#lakeside lightning

[guguseti]

Keanu Pinder, un australiano para el Fuenlabrada

El otro día hablábamos sobre el australiano Wil Magnay, último refuerzo del Obradoiro, y hoy nos vamos a ir a Fuenlabrada, porque el equipo de la comunidad de Madrid también está reforzándose de cara a la segunda vuelta de la competición, en concreto vamos a hablar de su último fichaje interior, Keanu Pinder, que curiosamente, también es australiano. Biografía de Keanu Pinder Keanu Pinder es un…

[garthglaz]

Pixel Weather, "October Showers Over Muskegon Beach"

I wanted that unique amber light of early October. This concept has been hanging around my studio since March. Originally comped up in Photoshop for a physical painting, the painting did not gel and never was finished. Then, the first attempt at a digital artwork stalled. Finally, I came back to it this week. It has morphed as I worked to define areas creating as much a fantasy work as a representation of the actual place.

[thelakesidelife]

Such a change… a gorgeous day after a very stormy night. (The 2nd photos show one lightning strike in procession - the light those things put out! 😮🤯⚡️) 〰️〰️⛈🌤〰️〰️ “What a difference a few hours makes. Morning bright and breezy after weathering one of the strongest storms we have been through in recent memory.” - 📷 @johnny_2_stroke 〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️ #smithlakeview #smithlakeweather #spotsonsmith #duncanbridge #nature #storm #lightning #thunder #thunderstorm #alabama #alabamalakes #smithlakecommunity #smithlakesocial #lakeliving #lakeside #lewissmithlake #lifeonthelake #lifeonsmithlake #livinglakelife #livelifelakeside #visitsmithlake #smithlake #smithlakealabama #smithlakeal #smithlakepix #smithlakelife #smithlakemagazine #thelakesidelifemagazine #thelakesidelife (at Lewis Smith Lake) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClmRdIMvxRb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[ncrthernl1ghts]

" ARE YOU NUTS, sweetheart? " wind howls as stanley approaches the woman by the lakeside, practically shouting over the gusts as the sky darkens, " can't you see that storm coming in? you don't want to be here when the lightning starts. " normally, he wouldn't bother, but the kids in his backseat & their big sad eyes convinced him to intervene. even now, he can perfectly picture dipper & mabel pressed against the back windows, eyes wide, brows knitted.

@intothewildsea // s.c. // stan pines

[clemswalkietalkie]

My late submission for @tes-summer-fest ! August 6th-beloved or and ritual

My Last Dragonborn, Faustina, lays by the campfire with her wife, (butch!)Brynjolf while on the way home to Lakeside Manor after checking in on the Thieves Guild in Riften. The journey is long, but they’ve grown accustomed to it, so they’ve learned the best places to set up camp for the night. On warm nights at home, they will also sleep outside with a campfire to hear the trees rustling and watch the lightning bugs flicker. Rest is easy like this.

[first-blight]

tagged by @shadowcursedballs 🫶🏻 thank you!!!!

OCs as obscure associations: Rhidian (they/them)

Animal: rabbit

Colours: leafy green, golden

Month: april

Songs: (only a handful of way too many)

something wicked - starset [and it gnawed / rose to the top again / back like a long-lost friend / a wretch that i can't defend]

in my head - derivakat [keep your distance / they say i'm a traitor but i can't remember]

me, myself & hyde - ice nine kills [i'm waging war on myself, a captive casualty]

altar - machineheart [i've got a heart full of sorrow, chest that feels hollow / and i know i need someone to save me]

Number: 999 - angel number meaning to let go of or to complete something, so something new can begin

Plants: lavender, thistles, stinging nettle

Smells: grass, campfire, cedars, iron

Gemstone: emerald

Time of Day: the first moments of dawn

Season: early spring. the chill of winter is slowly fading, new flowers start to bloom

Weather: cloudy and foggy, a stillness in the air; also thunderstorms

Sky: dark blue-grey, speckled with the last starts of the night, before the sun drowns them out

Places: lakesides; transitory spaces, town squares and roads

Food: stew from the campfire

Drinks: herbal teas for sleep (lavender, valerian, chamomile, etc.); a simple glass of water

Seasonings: sage, chives (if herbs count...)

Element: not sure if it counts but i'm going with lightning... chemical element would simply be iridium

Astrological Signs: capricorn, taurus (based on shallow google searches)

Magical Power: lay on hands, minor healing spells; shocking grasp, call lightning

Weapons: spellcasting staff, shadow dagger

Social Media: not applicable. pigeon carriers. the local town board.

Makeup Product: green eyeshadow

Candy: cough drops

Method of long distance travel: horse, probably

Art Style: impressionism

Fear: touch, abandonment

Mythological Creature: phoenix, ouroboros

Piece of Stationery: inkpot

Three Emojis: 🌱🌩️🌅

Celestial Body: neutron star (the collapsed core of a massive star; aftermath of a supernova, compressed past the density of a white dwarf [x])

if you feel like doing it (and if you haven't already done it, or need an excuse to do it for another oc etc.), i'm tagging @reapersynth, @strixhaven, @vanoefucks, @spiderslyre & @meowstarion 🫶🏻

[gravityfallsweirdgirl]

DARKWING IN: LA Llorona

In Darkwing's hideout, shrouded in shadows. The air is tense. Darkwing and Gosalyn face each other, the atmosphere thick with conflict.

"Gosalyn, this has to stop. You can't keep putting yourself in danger" darkwing says.

Gosalyn's voice was trembling with emotions, "I'm not a kid, Darkwing! I can help you. I want to help you!"

"It's not about what you want! I can't focus if I'm worried about you getting hurt"

"So, what? You're sending me away?"

"Yes. It's for your own good. You need to be safe" darkwing sighs heavily, looking away.

"I don't belong in an orphanage! I belong with you!" Gosayln says furiously.

"Not anymore" Darkwing was cold.

At the orphanage. The walls seem to close in, oppressive and unwelcoming. Mrs. Crumple, the cruel caregiver, a Cassowary glares at Gosalyn as she enters.

"Welcome to back, troublemaker. Follow the rules, and you might survive"

"I won't stay here long"

She was leaning in, her breath cold, "We'll see about that"

Over the past few days, after Drake aka Darkwing abandoned Gosalyn, she sneaks out of the orphanage, running through the dark forest.

She reaches a secluded lake, collapsing at the water's edge, sobbing.

"How could he do this to me?" Gosayln sobbed.

The water ripples, and a mist rises. But a A ghostly legend, figure shadow appears dark eyes staring from the reflection of the lake. A woman in a white dress.

a figure from Latin American folklore. According to legend, she is a ghostly apparition of a woman who roams near bodies of water, weeping for her lost children. The myth of a weeping women.

The legendary La Llorona, she emerges, her eyes filled with sorrow, she saw pain in gosayln

She slowly pulls out of the lake, her boney cold fingers touched gosayln shoulder.

"AH!" She gets startled, but too upset to care when she looks up at La Llorona who whispered to her.

"Who... who are you?"

La Llorona kneeling beside her, whispering, "what's wrong? My hero... he sent me away. He thinks I'm a burden. I thought he cared enough to adopt me but I guess I was wrong"

La Llorona gently brushes gosayln hair back whispering.

Gosayln smiles at her, "thank you for listening to me...what's that? You know what it's like...you had children of your own? What happened to them?....they died...oh I'm so sorry how did they died?....they were drowned, just be hard, you know I lost my grandfather to a bad man"

Over several more days, gosayln would always head back to The lakeside, to visit her new friend and mother figure.

After several nights later. Gosalyn sits by the water, speaking animatedly to La Llorona, who listens intently.

"And then I said, "You call that a trap? I've seen better from kindergarteners!.....I wish Darkwing could see that. Maybe then he wouldn't have sent me away. Thanks, La Llorona. You're the best friend I've had in a long time. What's that? I'm the daughter you wish you could have had. That's so sweet, well I guess I should get back now before Ms crumple gets mad and punished me again I swear she needs to stop being so mean, I wish someone would teach her a lesson"

But La Llorona is a dangerous ghost when it comes to children, at The orphanage. Mrs. Crumple is harsher than ever, berating Gosalyn as she scrubs the floor.

"You're not working fast enough, girl! Do you want to skip dinner again?"

"I'm going as fast as I can!"

Mrs. Crumple grabbing Gosalyn's arm roughly, "Don't you talk back to me! You'll learn your place soon enough"

It was raining outside when La Llorona saw how gosayln was being treated, she gets furious.

Later that night, by the lake. La Llorona steps out of the lake and heads to the orphanage when she sees Gosalyn.

As everyone heads to their room, gosayln saw La Llorona.

"La Llorona!" She whispered and hugs the ghost, "I'm so glad you're here, She's so mean, La Llorona. I don't know how much more I can take"

The next night, A dark, stormy night. The orphanage sits ominously against the backdrop of rolling thunder and flashes of lightning. Inside, Gosalyn lies in her bed, staring at the ceiling, the oppressive silence broken only by the occasional drip of rainwater through a crack in the roof.

"I can't stay here anymore... I have to leave"

Suddenly, a cold breeze sweeps through the room, extinguishing the single flickering candle by her bedside. The room plunges into darkness, and the temperature drops sharply. Gosalyn pulls her blanket tighter, eyes wide with fear.

La Llorona's Voice softly, echoing, "Gosalyn... niña..." Gosalyn sits up abruptly, heart pounding.

"La Llorona? Is that you?"

A misty figure materializes at the foot of her bed, La Llorona's sorrowful eyes glowing faintly in the dark.

The hallway outside Gosalyn's room. Mrs. Crumple walks down the darkened corridor, muttering to herself about the troublemaker she has to deal with. She hears a distant, haunting wail echoing through the halls.

"What now? Who's making that racket?"

The wail grows louder, more intense, reverberating off the walls. The air grows colder with each step she takes.

Then A gust of icy wind blasts through the corridor, knocking Mrs. Crumple off her feet. She scrambles to get up, panic setting in as she realizes she is not alone.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

Darkwing's hideout. He's looking at news footage of the recent attack he thwarted, realizing Gosalyn's warnings were accurate.

"She was right. I've made a terrible mistake. I have to make things right" darkwing says to himself.

In Gosalyn's room. La Llorona stands beside Gosalyn, her spectral form now more defined, her expression one of determined anger.

The hallway. Mrs. Crumple stumbles to her feet, her breath visible in the cold air. Shadows move along the walls, and the wailing grows unbearably loud. Suddenly, La Llorona appears before her, her eyes burning with fury.

"What are you? Stay away from me!"

La Llorona raises her hand, and the shadows around Mrs. Crumple come to life, wrapping around her limbs, holding her in place. She struggles, but the grip tightens, making her scream in terror.

"Let me go! Please!" Ms crumple cried.

Gosayln hears Mrs. Crumple's screams echoing through the halls, fear gripping her heart. She stands at the door, hesitating.

"La Llorona, what are you doing?" Gosayln watched.

The shadows lift Mrs. Crumple into the air, her screams piercing the night. La Llorona steps closer, her face inches from Mrs. Crumple's.

A sudden explosion of force sends Mrs. Crumple crashing into a gas lamp, which topples over, igniting the curtains. Flames quickly spread through the hall, the heat intensifying.

The orphanage, now ablaze. Darkwing arrives, seeing the flames engulfing the building.

seeing the building engulfed in flames. He rushes in, calling out for Gosalyn.

"Gosalyn! Where are you?"

"Gosalyn! I'm coming!"

In Gosalyn's room. Smoke begins to fill the room, and Gosalyn coughs, trying to stay low. She gets scared and she hears Darkwing's voice faintly over the roar of the flames.

"Darkwing!"

"Gosayln!"

"DARKWING!"

He finally finds her but the building started to collapse splitting apart.

"Gosayln come on grab my hand" he reachers out for her but then....

Gosayln looks back as if someone was calling her, "gosayln what are doing come on"

But she leaves, "gosayln don't"

He jumps and he sees her looking up at someone, he ran and as some debris collapsed.

"Gosayln! I'm coming" desperately. He pushes through and He finds Gosalyn unconscious on the floor, the fire closing in around her. He grabs her and carries her out just as the building starts to collapse.

"Hold on, Gosalyn. I've got you"

Outside the orphanage. Darkwing carries Gosalyn out just as the building starts to collapse. They tumble onto the grass, gasping for air. Gosalyn loses consciousness as Darkwing holds her, tears streaming down his face.

The hospital. Drake sits by Gosalyn's bed, guilt and worry etched on his face.

"I'm so sorry, Gosalyn. I should have never sent you away"

Gosalyn stirs, her eyes opening slowly. But something is different. She stares blankly at Darkwing, not speaking.

"She's conscious, but... she seems different. We'll need to monitor her closely"

"I'll take care of her. I'm not leaving her side again"

"Gosalyn, I'm here for you. I'm going to adopt you officially. We're going to get through this together"

Gosalyn doesn't respond, her gaze unchanging. Darkwing embraces her, vowing to be the protector and father she needs, despite the eerie silence that now surrounds her.

The lakeside. La Llorona watches from the shadows as Darkwing finalizes the adoption process. Her ghostly form flickers with rage.

"He thinks he can take you from me? No. You are mine, niña. I will get you back, no matter the cost"

In that hospital room, later that night. Gosalyn lies in bed, her eyes flickering with a ghostly light. La Llorona's voice echoes faintly in the room.

Gosalyn's expression remains blank, but a single tear falls, hinting at the internal struggle within her. Darkwing watches over her, unaware of the spirit that now resides within his daughter.

[littlelostmabari]

WIP Wednesday

I love my darlings so much, look at all the trauma I give them! 😄

(Dividers by cafekitsune)

"Touch of Darkness"

(Soulmates AU, Gale x Named f!Tav : in progress) Check out the story on AO3! (Rating: M)

And again he was still thinking about the orb, and not of his Irra… should she look at him now and find him anything more than his failures. It was a crime of the highest order that this creature was still breathing, that the cretin that Gale of Waterdeep had become was still sullying the world with his continued existence. It was right that Mystra had called upon him to use what was left of her Chosen to end the Absolute — it would be penance and punishment. Karma. This mortal shell was better spent as a death in service of the greater good. Irra would be safe. At least he would no longer contaminate the ground she walked with Netherese foolishness and the hubris of a man who reached for the moon and landed, broken, on his back staring up at all the stars out of reach.  The decision was an easy one, the admission of it far less so. He thought back to the touch at the lakeside, where the brushing of his lips against bruised and bloodied knuckles had been his undoing. He thought of the sharp and the sour that flooded his tongue as her lightning gathered above Elminster and the camp. The conversation played through his head, and the convincing it would take for him to survive his Irra long enough to die for her.

"One of the Good Ones"

(DA2/DAI : Cullen x OC : in progress) Check out the story on AO3! (Rating: M)

“I don’t know what you want me to tell you, Witch.” She grimaced at the lack of her name. “You have broken into the office of the second highest ranking member of the Templar Order. That alone would have earned you a flogging and penance in the stocks for a tenday at the minimum. But I have the strictest orders from my commanding officer to capture and sequester you for the Knight-Commander of the Kirkwall Circle to interrogate, at which point you will be made Tranquil for possessing magic beyond the control of the Templar Order.” His face was hidden from her now, pressed as his chin was against his chest. “The sentence has already been passed.”  Saoirse realized the ringing in her ears after the room filled with silence was her heartbeat. Her stomach was simultaneously in her throat and had dropped out the window somewhere below her.  “A death sentence for being different,” she whispered.

[link-posting]

A Beetle for Beedle

Beetle’s footsteps fell heavy under the weight of his beetle pack. The pack was large, packed full of Hylia-knows-what. It was anyone’s guess how he was able to carry it, let alone how he could fit everything in it. But, he was a beloved traveling merchant so most people simply didn’t question it. Some of the less-frequent stable visitors sent him odd looks now and then, but those who frequented the stable network were used to his… peculiarities.

Among them, one particular stable-goer was particularly good friends with him: a certain young, blonde-haired Hylian. Their paths crossed constantly- each one curious as to how the other reached the other stables so quickly. Oh well, everyone had their secrets.

Said young Hylian was currently jogging down the road towards the merchant, one hand clutched to his chest, the other waving over his head. He had a bright smile, looking excited to see his friend. He called out his name just as Beedle turned toward the entrance of Lakeside Stable. It was still early in the night, not quite 10pm, but most of the patrons of the stable had already headed inside for the night. Beedle paused where he stood, waving to the other.

“Hello, Link!” he called back, wondering what he was holding to his chest.

Link jogged up, bouncing a little on his feet as he stopped in front of Beedle. “I brought you something!” he said, absolutely beaming. Before Beedle could ask what, he held out his hand, carefully uncurling his fingers just enough for Beedle to see what he was holding.

Beedle gasped and let out an excited “Yahoo!”, his eyes lighting up. “An energetic rhino beetle! You don’t see those very often!” he spilled out, reaching out for the insect.

Link passed it over to him, careful not to hurt the small creature or accidentally let him loose. Beedle pulled out a small jar to put it in, capping it off with a cork. Beedle thanked him again, offering to trade an elixir for it, but Link shook his head. “It’s okay! I don’t need anything in return,” he insisted.

The pair walked into Lakeside Stable together, Link waving a hello to the stablemaster, Anly. Just as he was about to offer to cook for the patrons and stable workers, a loud crack filled the air. Link could feel the electricity in the air just before lightning struck outside the stable. Oh well, such was life in the rainforest. Instead, Link headed toward the back of the stable and plopped down on the ground beside the quirky merchant he called his friend.

[strelles-universe]

Clan Names - Additional Notes

Spruce and Conifer are more common with the lakeside territories than with the forest territories. Pine and Fir are more common to the forest clans. Mostly based on location of growing.

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Number Based Names are more common when there’s a specific name in mind - usually the clans only use up to the number four. 

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Drift is a common suffix for the Escorts of WindClan but also for lakeside RiverClan warriors

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Lightning is also used by ThunderClan for those who are struck by lightning and survive. It’s a very honorable suffix and these survivors are considered blessed by Sunsoul.

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The meaning of Cloud- changes based on what kind of cloud the cat is named after. A dark gray cloud means headstrong and determined - it’s a workaround of storm-. Meanwhile a white cloud implies happiness or gentle emotions.

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All the clans have pet names for the apprentices of other clans; Maggotpaw (ShadowClan), Minnowpaws (RiverClan), Bunnypaws (WindClan), Fawnpaws (ThunderClan), Chickpaws (SkyClan). 

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Burrow is a common tunneler suffix. Burrowers is a nicer term to refer to the tunnelers of WindClan.

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Mud and Muck are often used for Murkers in ShadowClan and within RiverClan, as the name for craftcats. Muckypaws are the titles of both clans’ new apprentices (murker and apprentices) who have just gotten into the messier parts of their jobs.

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RiverClan often uses the borrowed word Kolu- as an alternative to Echo- for their kits. 

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The Special Ranks within the clans are Boreal, Moth, Shark, Anaconda and Raptor. The affix -chant refers to their knowledge of prayers. Cinderpaw’s name could therefore be Cinderchant; acknowledging her new position. There are clan specific staples from the Old Tongue for each rank;

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With Bite vs. Snap vs. Nip; Bite is the most common variant is straightforward. Nip is often for those who are cheeky or mischievous while Snap refers to cats who are sarcastic or dry in tone.

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The Beaver is a common RiverClan title for the most skilled craftscat. In ShadowClan; they’re called the Tarantula; in ThunderClan they’re raccoons; and in WindClan they’re called…

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WindClan primarily uses Lapwing and Snipe while RiverClan is fond of Plover-.

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Cricket refers to a very good singer in WindClan. 

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Ladybug-/Ladybird- doubles to mean, “predator” or “hunter” on the down-low given how pretty they are despite the fact that they demolish aphids. 

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Speckle vs. Freckle has freckle- giving the implications of facial spots while speckle is more body-wide

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The name Lost- is often taking up following traumatic events as a sign that the cat has managed to escape the fear and terror associated with the events. The name Lostfire for example could mean a cat who suffered from a fire is finally moving on. 

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The clans refuse to use the names of the founders as prefixes within their own clans. ShadowClan cannot use Shadow-, RiverClan will not use River-, SkyClan won’t use Sky-, ThunderClan won’t use Thunder- and WindClan won’t use Wind-.

Using the words as suffixes is perfectly fine however; SkyClan won’t have a cat named Skytalon but they’re fine with naming a cat Eveningsky. A founder’s suffix is an honorable thing to be proud of within the clans.

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Many names in this list have doubled names where the words mean the same thing, but one name implies maturity while the other implies childishness. Here are the doubled names;

Pool vs. Puddle Jaw (River/Shadow) vs. Mouth (Wind/Thunder) Stomach (Shadow/Thunder) vs. Belly (River/Wind/Sky) Claw vs. Nail Fang vs. Tooth Ferret (Wind/River) vs. Polecat (Thunder/Sky) Cobra vs. Kait Tortoise vs. Turtle

It’s very common for ShadowClan Prophets to be renamed Moon-. 

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Shrimp and Prawn can refer to an albino cat referencing the pink eyes and flushed spots of the kit

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Birds of prey are extremely popular names in SkyClan - some suspect it's due to Kitesong's own name, but there's evidence that Old SkyClan also had a fondness for them. SkyClan takes hostage most of the more unusual raptor names;

Falcon -> Merlin Kestrel -> Hobby Kite -> Harrier Buzzard -> Vulture

In the same vein, ShadowClan takes claim to the most unusual snake names (Kait, Cobra, Boa, Anaconda) and RiverClan hyperspecific fish names.

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Urchin is essentially the RiverClan version of porcupine or hedgehog.

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Bumble- is an honorable and sacred name in New SkyClan for it was her that encouraged Kitestar to reform the old clan. She was also known as one of the founders of the New Shining Sun (the one in the forest).

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Locust has implications of greediness

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Calla refers to a black or dark gray cat around the lake

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Azalea can also refer to a red or ginger cat when referencing the ones that grow near the Mother Maw; this version usually comes as a suffix - Azalea is also sometimes bundled with Honeysuckle

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Ballad tends to refer to a more serious or solemn cat than -song does

[hyliascommonwealth]

“What is this place?” You ask looking about before focusing on Viri who had already made himself quite comfortable before realizing you had said something and were now expecting an answer

“Oh! Uhh- this is the Faron woods horse Stable! We’ll probs grab a couple horses before we head out when the rain stops, or tomorrow, whichever comes sooner!” He has a broad toothy grin though he seems to catch that you were kind of hoping for more info “The Hylians tend to travel on horseback a lot so when the calamity struck like, a hundred some odd years ago a family of farmers put this whole thing in motion to maintain safe regularly placed rest stops for people and horses!”

“So, it’s like a hotel or inn?”

“Yeah! Just like those, but everyone sleeps in this big communal space instead of their own rooms you can pay extra for a real nice bed, but also most of the towns we’ll pass through will have their own more familiar style Inns for travelers.

You two sit for a moment, the soft chatter of other Hylian travelers and merchants visiting while waiting for the storm to give out, thunder rumbles after a pretty killer flash of lightning. You find yourself focusing a bit more on those around you pleasantly chatting, some even bright their mules under cover with them visibly carrying dried herbs it made sense now, they didn’t seem like they would stay the night.

Your focus goes to the stable staff, all wearing similar colors, patterns and hats, then to the travelers all wearing what appear to be traditional Hylian clothing. You start to feel a touch self conscious, like you stand out like a sore thumb in your modern outfit, though no one could stand out of a crowd quite like your guide now quite sound asleep in the chair he’d claimed.

You find yourself restless as you shuffle slightly before looking over the stable interior again.

Part 1

part 2

Part 3

Lakeside Stable

[shiokaiton]

Heroes

The flames of my heart clear the wintertide storm

Yet so has their blaze burnt up my mortal form

When the lakeside of heroes

Not me nor my heart knows

Temper the blaze to a calm, gentle warm

Wind, rain, and thunder would shatter my path

The sky cares not to spare me of its wrath

When the rooftop of heroes

Not me nor my heart knows

Draw in the lightning, protect me they hath

My heroes ask me what my heart seeks to do

I tell them it seeks for that which makes it true

When my heart of no heroes

At last finally knows

The names of my heroes, my heart beats anew

For my heroes had always been here

Right here, my heroes had always been

The heroes who temper my fire

The heroes who protect me from rain

The heroes who remind me the very truth of who I am

Oh, my heart beats not for that which it searches for!

Nay, my heart beats for that which has always been here!

My heroes

My wonderful, wonderful heroes

My heart beats for you always

My heroes

[spidermilkshake]

Ancardia's Unusual Animals--the Longgui (or Dragon-turtle)

Classification: Beast (chelonian)

Habitat: Deep bodies of fresh water, especially in the Drakalors, Akimmia, and Tvearban lakes.

            The Longgui—known in Commontongue as the “Dragon-turtle”—is among the largest extant reptiles in Ancardia and definitely the largest chelonian currently living in this world. Longgui are massive, long-lived, and highly intelligent and cryptic in their habits very similar to the two true dragon species, and while aquatic they are generally not strong swimmers due to their incredibly heavy bodies and will usually simply walk along the bottoms of lakes, large rivers, and estuaries, nearing shore every several hours in order to take breaths. The average longgui has a head measuring a meter in length and a carapace about 4.6 meters long by 3 meters wide. Due to the horns and protruding scale structures on this creature’s head it lacks the ability to withdraw its head into its shell, but this in no way diminishes the longgui’s ability to protect itself. Much like true dragons, dragon-turtles are very arcanely gifted and possess a natural capacity to summon bursts of fire, cold, and lightning in self-defense. As a result, the longgui have no natural predators and their population is mostly controlled by their dramatically slow rate of breeding, limitations in food supply, and a number of isopod and roundworm parasites which can weaken and slow dragon-turtles enough to further reduce their reproduction rate.

            Longgui live for an average of 400 years, or until their parasite load eventually overcomes them with anemia and weakness from considerable age. While longgui grow continuously throughout their lives, most of even the giants of the species over 300 years old do not exceed 10 meters in carapace length. Their metabolism as adults in incredibly slow as well, and longgui have been known to sit on barely-submerged sandbars for more than 48 hours at a time doing very little but stretching up for air. About once every decade, a longgui becomes capable of breeding, and if lucky two fertile longgui will be able to make multiple mile journeys to find each other and dig out a suitable nesting site in marshland, lagoon, or natural oxbow lakesides. Longgui nests are constructed of layers of sand or soil and rotten vegetation, the mound often being several meters high and deep, and the longgui will lay approximately 10-12 eggs within. Only about half of these eggs will be fertilized, the rest acting as decoys should any predators burrow far enough into the nest. Longgui parents will generally leave their nests alone, but if interrupted in laying eggs have been known to become highly aggressive. After incubating for several months, the surviving eggs will hatch into juveniles roughly the size of a pie tin; this is the only time in a dragon-turtle’s life cycle where they are vulnerable to predation, and they must hurry to deeper water to avoid creatures like grizzly bears, dire wolves, owlbears, and sabrecats. Once in the water, they graze waterplants and hunt small crustaceans and molluscs in order to grow rapidly in their first few years, avoiding aquatic predators like bull sharks, large catfishes and pike, and the mishipeshu or bunyip (a close relative of the true dragons). Once they reach a carapace length of a meter or more their hard, sharp-edged shells protect them from any more consistent threat of predation, and their ability to use offensive magic protects them far further.

            In the event of an elder longgui dying, a great many carrion birds and carnivorous animals flock to the area to scavenge the multiple-ton carcass, much like the lakeside equivalent of a whalefall. Humanoids also flock to the area, particularly alchemists after rare material derived from longgui and craftsmen after the dense and sturdy shell and horns left behind by the majority of scavenging beasts. Alchemists seek the smaller scales present on the legs, tail, and facial area, and must arrive at the carcass quickly before various birds and rodents make off with these pieces. Armor-crafters have been known to use the shell portions to create unparalleled shields and cuirasses, particularly Hill Giants and Frost Giants.

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Marian

“Whether driven by a love of pokemon, history, or fine architecture, visitors will find no better place to stop than the beating heart of Tumuli City- her pokemon gym. Located on the South Side overlooking Lake Lillary, this ancient fortress built from black granite continues to awe viewers the same as she did in the ages prior to Tumuli’s founding, now not just restored to old glory but expanded upon by Gymleader Marian, the Dragon Mother.

If you can tear your eyes away from the carved statues of both dragon and ghost type pokemon that stand guard along it’s eaves, or your stomach from the vast pattern of berries shrubs that decorate the front lawn, stepping inside the great vaulted doors will transport you into the far reaches of the past. Woven rugs and tapestries depicting the history and culture of the area going back thousands of years grace the floors and walls of the public areas of Tumuli City Gym, from the entryway to the central body of the gym itself.

Turning right upon entering will take you into the Tumuli Central Library, home of the largest publicly available collection of historical records in the region, still just as it was under the guardianship of now-retired Gymleader Rashn. Turning left, meanwhile, will bring you to The Grand Hall, a cafeteria-style eatery kept open and free to the public at all hours.

Continuing straight on will bring you into the heart of the gym. Taking up the full two stories of the building, the main body of the gym is a vast, open space, the separate floor denoted only by twin mezzanine to either side. These mezzanine and the space below them contain small training arenas which frame the gym’s main arena between them. Look up and you’ll find the largest stained glass skylight in the region, depicting a ring of fire and lightning.

Or perhaps you don’t wish to eat, battle, or learn. In that case, follow the outer wall that curves around the right side of the building- from street to lakeside- to the back of the property, where the Cyclizar of Tumuli’s ‘Cyclizar Chauffer’ are bred, trained, and housed. These key members of our public transportation services love company, and visitors can volunteer to help with socialization or sit and watch the hatchlings play or train. You can also purchase a souvenir from the gift shop, proceeds from which go to funding The Great Hall.

Whatever it is you want to do with yourself, whether it’s grab a midnight snack, earn the illustrious Golden Badge, or bask in our region’s great history, the Tumuli City Gym is a definite must-see.”

Look: Hair- box braids kept half in a bun and half down, gold braid cuffs arranged to give diadem-like impression around her head | Outfit- a variety of dresses in the style of a takchita, with under-dresses appearing in shades of red and green alongside white and black, outer-dresses in reds and greens, all edged in gold dragonscale patterns, outer-dresses embroidered with various dragon patterns in gold w/ dragon fang buttons, black leather boots | Accessories- gold bracelet showcasing the badges she collected on her journey, gold scale belt with dragon-type symbol in the center, small dragon fang earrings

Ace: Salamence [Male, Dragon Dance/Earthquake/Psychic Fangs/Fire Fang]

Badge: Golden Badge (a copper badge outlining the shape of a hunk of wool with three triangles- two on the top and one on bottom- reminiscent of fang holding tight, the wool portion is filled with golden enamel, and the teeth with off-white)

TM: TM 100- Dragon Dance [as of gen 9]

Gym- Private Areas: Leaving the public areas of the Tumuli City Gym is like stepping into a family home.The stone floors are hidden under thick rugs, walls and ceilings covered over in wood, and everything from art made by prior and current residents to pictures of the same are on display everywhere. The right wing of the building contains the gymleader’s apartments as well as the administrative and storage spaces for gym and library both, while the left is filled with apartments for the apprentices and workers of the gym. The latest addition to the building rests in the back, a single long wing connecting the two. This wing includes apartments for those working with the Cyclizar, but predominately serves as more housing for minors who have paused or completed their journeys and settled, for now, in Tumuli City, as well as the individuals whose job is to look out for them. The building of this wing served the dual purpose of adding a private courtyard to the property, which includes picnic tables, a few grills, a playground, and a large crop garden used by The Great Hall and the residents both.

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