#oc// Thorne Crow

[wolffe-makes-art]

Part 2 of me using this meme for my ocs (Part 1 here).

Warning for my really, really old art from when I first stated drawing and also blood + cigarettes this time around!

It's Thorne Crow's turn!

So of the Death Omens characters I'd argue Thorne has gone through the most change. When I first made Thorne I was really into making agile, assassin like female characters. She was supposed to be quick and nimble rather than an absolute powerhouse who brute forces her way through every fight. I also loved suppeerrrr long hair back then. It was about a year or so after that original drawing that I decided to give her a change. I wanted Thorne to be more of a brawler type character, for her to have a tough/rebellious vibe, and for her to look like she's gone through some rough situations to get to where she is today. She got a broader/muscular build, her signature vest, more scars, and her hair got chopped short. And all her following updates/redesigns would follow that same trend (with small changes to color palette and hair length; her first redesign gave her essentially a pixie cut in comparison to her current wolf cut, for example.)

There has been a few things that've stayed the same however. The hunter brand on her arm, for example, has made some changes in appearance and location, but its always been there. She's also always had her dark hair, a cigarette on hand, and a knack for gathering a concerning number of injuries during a fight.

(Also her long hair has made a comeback before, in an au design!! Ironically she is an actual assassin in this au lol)

[haverdoodles]

rook & my veilguard

— (morana, gilbert, hugo, alba, leandro)

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in accordance with hava dragon age tradition, i've made a supporting cast for veilguard, all in one worldstate.

hugo (centre) is my canon rook. accompanying him from each faction are these characters here, who will have supporting roles to play. alba is a carry over from da2 - she is fenris' adopted daughter, and a somniari. in my notes pre-veilguard, she was set to play a big part in hawke's rescue from the fade.

i don't have a veil jumper to include yet, but i'm sure one will materialize down the line!

more on this group to come 🧡

[sebthesmoll-art]

I love that Lucanis is smaller than max height elves too

Short king!

[loustica-lucia]

DATV - Mask of the Azure Crow

A 30' doodle of Alba de Riva/Rook painting for tonight~

Wearing that one Crow mask you can display in the Lighthouse🎭

[He/They]

[sakharinedragon]

My mage skill tree is a little crazy, and I only specialized at lvl 40, but damn, that crow ult looks amazing. I said it before and I'll say it again:

Mages are FEASTING in this game!

[biserker-kadan]

I wish to info dump about my Rooks so that is what I shall do.

Ev'lyn de Riva (22yrs old) - Mage with a heavy focus on hidden blades and electricity. Smells like blueberries. Will not answer to her name, you may call her Rook and that is it. Research binges are her specialty and anatomy is her favorite interest. Accidently called Viago 'Dad' once and has not lived it down | Inquisitor Cassius Lavellan

Axel Mercar (26yrs old) - Just a really big elf, like really big. Built like a brick shit-house. Dalish elf who has not spoken to his clan in at least 7 years. Dual blade rogue who somehow moves silently. Minimal sense of humour and doesn't understand how people find him really funny. Pockets full of bugs | Inquisitor Valerio Lavellan.

Saoirse Ingellvar (28yrs old) - Mage, necromancy and fire. Uses humour to cope. Speaks to corpses' and will throw teeth if startled. No brain to mouth filter, just all thoughts all the time. Point A to point B takes at least 32 detours and there is no such thing as a full stop. Accidental flirt. Passive aggressive bitch. Would do great in Orlais. | Inquisitor Frey

Alice Thorne (19yrs old) - Mage with a heavy focus on frost and shattering. If anyone was ever a straight-A student, it would be her. Just really sweet and sincere. Regularly covered in darkspawsn and laments her light hair for its ability to stain dark with blood. Dalish with a hefty dose of guilt for leaving her clan. | Inquisitor Myrinah Lavellan

[simplegenius042]

Music Monday & WIP Wednesday

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Two songs for The UnTitledverse and The Silver Chronicles respectively plus one WIP for Life, Despair & Monsters. You can listen and read these below the cut:

In The UnTitledverse, I've got a trilogy of DOOM WIPs (moreso focusing on the DOOM (2016) and DOOM: Eternal games, with references to the previous ones) creatively called DOOMed, it's prequel DOOMed: From The Start and the sequel DOOMed: Forth Til Eternity. This song though focuses on DOOMed: From The Start, which pretty much follows the events leading up to DOOMed. Furthermore, there are some OCs, some characters mentioned in this game (either by recording, data or dialogue) that will be present too AND as well as Olivia and Hayden. This is like a sitcom months before disaster strikes. Listen below:

"One, two, three, four

La, la-la, la-la-la, la La, la-la, la-la-la

Whatever happened to predictability? The milk man, the paper boy, the evening TV? How did I get delivered here? Somebody tell me please Cause this old world is just really confusing me

Clouds as mean as you've ever seen Ain't a bird that knows your tune Then, a little voice of you whispers "Kid, don't sell your dreams so soon!"

Everywhere you look, everywhere you go There's a heart (there's a heart), a hand to hold on to Everywhere you look, everywhere you go There's a face (there's a face), somebody who needs you

La, la-la, la-la-la, la La, la-la, la-la-la

Whatever happened to the good ol' days? Talking to friends for hours, swore it'd never go away Now, I'm feeling a little crazy, trying to fit in with a scene 'Cause how do you know where you're going, if you really don't know who you've been?

Everybody, eventually Says they are as lost as you So everybody, shout it together "Hey, don't sell your dreams so soon!"

Everywhere you look, everywhere you go There's a heart (there's a heart), a hand to hold on to Everywhere you look, everywhere you go There's a face (there's a face), somebody who needs you Everywhere you look, everywhere you go There's a heart (there's a heart), a hand to hold on to Everywhere you look, yeah

When you're lost out there, and you're all alone A light is waiting to carry you home Everywhere you look."

Keeping to Six Of Crows central theme, my How Good Is A Heist If It's Improvised? WIP explores it a bit more (with the addition of Isiah Popov and Gemini Teal apart of the Dregs). Anyway, this song definitely fits the theme of the book and WIP, even if its light tone hides the dark side in these two. Have a listen below:

"So no one told you life was gonna be this way Your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's DOA It's like you're always stuck in second gear When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year

But I'll be there for you (When the rain starts to pour) I'll be there for you (Like I've been there before) I'll be there for you ('Cause you're there for me too)

You're still in bed at ten and work began at eight You've burned your breakfast, so far things are going great Your mother warned you there'd be days like these Oh, but she didn't tell you when the world has brought You down to your knees that

I'll be there for you (When the rain starts to pour) I'll be there for you (Like I've been there before) I'll be there for you ('Cause you're there for me too)

No one could ever know me No one could ever see me Seems you're the only one who knows What it's like to be me Someone to face the day with Make it through all the rest with Someone I'll always laugh with Even at my worst, I'm best with you, yeah

It's like you're always stuck in second gear When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year

I'll be there for you (When the rain starts to pour) I'll be there for you (Like I've been there before) I'll be there for you ('Cause you're there for me too)

I'll be there for you I'll be there for you I'll be there for you 'Cause you're there for me too!"

Here's a WIP for my House Of The Dragon WIP The Thorned Crown Of Iron Thrones. Takes place weeks after both Aemma's death and Viserys marriage/consummation to Alicent. Corvus is stressing over the new tension between Rhaenyra and Alicent, but unluckily he finds solace with one noble Sir Enigma Malvolio, whose may be a tad strange but he's giving Corvus some floral remedies in the form of tea so he'll endure it; enjoy a history lesson from Malvolio below: [A/N Hey guys, if you noticed that this snippet is a bit clunky, that's because I had been sick at the time of writing the chapter it belongs to, so I wasn't at my best when I wrote this. Still feeling the after effects now even, but I should be fully recovered by tomorrow. Enjoy!]

"You know," Sir Enigma broke the awkward pause, back still to Corvus as he boiled more of the red petals, "There's an old wives tale about these flowers. Say, have you ever heard of the legend of the Court King, your highness?"

Corvus paused mid-sip, the floral scent of the tea clinging to the steam coming out of the cup and assaulting his nose. It was strong, certainly, but something that wasn't uninviting. The sharp taste and scent was both distracting and calming his nerves. Exactly what he had sought out.

"I can't say I have, Sir Enigma," Corvus politely told the older man, finding nothing he could remember about such a name, "Who was he?"

Sir Enigma glanced to him and gave a cheerful grin, something Corvus was unsure was supposed to be inviting. He found it rather unnerving, but refrained from speaking up.

"I thought as much. You won't find anyone around here who'd know the tale by heart. The Court King," Sir Enigma smacked his lips as he began, "is more of a myth in my personal opinion. But I've learned there is always merit to any story passed down rumor by rumor. The tough part would be discerning fact from fiction."

He took the kettle off his small stove, placing it back on the tray. He brought it over to the small table between them, along with setting down his cap to face Corvus as Sir Enigma reclaimed the tea cup he was drinking from earlier. Corvus would think the other man would refill it with the hotter brew, but didn't bring attention to it. He saw no reason to it.

After Sir Enigma took a sip from his cup, he sighed in satisfaction, looked to Corvus with his dark eyes and gleefully continued, "From what I could find, the Court King was a ruler who reigned over many lands with the help of his competent cohort, whom some say he carefully selected himself."

"Hence the name "Court King"?" Corvus questioned, though internally kicked himself for interrupting the nobleman. When Sir Enigma regarded him with an inquisitive gaze, Corvus stuttered out, "S-since he was the head of a- of a court? And royalty?"

Sir Enigma pondered over Corvus words, and hummed, "Well... that's certainly one way to look at it."

"Though I don't think the name matters as much as the being holding it," Sir Enigma admitted after another sip, "From what I've heard, he wasn't of any royalty. In fact, he was more a conqueror. Like your Aegon. Just more successful."

Corvus widened his eyes in shock at Sir Enigma's assertion. The nobleman just sipped on more of his tea as if he hadn't stated something so controversial about the family the Targaryen prince belonged to, adopted status notwithstanding.

He couldn't fathom how Sir Enigma could say Aegon the Conqueror's conquests were lesser than a person who may not even exist.

"What... makes you say that?" Corvus asked, swallowing down his nervousness. He wasn't wrong about this tea, he thought to himself, It seems to rejuvenate me with an energy to speak up.

Sir Enigma snickered at Corvus reaction, and added, "I mean no offense to your family's history, your majesty. But compared to the stories I've heard about your forefather and what I could learn about the Court King, the latter had accomplished a lot more. After all, what bigger conquest can one accomplish but the world's?"

Corvus blinked at Sir Enigma, processing the baffling information he was listening to. The World?! The very idea of someone even coming close to accomplishing such a feat was preposterous to the prince. He's already sat through meetings of father's council struggling to figure out how to approach diplomacy with the likes of Uncle Daemon, he didn't have confidence that they alone could take on the less amicable kingdoms.

Now, he was thoroughly intrigued about this Court King, "Did- did he succeed?"

"In the conquests?" Sir Enigma raised a brow, and Corvus nodded, "Well of course he did. He was fucking ruthless, and most importantly, extremely ambitious in his goal. He left no stone unturned. He wore a mask to hide his face, never disclosing his name so his enemies were unable to curse him beyond death. If what I had learned was true, some say he was akin to a God. Or perhaps gifted by them. It's said he ruled for a life time. Beyond what was even possible for a human; conjuring storms while he was at it. He tamed dragons and flew without their aid. He was fueled by divine magic and as strong as a hundred armies."

Corvus sat in shock, so much so that he broke from it when he lost his grip on his tea cup. It fell to the stone floor, shattering and spilling the red-tinted liquid everywhere. He gave an apologetic gaze to Sir Enigma, but the man didn't seem bothered as he was mid-way through pouring another steaming tea into a new cup.

Taking the new cup with both hands, he gave his thanks as he tried to find a way to form his thoughts coherently into words.

"Did he really do it?" he asked. Sir Enigma responded with a raised brow, so Corvus elaborated, "All of what you just said."

Sir Enigma gave a smile, and a chuckle as he stated, "Of course not. It's all bullshit. No person is capable of living forever, blessed with god-like powers, taming fucking dragons. Only Targaryens and Velaryons can achieve such a feat, which the Court King was neither. In all likelihood, if he ever did exist, he was replaced generation after generation, keeping up the illusion of a god that ruled over the lands for eternity. With a dragon rider of his own probably."

Oh, Corvus cringed, thinking himself a gullible fool.

Sir Enigma showed mercy on him though, not regarding him with ridicule, "Don't beat yourself up so much, your highness. Tales are meant to wind people up, make them believe in the impossible. The Court King's just another in a sea of a thousand more. Flattering stories to feed the egos of dead people. You'll get used to it."

Corvus accepted the nobleman's words without resistance, though he did have a burning question.

"How... do the flowers play into this though?" Corvus inquired.

Sir Enigma looked at the prince, puzzled. Until his eyes widened in realization, "Oh right, almost forgot."

He clears his throat as he continues, "You see, the more mythical parts of this tale state that the Court King's reign long reign had ended at one point. From what I learned, the Court King had been betrayed by his cohort during a particularly big war, leading to his demise. Staying true to his image of divinity, its stated that once his corpse fell, a hundred-thousand red flowers bloomed across the battlefield, rooting itself in anything it could."

"Some say these flowers contained the Court King's courage. Others had the belief that the petals held divine properties belonging to the Court King. There were a few who believed that the flora should be preserved and revered, as they held the Court King's spirit. The commonality between all three claims was that by consuming the flowers, you attain his power," Sir Enigma explained with a roll of his eyes, "Hence the name. The Court King's Favors. Of course, his cohorts hadn't liked such a idea, and some of the more paranoid ones went on to purge the flowers from existence. Where there had been hundreds of thousands, now remains only thirty. Or, well, twenty-eight."

Corvus wasn't sure if he was supposed to cringe at that, but Sir Enigma hadn't seemed to discourage him from drinking the tea full of the favors.

"Now you must understand the ridiculous of such claims. More than likely those flowers merely rejuvenated people with medicinal properties," Sir Enigma disclosed, and Corvus couldn't disagree there. The tea did put to rest his fears and anxieties, much to his relief. Even if the tale was all myth, he couldn't say he didn't see why people believed in it.

"Want to know what else I learned from this tale?" Sir Enigma spoke up, catching Corvus attention. Once the prince gave him a nod to continue, Sir Enigma continued, "Rumor has it, that the corpse of the Court King is held deep in the catacombs of a tomb, somewhere under here. King's Landing itself."

Corvus tensed at Sir Enigma's words, finishing off his tea as he leaned in to softly ask, "Is- is that true? Or just another myth?"

Sir Enigma, though seeming to have all the answers, merely shrugged here, "I never got a concrete answer, so who knows? But it'd be quite a discovery, wouldn't you agree?"

As Corvus wondered over the Court King's legend, pondering on such a unique character, even if he was myth, Sir Enigma broke him out of his thoughts as he offered the kettle.

"Would you like more?" the nobleman asked, "The Court King's legend may be a myth, but his favor does grant you courage in times of strife. If you believe enough, that is. Do you believe, Corvus?"

The prince looked to and from the tea cup in his hands and the kettle in Sir Enigma's. His mind thought back to the recent tragedy weeks ago of mother's death, and the straining gap between his sister and the sweet Lady Alicent. He didn't know how to fix that, and could barely comfort father in his time of need.

He could need a little courage, if not for himself, then to help his family. With his mind made up, he brought his cup forward to a grinning Malvolio, watching as the dark red tainted liquid filled his cup for a third time.

[seizethemage]

My Rook concepts ahead of Veilguard! I’m excited for all my heathenous little guys. They’re all gonna drive Solas up the wall with their shenanigans!

[cuerue]

got an unlock all transmog mod so naturally i immediately had to rush all of the rooks ive made through the prologue and play dress up with them

[soloavengers]

Pawn Behaviors - Beyond the Rift

𓆩 Thorne 𓆪

[template] - [winterheart’s]

❖ BEHAVIORS & HABITS: 

➵ COMMON: 

Complaining, a lot.

Good luck trying to peacefully walk past enemies when he’s there.

Battle is fun!!

➵ UNCOMMON:

Collects parts of monsters the others don’t think of gathering, for whatever reason.

A joke in someone’s expense is how he shows his love, (they get a smirk with a wink and/or an elbow poking at their side.)

Loudly laughs if he got as he gave.

As a Hawker, he’s also a merchant. Friends get discounts and other types of deals, (if they buy one thing but he previously noticed them eyeing another as well — “Oh! I haven’t told you about this deal…” There was no deal, it’s really just a gift.)

Talks about how he can improve when he feels like he’s done a mistake.

He hovers around companions after battle or during long travels, before gathering the courage to tell them of something on their armor / cloak or even face — blood or dirt. If familiar with them, he’d fix it himself.

➵ RARE:

Randomly gifting.

“Peeled this apple for you, Arisen.” <3

➵ DRAGONSPLAGUE: 

Absolutely no awareness or acknowledgment of his wrongs, if the Arisen knows him well enough this is a big, big tell that something is wrong with him.

More protective of the Arisen, to the point he doesn’t think clearly and can instead compromise them.

I see the “headache” animation as pawns having a tiny moment of resisting. For Thorne he feels an uncomfortable familiarity and it leads to a lot of confusion, and a bit of lucidity. As he holds his head, he’s very quietly begging just “Pleasepleaseplease-” over and over until he feels good again.

❖ THOUGHTS & OPINIONS: 

➵ THE ARISEN:

The Arisen needs to look presentable at all times. He would take care of cleaning their armor and whatnot, if he must.

His second Arisen, adventurous and caring Sylvas won him over far too easily. Being so clearly different from his tyrannical first Arisen, it wasn’t so hard to break Thorne’s (admittedly slightly thin) walls.

Thorne is very glad of having an Arisen who actually needs him, (instead of one that treated him as disposable as his dead brother) so he is dutiful and proud of it.

He’s always quick to consider others a threat to the Arisen, mostly because he worries Syl can be a bit gullible at times. Odd how some Arisen have their hearts lead the way when they aren’t even in their chests! He’d say.

➵ OTHER PAWNS:

Thorne is rather bossy with other pawns, but not beyond the rift — except during rough battles, he slips back into an old mindset.

Most pawns Syl hires are pawns Thorne met beyond the rift. Friends! Pawns which he already trusts to watch his back, and more importantly his Arisen’s.

The Arisen’s pawns need to look presentable as well.

➵ WORLD:

He may point at different environments and mention which monsters, from other worlds, would have occupied it were they to exist in this one.

Sometimes he nicely asks the Arisen if they could camp somewhere further down the road just because it has nicer surroundings or a view.

➵ BATTLE: 

One more time, bossy.

Thorne may compromise himself to watch the Arisen’s and other pawn’s backs when they’re vulnerable.

Alternatively, he tends to get so lost in the rush of battle that he forgets to keep an eye out on the Arisen’s back.

He’s more than happy to avoid fighting hostile bandits should the Arisen wish it, but if they harm them he will not hold back — as much as he hates shedding more human (& beastern) blood.

➵ NPC's: 

Thorne is so fond of Beren, the soldier in him really respects the man (though in more of a fanboy way, hilariously.) He also thinks his childhood home is so inviting and he’s always excited when Syl decides to give him a visit.

➵ QUESTS: 

Syl telling Thorne that he will be pretending to be a pawn to see what the deal with the Phantom Oxcart was causes an argument between them. Thorne would stay behind not because the Arisen asked him to, but to sulk.

➵ BONUS: 

Ough. Okay, About to write something horrible that I know I won’t write anywhere so I’ll get it out now — warning for War and Death /murder of children.

Years back as his first Arisen’s War General, Thorne was instructed to kill, and order to kill indiscriminately. Full on massacres every campaign. One day Thorne heard that killing children was a horrible, terrible, awful thing. He would then make the conscious choice to spare some children during the next campaign, they were hiding, only he saw them, he told his soldiers no one was in the room and they moved on. He felt pleased with himself.

Unfortunately, this would backfire and lengthening the campaign. The Arisen summoned Thorne and punished him for “developing a conscience.”

Thorne would be forced to go back to killing indiscriminately because he cannot refuse the order, but it was no longer without guilt.

Sorry.

This lead to Syl having to explicitly tell Thorne that ‘No, children aren’t to be considered a possible threat.’ And more. This took a huge weight off Thorne’s chest, and told him much about his new Arisen.

[c4tto626]

🪽 ALTAIR THORNE

Spellblade. Former Antivan Crow. Blighted during a contract gone wrong. Severe scarring. Right-side vision partially lost. Conscripted into the Wardens. Lucky. Angry. Still skilled with a knife.

[wolffe-makes-art]

Updated ref art for my Oc Thorne Crow (she/her) ^^ she's been needing one for a while now lol.

For those who don't know much about her- Thorne is an oc I've had for a while now. She's a monster hunter from Death Omens (original verse) and also serves as an antagonist/villain-style character for her story.

I also like throwing her into random aus (current big one is my Genshin Au for her and her family).

[ayrennaranaaldmeri]

ROOKS

[lazyroseart]

Posting a bit early but I just wanna make sure it gets posted cause I'm about to move lol

Ahava as Jessica Rabbit cause yes lol

I might explore this more mostly for fun cause I loved who framed roger rabbit so maybe expect more of this au thingy

Also bonus doodle lol

Mr and Mrs Dellamorte

[emberglowfox]

gartic phone w friends heres some guys from that

bonus:

[magerightsyeah]

Some Rook moodboards (aka my beautiful children with psychological issues)