain in a wagon’s weight of steel.”

[This image] - page 75. “Across the room, her brother’s voice rose above the din. “Isseya!”” 

[This image] - page 85. “The griffons pulled smoothly forward in harness, each one trailing a long line of floating fishing boats and exhilarated, terrified riders.”

[This image] - page 100. “As Revas reached the lowest point in her dive, skimming over the horde so closely that Isseya could smell the cold rankness of their corruption, Calien began firing spirit bolts into the howling masses.”

[This image] - page 106. “He nicked a shallow cut along his palm, letting the blood drip onto the ground inches away from the trapped genlock’s feet.”

[This image] - page 121. “The hillside rumbled underfoot, and fissures snaked out from the visible crevice with alarming speed.”

[This image] - page 134. “Only a day had passed since Shrike had swallowed that taste of darkspawn blood, but the corruption was overtaking him rapidly.”

[This image] - page 143. “The skyburners’ violence was like nothing Isseya had ever seen.”

[This image] - page 154. ““I think heroism takes a harder heart than what I have.””

[This image] - page 166. “She knew when Amadis was in the air because the Ruby Drakes cheered their leader so loudly that it was impossible not to know.”

[This image] - page 179. “Taking careful aim through the wind and her own constant spinning at the end of the rope, Isseya hit the larger boulders with a few more forcespells, breaking them into smaller pieces and hurrying them along.”

[This image] - page 186. ““You’ve Joined the griffons,” the taller mage said.”

[This image] - page 199. “He splashed a handful of water into his sweat-darkened hair, rubbed it through, and shook it out in a glittering spray.”

[This image] - page 208. “She wore a voluminous gray robe with the hood pulled down to hide the corrosion’s marks on her, but she couldn’t conceal her voice.”

[This image] - page 219. “Faster than Isseya would have believed possible, the Archdemon was upon them.”

[This image] - page 230. “Clinging to its countless spikes for purchase, the elf clambered across the dragon’s brow.”

[This image] - page 243. “We can’t know the price of blood magic until we’re forced to pay it, and I’ll never strike a blind bargain again.”

[This image] - page 255. ““Revas,” she whispered, “lift.”

[This image] - page 272. ““It’s Crookytail,” she murmured. “That is Garahel’s Crookytail.”

Illustrations by Stefano Martino, Andres Ponce, German Ponce and Álvaro Sarraseca.

[thatliminal-wanderer]

Mutt ID Pack

Requested by Anon

Names

Affen, Affie, Aidi, Airendale, Akita, Aksaray, Alano, Armant, Artois, Barbet, Basenji, Beau, Bella, Biewer, Brad, Brenard, Brittany, Cain, Cairn, Caleb, Canaan, Cane, Canis, Carol, Charles, Charlie, Clifford, Collie, Conall, Conan, Cooper, Dale, Darwin, Daxie, Dire, Dylan, Emory, Eros, Eskie, Finn, Ford, Fox, Ghan, Glen, Gold, Gordon, Gray/Grey, Griffon, Hamilton, Havana, Hound, Jack, Kai, Kalev, Kelpie, Ken, Kerry, Kit, Leo, Leon, Llewelyn, Lowell, Lucy, Mal, Malinois, Marley, Max, Mia, Oscar, Paxton, Picard, Pila, Pup, Red/Redd, Rhys, Rosie, Ruppell, Russell, Sadie, Scottie, Shepherd, Sophie, Spitz, Stafford, Stella, Terry, Tosa, Venerie, Walker, Wolf

Pronouns

arf/arfs, bark/barks, bork/borks, cani/canis, canine/canines, claw/claws, dog/dogs, floof/floofs, fluff/fluffs, fur/furs, grr/grrs, houn/hound/hounds, howl/howls, loyal/loyals, mutt/mutts, paw/paws, pawprint/pawprits, play/plays, pup/pups, puppy/puppys, tail/tails, wag/wags, woof/woofs, yip/yips, 🎾/🎾s, 🐕/🐕s, 🐕‍🦺/🐕‍🦺s, 🐩/🐩s, 🐶/🐶s, 🐾/🐾s, 📢/📢s, 📣/📣s, 🔆/🔆s, 🔊/🔊s, 🦮/🦮s, 🦴/🦴s

Titles

A Dog of Mixed Origin, The Dog of Unknown Breed, The Excited Pup, The Mixed Breed, The Mutt Not Like Any Other, The One Who Woofs, [prn] Who’s Origin is Unknown

Genders

Aushepbocolliedoggic, Boydogthing, Boymutt/Girlmutt, Carineeic, Dogfinalboy, Dogfinalgirl, Dogpufflecharic, Dogstimmic, Goldshepardkinic, Lycantrans, Muttdollic, Muttfreak, Muttstardewic, Phantompuptailic, Thingmutt, Traumamutt, Yellowdogplushic

Other mogai

Aldercanidae, Aldercaninoir, Alderdog, Canitoaldernic, Dog Omninoun, Dogperspesque, Dogvesi, Straydogstelic

[dangakkisland]

Welcome everyone to my Dog-aronpa show!! Where I start with DR2 instead of DR1 because I simply do not have the list ready for that one game! And Techinical issues are all in and can't draw the line up at the moment (it will be done)

I want to show off my enormous dog knowledge for no reason at all!

Hajime Hinata is a...Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever (long ass name) or at least looks like one..In fact, he is just a very mixed dog that happened to look like the Red Duck dog and has a similar personality to one which is alert and can very well get mental issues easily if left behind for too long, they only howl (on average) when they are on a hunt however dogs don't hunt nowadays and since this is a snow dog and I can't own one I cant test it out.

Chiaki Nanami is a....Clumber Spaniel

They are low energy, they have rosy features. You yourself can read more about it, I am not an expert on them but as far as I have seem very Chiaki to me

Teruteru Hanamura is a...Griffon Bruxellois

These dogs have long beards for some reason I love them for that, they don't really realize their doggy size much like other toy breeds (My children are the same) this is a bit important you know (chapter 1). They are sociable at a certain point, but they lose their temper very easily when teased

Byakuya or the Ultimate impostor is a...Saluki

The most expensive and harshest dog to train, they like soft objects and very picky..For impostor themselves, I think they should just shapeshift in this universe. I can't even begin;

Mahiru Koizumi is...English Cocker Spaniel

They are very easy to train dogs, they like birds (hunt them) when I see birds I remember of photos, they are usually very happy dogs but they do get anxious and aggressive if you aren't be present for long due to depression on being left alone, any dog breed can have that even if they are labeled as a friendly breed, like most beings on this planet they are shaped with their life. So Mahiru is a Cocker Spaniel

Peko pekoyama is a...Akita

Which felt most obvious, they are reserved and mostly guarding dogs, my family (Mom-side) owned an Akita she was very overly protective. That's mostly it I don't remember much.

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu is a...Shiba Inu ...Mix with some small breed

I wanted to make them both Japanese breeds..You know the Yakuza it made sense in my head, but I couldn't find one with a slight yellowish coat and small like really small, you will get what I mean later. They are stubborn and strong-willed I have heard they are more a cat than a dog, and I truly believe they are staring at my soul...Maybe because they are more related to wolves than other dog breeds like Pugs That's just a theory I have heard though, I choose to not believe it because of its facial structure which isn't really harsh and this coat isn't related to most wolves.

Mikan Tsumiki is a... Saint Bernard! (Also known as my dream dog)

They are medical assistants sometimes, they are gentle giants they just don't kill you because they are too ❤ but Mikan killed so that's a loss..It would be despairing to see a dog like this kill so I believe I made the right choice

Ibuki Mioda is...A siberian Husky

Sh...I know the snow dog but they howl a lot, its fine for her to be that breed they are absolutely pathetic..I mean that with so much love. She got expelled from her band because she howled the wrong tune, always, all the time, on purpose even.

Hiyoko Saionji is a...Afghan Hound

Why she isn't small- Shut up she literally has a growth spurt that's the whole point: making her bigger than Fuyuhiko!! They aren't very affectionate but they are very loyal!! they are also very stylish dogs (the hears match her ponytails, she can even tie up them later but you would have to see if it is fine for a dog like this since it could cause ear infections)

THE OVERLORD OF ICE GUNDHAM TANAKA IS....ANNN ALASKAN MAMUTE BECAUSE HE IS THE OVERLORD OF ICE I KNOW WE HAVE TWO HUSKY TYPES HERE BUT I DO NOT CARE!!! THEY ARE STRONGWILLED!! THEY ARE ALSO FRIENDLY!! (I EXPECT THAT FROM ONE DOG THAT TAKES CARE OF HAMSTERS)

they also sometimes have heterochromia but you have to breed them a certain way and since he is the ultimate breeder may as well he be breed a way he looks the closest to canon.

Nekomaru Nidai is an Boxer

They have been reported of being easily having heart issues, they are guard dogs and reported a slight aggression but its expected of guarding breeds, if trained to be at home they are very friendly like Nekomaru its supposed to be they are honest and loyal, they are very bright would to the family who adopted it and they can be actually very clingy at home, wary on the streets. The dogs have to be kept always on a line between vet and affection and introducing them to other dogs would be ideal, Nekomaru would be a very sociable Boxer so I believe his owners treated him well and were aware of these facts

Nagito Komaeda is a...Borzoi

And everyone saw this coming, these things should NOT be that tall I swear if a child can mount on it Why is it a dog and why I am so obsessed over it like any other dog, they normally don't go for the typical dog training since they get bored very easily of it, they are very active and like fields..They CAN be very stubborn but are sweethearts depending on your method of training and getting close to it, Nagito can be stubborn too like in chapter 4 and when he refuses to cooperate when the trial could be faster if he put the stuff on the table, but I love him anyway just like Borzois he is confusing they are confusing together.

Sonia nevermind is a... Corgi

Do you see why I was so worried about Fuyuhiko? She is shorter than him in this alternative universe, and I HAD to pic a corgi for her since the royal family of the United Kingdom as far as I have heard owns Tons of those and I simply had to. Unlike other dogs on this list Corgis arent shy at all!

Kazuichi Soda is a ...Jack Russell

I had to pick this one since they are very lovable but will be absolutely sad if it isn't reciprocated, in a dog festival I saw one old man that refused to play with a Jack Russell and the dog was just hiding from his owner because he got rejected by a stranger, its not a universal experience (and dog festivals have been extinct since quarantine in here) so Kazuichi soda is a Jack Russell probably shorter than Fuyuhiko too, Jack Russel markings also make me need less ways to figure out how he dyed his hair, its just his markings he can cover the black parts with a hat

Akane Owari is a...Dachshund

Pomodoro why you picked a small breed? Akane owari jumps high and is agile. I SAY WITH EXPERIENCE TO NOT JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER THEY ARE SO ACTIVE ITS INSANE, my cousin owns one and since she doesn't take care of it I have to play with it and boy this dog takes a while to get tired and it FIGHTS you when you try to leave and there was once I said ''oh time for lunch I will leave'' and he jumped so high I am 1,70-1,75 ish and the dog just bit my nose I wasn't even crouching I was actually pretty much standing and my nose hurt for the whole day, the breed refuses commands for the most time and they DO bite furniture they are indeed very hungry

That's it I actually erased some thoughts because they went on and on I have this problem :(

[thisuserislilsilly]

Summary: How much can secrets be kept from the Imperium?

Pairing: MENTION of Ogodei/Hildegard (Hildegard belongs to me, the Phantoms as a Chapter belongs to the OG creator @cardinalcanis), MENTION of Jubik/Ascilen (Ascilen baby my boy @jaghatai-khock is precious OG creator)

Genre: Drama/angst

TW: Physical torture, mental torture, a lot of dialogue, blood, angst

Goblin tag squad (lemme know if you wanna get tagged too): @finchly-tintinnabulation @cardinalcanis @jaghatai-khock @artemisareia @echo-of-damnation @meervalv0

Protecting the family

???: Ogodei...is that your real name? From before you were an Astartes?

Ogodei: Our Chapter let us keep the names our mothers chose for us after the trials are completed

???: Huh, interesting tradition, I thought every Marine followed the article about naming conventions

Ogodei: Excuse me? What article?

???: Codex Astartes, page 4032, "About a Marine's name and life", article 9004

Ogodei: I did not had that page bookmarked, sorry —chuckles—

???: —slamming hands against a table— Oh you think you're so clever, don't ya Ember Nomad?

Ogodei: Not as daddy's perfect boy like you, Robters

Robters: My patience is already running out, Nomad, I'll remind you the Primarch Guilliman authorized the Howling Griffons to question your loyalties

Ogodei: Oh please do not come at me with that shit; it was not a direct order from a Primarch, you Griffons were just waiting for having a excuse to throw suspicion at our faces...

The room was filthy, covered in blood stains here and there, the lights flickered and were dangling from the ceiling; Ogodei could barely see beyond the handcuffs on his wrists, the skin was already sore underneath. Only a few hours ago had the descendants of the XIII Legion arrived unannounced, more than half of their Chapter embarked the Nomads flagship, not waiting for any formal introductions or permits to get it. Who looked to be the Marine in charge was lifting in his right hand a parchment with the Ultramarine insignia giving the Howling Griffons full authority to inquire their cousins about recent rumors of strange behavior and seeds of heresy between their ranks. In the following couple of minutes the Griffons had already hand-picked five Marines to interrogate, bringing them to the room in question where Ogodei was being held. He had been the second Nomad to enter.

As for the Captains, they had been separated from their companies, much to the protests of Jubik and other veteran captains that had spent much of their time with their men only to be ripped apart in an instant; the 10th was the most affected of them all, with the scouts lost and confused as to what was going on and why did they not have authorization to access the common rooms of the ship.

Robters: Don't go dozing off on me, come on there is plenty to discuss

Ogodei: That is an interesting way to spell out "torture"

Robters: I am not the bad guy here Ogodei, I just want answers, if you cooperate I do not have to force my hand again

Ogodei: Like what? Do I need to answer how many times do we recite a prayer to the Emperor? How many candles do we have in our rooms or do you want more spicier answers as how frequently we showe-

Robters: —Slaps the Nomad across the face— I had it with your mockery of our rules, you fool!

Ogodei: —Grumbles as he accommodates in the chair— Fine....fine I will..."cooperate"

Robters: That's better...now; are you aware of the Viridian Phantoms?

Ogodei: —soft chuckle— More than you can imagine

Robters: What is that supposed to mean?

Ogodei: I have good relationships with them, for example they allow me to enter their ships without authorization and let me watch their traditions. That is trust between cousins Griffon...you could learn from that

Robters: I will not indulge in your provocations Ogodei...you would do good in staying as far away from them as possible

Ogodei: And why would I ever listen to an advice such as that one?

Robters: —Sighs— Because they are...how could I put this gently for you-

Ogodei: You have said enough things to make my blood boil and my mind to imagine your death Robters, just say it

Robters: They're tools, more than you and me could ever be in the hands of our beloved Imperium. I take you've looked at their faces at least once; repulsive, that's the word I think of when I remember them

Ogodei: So you have not looked yourself at the mirror recently, I presume

Robters: I will make you scream for that one...but you know nothing good has ever come out of Krieg

Ogodei: Funny, the Macragge system has Nuceria in it right? Oh sorry..."had"

The Nomad felt the Griffon kicking his chair out of the way, letting Ogodei smash his head against the table, then lifting him up by the hair and start throwing a flurry of blows against his face over and over. Robters did not stop until his hand was red, soaked in the blood of the other; he let go of Ogodei hair and watched as the Nomad struggled to keep himself conscious, his breathing weezing from the broken bones in his nose.

Robters: You done, you savage piece of shit? Or you want more?

Ogodei: No, I think I am fine like this, thank you for the concern

Robters: —Huffs— You've been warned Ogodei; stay away from the Phantoms if you don't want me coming back here and finishing the job

Ogodei: I'll be sure to wait with a Ultramar cake recipe so you don't go hungry-

Despite the pain, despite the punishment his body suffered for the next twenty minutes, Ogodei never stopped laughing. The bones in his hand ended up broken, one of his ribs was broken, skin around his left eye was purple and bloated and lower jaw had been dislocated by a nasty right hook but in the end Ogodei got the last laugh, he got to spit in the face of the Griffon, watch that face contorted as nothing of what he threw at the Nomad made the Marine flinch; realizing he would get nothing out of Ogodei, Robters finally released him and threw the Marine out of the room, furiously calling out for the next suspect to enter the chamber.

Ogodei was carried to the medical wing by two of his brothers, each one holding one of the injured arms and keeping him on his two feet. The Nomad was delirious, chuckling out of nowhere or just speaking absolute nonsense; he did not manage to recognize anyone nor where he was exactly. He stared at the ceiling, eyes staring at nothingness while the minutes went by in total painful silence. He couldn't even feel his body anymore.

After an incalculable amount of time had passed, the doors of the medical wing opened once more, a commotion formed outside, shouting and bickering becoming louder as someone past right beside Ogodei, picked up a stretcher and then returned to the outside. The Nomad was so hurt he couldn't even sit himself upright to see the scene, but he guessed someone else had come out of the torture chamber and in an even worse state than him; but nothing could had ever prepared Ogodei for what came next.

The stretcher rolled its wheels until stopping right beside the bed in which Ogodei found himself. There, with a rebreather in his mouth and wounds so worrisome Ogodei would had thought the Marine dead if not for his very subtle breathing, Jubik laid motionless. The long beard was dyed red, his eyes were closed, his lips dry, the rest of his face looked disfigured to the point Ogodei guessed it would take multiple surgeries performed by the finest experts apothecaries of the Chapter to restore the resemblance of how Jubik had looked like before entering that cursed room.

"Old...man...are...are you...still with us? Brother...brother..." Ogodei called out in a whisper

"I...didn't broke...my promise...I didn't tell him...shit..." The veteran made a massive effort to even modulate those words

"I know....I know..." Ogodei winced from the pain, hissing as he felt his sides burning

"They are....safe....my sunshine...and my little bird...." Jubik tried to smile, but even that caused him pain

"You already...have a nickname for them..." Ogodei smiled faintly

"I...protect my family....my brothers...and my love..."

The two Nomads laid there, in silence, until they fell unconscious; their bodies having endured more pain and suffering than the last ten campaigns combined. Ogodei thought, for a moment, what would had Hildegard thought if she had seen him in this state, what would've Ascilen do if the captain had spoken those words to him; he thought they were dying, their songs would end in such a shameful way; not undone by their enemies or by a worthy sacrifice, but slowly, in pain, on a medical wing that wasn't even of their Chapter.

Luckily for the Nomads, however, someone very dear to them was about to stop that from happening.

[velvetwyrms]

I think Team Shinki should all be allowed to have Summons. As a treat.

Shinki: Lappet-faced Vulture (Torgos tracheliotos). Unlike the imposing photos you can usually see of its cousin the Griffon Vulture, these dwarf it in size with a body over a meter long and wingspans of 3m/10ft. They the largest and most powerful desert-dwelling Old World vultures, with a lifespan of ~50 years in captivity, but are sadly endangered (as most vultures are). They are also one of the only vultures known to hunt small prey, including baby flamingoes.

Yodo: Spotted Hyena (Crocuta crocuta). With social systems so complex and an intelligence that rival human toddlers, they have recognisable names, identities and flexible interactions for every individual member of their clans, comprising of up to 130 members. This is helped by their extremely sensitive hearing. Playing is an essential part of their socialisation, and they can solve puzzles with ease. While they are often wrongly given the title of scavengers, they are notably Africa's most successful predators. Their hunting skills outrank lions (74% success rate for hyenas, 30% for lions), who they tend to bully around (known as mobbing).

Araya: Maned Wolf (Chrysocyon brachyurus). Neither wolves, nor foxes, they are the only extant (living) member of their lineage, and are the world's tallest Canid (which includes coyotes, bush dogs and tanukis). They cannot howl and half of their diet is composed of plant matter (including cacti, custard apples and lobeira berries, aka 'wolf apples,' the latter of which they actively seek out). They are also very intelligent, and very shy.

[biggestlittleminis]

I found this display case at a thrift store for incredibly cheap...

Moved some models out of storage boxes and out onto display.

Stoked to have a display & even a use for those books!

[mllemaenad]

Huh. Is Bellara implying that she thinks Mythal can cure the Blight? I admit – that's not how I interpreted that Codex entry.

One day Andruil grew tired of hunting mortal men and beasts. She began stalking the Forgotten Ones, wicked things that thrive in the abyss. Yet even a god should not linger there, and each time she entered the Void, Andruil suffered longer and longer periods of madness after returning. Andruil put on armor made of the Void, and all forgot her true face. She made weapons of darkness, and plague ate her lands. She howled things meant to be forgotten, and the other gods became fearful Andruil would hunt them in turn. So Mythal spread rumors of a monstrous creature and took the form of a great serpent, waiting for Andruil at the base of a mountain. When Andruil came, Mythal sprang on the hunter. They fought for three day and nights, Andruil slashing deep gouges in the serpent's hide. But Mythal's magic sapped Andruil's strength, and stole her knowledge of how to find the Void. After this, the great hunter could never make her way back to the abyss, and peace returned. —Translated from ancient elven found in the Arbor Wilds, source unverified – Elven God Andruil

I took it to mean that Mythal stopped Andruil, possibly in some very permanent and unpleasant ways, as stealing someone's knowledge very much implies interfering with their mind. But you could, yes, interpret it as Mythal having the power to purge someone of the Blight. We know Fiona was cured, so it's possible. Merrill was also able to cleanse her eluvian with blood magic, and Isseya saved the griffon eggs by taking the Taint into herself. But all the methods on the table at the moment are either risky or inscrutable. If Mythal had information on this that allowed for a proper cure, it would be a game changer.

[lukedanger]

Owlcatober - Day 15 - Flying

The fledging of a mythic angel for @owlcatober.

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The canyons south of Drezen were wide and generous, and offered some protection from the howling winds of the Worldwound. It was for this reason that Ulbrig had preferred to fly through them, and to race down as Arueshalae became more confident and was ready for good-natured sport.

Now, however, those two had something different to do.

"Come on, warchief!" Ulbrig teased, having already partially-shifted into his griffon form so that he had his own brown-feathered wings sticking out from his back, "It's time to fledge!"

"I'm still not sure about this," Elaina admitted as she looked at the river at the bottom of the canyon. It was sufficiently deep to catch her, and Nenio (who was taking notes) had provided her with a day-long Featherfall spell just for this purpose, and she was wearing a double-padded bascinet to protect her head, and Arueshalae was there to catch her. But still!

Her nervousness was obvious, though, particularly as the golden-white feathers of her two new body parts fluttered. Transforming into an angel was going to come with such wings - she had intellectually known it for some time - but finally manifesting them as the mythic power transformed her was something else.

"You said that the wings react like you always had them," Arueshalae offered, holding her now non-demonic hand out. "You can fly."

“When I am not thinking about them,” she pointed out. “And I am very much thinking about how I am about to jump off a cliff.” As if to emphasize the point, she was consciously driving her wings to flap to try and reassure herself. One flap at a time - keep a steady but high pace to support her weight. She will need to do so even harder once she puts on her plate harness and other wargear. The Hand could fly - and would fly again - but now she needed to.

"Come on," Arueshalae tugged her hand again, "You can do it. I know you can. Don't you want to fly through the night? With me?"

"Of course I do!" she answered back, "but-"

A large burly hand suddenly pressed against her shoulder, and she went over the edge. While no doubt there was a comedic scene of everyone staring at whoever had pushed her, right now Elaina had bigger problems. Namely, plummeting off the cliffside. Ten feet per second was still a fast pace!

Falling was not a new sensation, from being knocked in the back by the quintain during training, planar travel through rifts, or even Deskari cutting open Kenabres. This should have been an old hat for her.

Of course, back then she did not have two feathery capes behind her, slowing her down further as they reflexively expanded to create drag. She could feel the wind pushing past her - and the ground coming for her. Flailing her arms, she tried to orient herself - like a bird, face towards her destination. Flap the wings - flap, flap, flap!

She slowed down, and finally began to level off, until finally she managed to pull herself upright, a steady pace of her wings keeping her aloft as she looked around. Arueshalae and Ulbrig had both jumped after her, but were far enough back there had been a clear delay. The shifter was laughing, while Arueshalae's expression was contorted - from fear, to laughter, to anger, then back again.

"Ulbrig!" Elaina nearly snarled, "What was that for?!"

"Sometimes you just need a push!" he chuckled. "See warchief? You just have to trust your instincts. Can't train for everything."

Elaina suddenly lost altitude - catching herself and trying to focus again as she almost fell.

"Well, maybe some," he offered, looking at Arueshalae, then back. "Why don't I give you two lovebirds some time to figure it out? See you at the other end!"

Before either of them could retort, Ulbrig turned into his full griffon form and dove down the canyon.

Arueshalae held out a hand, beaming they were both flying. "Don't listen to him, you'll get it. If you do need training though, there's plenty of angels and archons in Drezen now."

"Maybe," Elaina admitted as she took it, "but maybe I think I'd prefer an azata."

Arueshalae blushed.

[tanukipaints]

Just a quick post today. Was out of town over night but managed to make it back and painted a terminator.

When I returned to the hobby a year ago, I literally googled the hardest space marine schemes. That’s when I found the Howling Griffons.

I love in their lore that they are making so many oaths and taking up missions that they are barely ever home in their fortress monastery. ADHD energy incarnate. Will work on more tomorrow

[the-griffons-saddlebag]

💎 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗺! Whistle of Dog Command
Wondrous item, uncommon ___ You can use an action to blow this whistle, which is only audible to dogs and wolves within 300 feet of you. When you do, choose up to four dogs or wolves that you can see that can hear the whistle. Each creature must make a DC 15 Wisdom saving throw. On a failed save, the creature is affected by a special version of the "command" spell, and it must obey your choice of one of the following commands on its next turn: 𝗔𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸. The creature moves up to its speed toward a target of your choice. If the target is within its reach at the end of this movement, the creature then makes a single attack against the target, using either its bite or claws. 𝗗𝗿𝗼𝗽 𝗜𝘁. The target drops whatever it is holding and then ends its turn. 𝗙𝗲𝘁𝗰𝗵. The creature uses its action to Dash and retrieve an item that it can carry in its mouth, returning with the item to its original space. The object must be within range of the creature's normal movement. 𝗥𝗼𝗹𝗹 𝗢𝘃𝗲𝗿. The creature rolls over and remains prone for the turn. 𝗦𝗶𝘁. The creature drops prone and then ends its turn. 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸. The creature releases a loud howl that's audible out to 300 feet. If the creature communicates by howling, you decide the nature of the howl made. You don't need to speak in order to issue the chosen command. A shapeshifter is only affected by the whistle if it's in a dog or wolf form when the whistle is blown. Once this property of the whistle has been used, it can't be used again until the next dawn. ___ ✨ Patrons get huge perks! Access this and hundreds of other item cards, art files, and compendium entries when you support The Griffon's Saddlebag on Patreon for less than $10 a month!

[alucardrakul]

@riandur location: Nornwatch Keep notes: (he lives for the drama)

A flash of a wailing horde, laughter like a chorus of cicadas rattled the peripheries of his mind's eye. Wherever Alucard looked, there was more to see and yet his mind could take in none of it. An acrid taste coated the tarmac of his mind as a hollow cry echoed against the abused barren of his unconscious synapses. Heat seared at the expanse of Alucard's spine alongside a hunger, unlike anything he'd ever felt before. It burned through his core as the lurking presence of a gaze that Alucard could not place remained upon him. Thousands of lies, a city in flames, and at the core he saw the face of High King Orhan.

A rap at his chamber door brought Alucard's red eyes open into the dark, cracked velvet interior of his casket. Soon the tell-tale sound of said doors being flung open told Alucard all he needed to know about the person that entered. The triggered mechanism turned gears installed under the stones of the Keep's floor, painstakingly placed in the years that Alucard had spent as a legionnaire at the end of this barren world.

Gas lanterns cracked to life as the chamber was cast in the warm glow of their Stone panels lifted as they ground against one another in protest, groaning as the mechanical arms exhaled steam, turning the lift that raised Alucard's coffin from the hidden chamber below. From the long shadows the lanterns cast, howling echoed off the Keep's walls as the feral barking of wolves punctuated the cold air about the drakul, rousing their master from his slumber.

Metal ground against metal as the coffin was tilted upright, raised by propulsion, and the mechanical arm at its back. A hiss resounded as steam was pushed from either side of the limbs and the sleek, black coffin ceased its ascent. Its cover slid away to reveal the stoic features of the dhampir within, hard as the cold, dead earth beneath their feet. Telekinesis lifted him from his deathbed as the dhampir drifted from his coffin the simple, black clothes shifted about his frame as if they were moved by a gentle breeze, a brush that fluttered the curls atop his head.

Alucard's armor came to him in pieces, his plate, weaponry, and the signature cloak emblazoned in gold with the symbol of the Old God Lusacan under a bed of stars. An echo of his heritage in Veilcrest's Church of Night; Alucard drifted through the air as his plate fastened itself to his frame by will of the dhampir's telekinesis, finery concealed until the cloak was latched and draped across his back. The proud symbol of the griffon writ across his chest plate as he floated still, a foot off the ground, as he looked down at arguably his only friend in this Keep: Riandur.

"I was napping."