#relan?

[caxycreations]

Y'all. Omg.

I'm 4-5 chapters from being done with the story I've been working on for ten years.

A mere 12k-15k words.

In sprints I usually write between 450-700 words in 15 minutes.

I am ~5 hours of work away from being done with Draft One of Tylvinian Tales.

Y'ALL I AM SO HYPED TO GET DONE AND START EDITING

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Last drawing of the year, I hope you all have a good new year!

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ina | relan | za

zabainal (minor, general, adult) terms

[thetruearchmagos]

'Mo'

An OC For Relan

@caxycreations , here it is! You Tagged me for this one... so, so long ago, but I've finally come up with an OC for you Setting, if you may accept him.

His name is 'Mo', and 'Mo' is he, as far as anyone in knows. He's not easy to miss with his intensely brown eyes, tan fur, and unmistakably foreign speech and accent. Mo is a Palm Civet, which is all he's ever offered when it comes to his background. He's notably shorter than most in his new home, and apparently hasn't fully adjusted to its temperate climes from his tropical roots. Whoever he is, wherever he came from, Mo was brought to the big city more by his duties than anything else.

Mo is unmistakably a 'Gah-men'* man, an efficient public servant of mild mannerisms that bely a strictly opaque personality. His current station, running the house in the local community and government, seems remarkably humble in contrast to the grace with which Mo carries himself, but he seems content enough.

Not a shy man to those who deal with him with any regularity, Mo is absolutely a humble one. He prefers to act in the background, putting in twice as much work as anyone else and with encyclopaedic knowledge of every facet of his potential duties. Mo dresses for his duties, with an endless supply of white shirts, jackets, and waistcoats, all fairly conservative in colour and make. Over time, he's earned the distant respect of his colleagues, even if most see him as little more than a hard driving automaton.

Others, however, know better. His friends, the few of them he has, would attest to his quiet kindness and occasional generosity. In private, Mo has a tendency towards dramatics, particularly when the topic of conversation touches on politics, or references to his homeland, which he defends and demeans in equal measure. He is a teetotaller, but, unusually for his kind, turns down coffee and tea as well, and apparently has the sweet tooth of a juvenile. Mo enjoys what comforts he can get, and his bar for what counts as such isn't high; fresh pastry, a certain brand of soya milk, and his regular patronage of the local library suffices.

Who is Mo? No one can really say, and for now he's not keen to answer.

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*A bit of local slang, means 'government'.

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Riema and Relaner propaganda for Christian oc Tournament (with a Tad appearance)

Riema lay across the bed listless. Her head dangled upside down just over the side facing the window, watching the sun rise, or fall to her perspective, closer to its peak. Something large moved into her line of vision blocking the light of the sun. “Well?” the Relaner shape asked, arms crossed. Riema frowned.  “Well what?” she replied Relaner moved her hands to her hips.  “Are you going to lay in bed all day and mope or actually do something with your second chance at life?”  Riema stared lazily up at her. “That’s a low blow,” “Maybe you need a low blow to get you out of this funk.” she snapped, grabbing Riema by the wrist and pulling her out of the bed. Her butt hit the floor with a thunk. “Ow,” Rimea deadpanned. Relaner ignored her and dragged her out into the main area of the farmhouse. The curtains on the front windows were drawn back, letting sunlight stream in and revealing the dust floating in the air. Tad sat at the large table. Loose papers were strewn out around him. Charcoal pieces used down to the nub were scattered on top of them. There were black smudges where undoubtedly he had dragged his hands over his face. Ferrir sat across from him with a book. She glanced up at the two of them and tried to hide a smirk before returning to her story. Cluinn was stirring a large pot on the stove. Various vegetables and ingredients were arranged next to her. A lonely half-peeled potato and kitchen knife lay on a stool by her feet, a bucket beside it.  “Good morning, Riema,” Cluinn greeted sweetly. Riema grunted as her hip bumped into the leg of Tad’s chair. Relaner’s not being very careful. “Don’t indulge her,” Relaner barked, “It’s nearly mid meal!” “Is it really a mid meal if you didn’t have a first meal?” Riema asked looking up at Cluinn for confirmation. Relaner made an appalled noise while Cluinn hummed in thought. “I don’t think it really matters what one calls it as long as they eat,” she decided, sparing a pointed look at Riema before adding a small bowl of crushed garlic into the stew.  Riema sagged in defeat under her gaze. “Did Yuro and Conas say how long they’d be gone for?” Cluinn asked, picking up a large ladle and doing her best to stir with the instrument. “I’d like some more mushrooms for this.” Relaner let Riema’s arm fall to the floor with a thump so she could cross her arms and snort. “Conas said and I quote ‘I bet you anything you like we’ll be back before Riema gets out of bed,’” she reported, “and I for one cannot wait to cash that in.” “So you didn’t come get me up out of some resemblance of care or affection?” asked Riema from the floor. Relaner turned and nudged Riema in the side as she made her way over to Tad, like she had wanted to kick her, but didn’t actually mean in. “She got you up because I asked her to,” Cluinn corrected, now sending a full on glare towards her. “And if you think she or any of us don’t care or love you then you are sorely mistaken. Those potatoes need peeling.”

Vote for Riema and Relaner (and Tad) in the Christian OC Tornament polls!

[caxycreations]

Let's see how many of these Relan ticks...

Currency that isn't Gold Standard - Check, their money is paper money like ours but in Ferus it's backed by food, with Ferus being the largest source of food on the planet (that actually engages with regular trade, that is), so the more abundant their food (meat, meat substitutes, and plant matter), the better their economy gets. Eikiria's economy is reputation, Dornum's is based on the rarity of one's species (rare species have higher spending power with less physical currency). Sen and Kanor both back their physical currency with Fulgurite, with their deserts being the world's largest source of the substance and it being imperative for the production of electrical devices on Relan. Andronia backs theirs with Toranum, a metal that serves as a magic superconductor, typically used for complex devices like computers, cell phones, and the like, but also used in some modern weaponry as well.

Currency that runs on perishables - Food, reputation (counts as perishable cause one bad event can totally shatter yours and then your buying power plummets with it).

Fantastical weather patterns - It only storms on Relan once or twice a year. You'll get rain showers, maybe some heavy winds, mostly normal but when it comes to lightning-and-thunder-and-pounding-rain storms? Once or twice a year, and they're major. Lightning from these storms is capable of wiping out whole cities, which is why the World Spires are so important to the safety of the global public.

Marriage signifiers other than wedding bands - Collars! There are special Wedding Collars that couples buy for the ceremony, and wear in public when they want to signify that they're together.

More than 2 genders/no concept of gender - There's an understanding of male, female, a few in-betweens, and a few outliers in biological sex, but when it comes to gender there's no recognized binary. "man" and "woman" are the most common, but only barely. A lot of Relanians are trans, non-binary, genderfluid, or neo-genders, and outside of Dornum there is no stigma against them.

Gods that don't look like people - Gaius looks like a great bear, carved from stone and covered in moss with various insects along his body. Fina appears as a pure white short-haired mau, with brilliant red and pink designs all over her body, with four tails. Malor looks like an ancient wolf, hunched and haggard, with four arms and four eyes. Escor's appearance shifts and changes to suit it's moods at a moment's notice, while Jan's is different to every individual, and the Entity (their True Merged Form) appears as a featureless mannequin. Dinora appears to be an owl, but her wings look like stained glass and her arms and legs are metallic.

Normalized supernatural element - Blessings! Everyone is born with some minor or major Blessing based on which God's magic was active when they were born. Ryder's is Major Gaian, he's always in peak shape, with higher strength and durability than he'd otherwise have, while Cammile's is Minor Janite, she's able to tell when someone is being insincere with perfect precision.

Nonverbal means of communication - animal body language! Tails, ears, wings, fur, teeth, they ALL play a part in reading another person's communications. There is also a form of sign language called "Globalized Sign", which is a set of signs that allow for basic communication across all nations so that all species with any arrangement of limbs can converse basic ideas. There are also other sign languages: "Ferusian Sign Language", "Dornumite Gesture Speak", "Sekanan Sign Language", "Andronian Sign Language", and "Common Eikirian". Common Eikirian is the major language of Eikiria, as it's an underwater nation where verbal communication is difficult under the best circumstances. As such, they use CE to communicate effectively underwater, and will typically learn the spoken languages of the land-based settlements they live nearest to.

Race with specialized biological dietary needs - Everyone! Relan is a planet of anthropomorphic animals. Ryder, as a Greatwolf, needs meat to be the major bulk of his diet. Nivo, as a Flying Fox, needs mostly fruits. They can eat other things, but it's not the most beneficial for them.

Small fantasy worldbuilding elements you might want to think about:

A currency that isn’t gold-standard/having gold be as valuable as tin

A currency that runs entirely on a perishable resource, like cocoa beans

A clock that isn’t 24-hours

More or less than four seasons/seasons other than the ones we know

Fantastical weather patterns like irregular cloud formations, iridescent rain

Multiple moons/no moon

Planetary rings

A northern lights effect, but near the equator

Roads that aren’t brown or grey/black, like San Juan’s blue bricks

Jewelry beyond precious gems and metals

Marriage signifiers other than wedding bands

The husband taking the wife's name / newlyweds inventing a new surname upon marriage

No concept of virginity or bastardry

More than 2 genders/no concept of gender

Monotheism, but not creationism

Gods that don’t look like people

Domesticated pets that aren’t re-skinned dogs and cats

Some normalized supernatural element that has nothing to do with the plot

Magical communication that isn’t Fantasy Zoom

“Books” that aren’t bound or scrolls

A nonverbal means of communicating, like sign language

A race of people who are obligate carnivores/ vegetarians/ vegans/ pescatarians (not religious, biological imperative)

I’ve done about half of these myself in one WIP or another and a little detail here or there goes a long way in reminding the audience that this isn’t Kansas anymore.

[caxycreations]

Reblog for sample size and leave your specific pronouns in the tags!

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When you feel lazy to cook

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Relan Amber B, 2024

[geistsartstash]

Sawah OC-Tober Prompt 5: Enemy or Rival

I still don't have a concrete design for this jerk, but I'll get there. Anyways, this is Relan, the aforementioned light god that Rune and her allies are determined to put a stop to before he can kill all dragons and blind the world. He's conceited, ill-mannered, and an overall vile being who will throw a fit if he doesn't get what he wants.

[caxycreations]

I drew a Ryder

For those not in-the-know, this is Ryder Trayson, the MC of Tylvinian Tales: The Wolf's Den, my gay little crime-romance-modern fantasy book!

[caxycreations]

In honor of this, have some humanizing trivia about Devon:

He can't sleep without light. He doesn't have anything against the darkness, but he can't ever seem to get comfortable enough with it, so he sleeps with a night light.

His favorite food is a Heavusian dish called Arshama, which is shredded fish stuffed inside pheasant and then baked with butter and seasoning. He has it once a week.

If you even imply he should wear any amount of yellow, he just might hurt you, it's his least favorite color and he sincerely believes nobody looks good in it in any capacity.

He loves to dance, but he's really terrible at it. Doesn't stop him from trying, though.

Every knife in his collection has a name, but not the names you'd expect. Instead of naming them after women or giving them "cool" names, he names them all after their handle design. Some examples include: Curvy, Chocolate, Grain, Cyber, Driftwood, and Nick (Nick has a nick in the side of the handle and it's his favorite one for that very reason)

*Takes you by the shoulders* I ADORE character profiles and character trivia and likes and dislikes sections. I love knowing this ruthless, heartless, cruel man of a character has a childish dislike for mandarin oranges. I believe in the inherent beauty of making all characters, no matter the background or moral stance, being made fundamentally human by assigning them insignificant culinary preferences. I stand by the supremacy of humanizing villains by giving them relatable tastes and trivial interests and ordinary hobbies. I treasure the hidden reminders that everyone is inherently human even when everything else we know about a character might suggest the contrary.

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Relan rockstar

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Anthony Fineran (B 1981), Lime Kess Relan, 2023

[caxycreations]

Do you like romance? Modern fantasy? Crime and consequence?

Check out my book, Tylvinian Tales: The Wolf's Den, on Tumblr, Wattpad,or Ao3!

Tylvinian Tales is an anthology series centered around the city of Tylvin, capitol of the nation of Ferus on a world called Relan, populated by anthropomorphic beings called Sentients, which are made up of various species ranging from the most common and mundane all the way to the mythical and alien. The stories revolve around various lives, the impact they all have on one another, and the consequences they each create for the city they call home.

The first book in the series, The Wolf's Den, focuses on Ryder Trayson. Ryder is a Sentient Relanian Greatwolf who works as a freelance DJ. His greatest struggles for most of his life have been waking up in time to get to his job on the weekends and keeping his fridge stocked despite his appetites. But when a series of life-changing events shake up his world, he'll have to face a much darker side of both his city, and himself, all while trying to navigate the changing relationships around him.

Sound interesting? Then head on over to the chapter master post here on Tumblr, or read it on AO3 or Wattpad!

[caxycreations]

CW: Knives and threats, also sfw nudity but lots of scars

I never get to be obnoxious about Devon

Devon Masters

my possum OC

he is 1000% Bastard

went to Bastard University and got a Major in Assholery and a Minor in Jerk Studies

And I love him

He's a leader of a gang called The Kings, and he really, REALLY hates another of my OCs, Kaleb, and GODS he's such a sadist

Ignoring all the murder, he's not that bad of a g- okay he is, he's a terrible person but honestly his playful attitude about it all makes it okay right? right?

No no it doesnt but fantasy is fantasy for a reason

god i love being SOOO obnoxious about my ocs everyone should be 50% more obnoxious about their ocs right neow