#the scepters keeper

[c-rose2081]

The Scepter’s Keeper (Pt. 3)

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Audrey with her fully matured magic.

She is known by a few different names/titles:

- Harbinger of change, forgiveness and second-chances

- Guardian of youth, dreams, and safety.

- Wraith of fear, justice, betrayal, and humility.

Unlike most wielders in Auradon, calling upon Audrey as a guardian is a bit of a double edged sword. A mix between Fairy Godmother and Enchantress, her magic is dark in nature but very, very potent. It can be used for both good and wicked deeds, and it’s a game of roulette which one you may receive. It’s best to be truthful in her presence, as she’s fair and often generous in her exchanges, but not necessarily kind to those who try (and fail) to deceive her.

Audrey isn’t the type to show herself to just anyone. Certainly not to royalty, or those who have fanciful dreams of balls, wealth, or romance. No. Audrey appears to the ones society has scorned; the dreamers of a different color who have been forgotten, neglected, lost in their own transgressions, or abandoned by those they trusted. She is a bringer of change, forgiveness, and second chances, and her magic can do almost anything to make dreams come true and alter someone’s life forever.

But…

If she see’s even a shred of ill-intent in someone’s heart: a desire to receive but not change, an inkling to be cruel, greedy or sinful, she’ll gift a curse instead of a blessing. A powerful one too, something that’s not easily reversed. It’s an extreme and often grueling lesson, given to force humility and respect upon those in the world who need to be humbled.

Audrey also acts as Fairy Godmother to children. She protects the little ones other magic has seemingly passed over; those who steal, those who lie and cheat, and those that are born with their souls unnaturally distorted by happenstance or false blessings. She is a bringer of forgiveness, but also a keeper of dreams, warding off nightmares for the kids who are already living in one.

She’ll appear to those who need her—a tender but just guardian, if not a tad spooky. But she will only reveal herself after someone has fully realized their desire to change/come to terms with a mistake and beg for a second chance. Once they do, she’ll judge their heart and either bestow an incredible gift, or an equally incredible curse. Audrey will also help lost souls navigate literal situations too, acting as a ferryman to those wandering in the woods, sitting at the edge of cliffs, or trapped in dangerous situations.

[taringill]

Redesign of my Rise Renet🩵

June 6, 2024

Old design:

December 30, 2022

Bonus:

I've been thinking about lightening Renet's hair for a long time so that she looks more like a blonde. I like it even more this way.

Я уже давно думала осветлить волосы Ренет, чтобы она была больше похожа на блондинку. Так мне нравится даже больше.

A little bit about my version of rottmnt Renet. I must say right away that I took the canon from the comics from Mirage and showed imagination, added something from myself.

A kind, cheerful, but restless girl, the soul of the company, a blonde with brown eyes named Renet Tilley, Mikey's love interest (she is 1 year older than him). She is a teenage student of Lord Simultaneous, studying to be the Keeper of Time and Dimensions. But besides Renet, he has a group young people studying with him, among whom is her friend Eric. She knows math, physics perfectly well and knows chemistry and biology well, but her favorite subject is history. She knows the subject very well. And this is not surprising. After all, her studies are mainly related to time, so knowledge of this subject is necessary.

But despite her curiosity, she is not particularly diligent. Due to boredom, Renet took the time and dimension scepter of her teacher (Lord Simultaneous) without asking. She got caught, but immediately jumped into the portal, which she opened with the help of a scepter. But she didn't jump into the past, but into another dimension. The dimension in which the turtles live. In this way, she wanted to deceive her teacher, but it still didn't work out. According to my headcannon, Renet also lives in the early 21st century, just like turtles, just in another dimension. This dimension is more technological, futuristic and advanced. In short, this is Donnie's paradise. I was inspired by how people from the last century imagined the beginning of the 21st century at least. More futuristic than it really is. In this dimension, yokai and humans have been communicating and living together for a long time, but long before that there was a war between them. It was a long time ago. Also, in the Renet dimension, they communicate with residents of other planets and even other dimensions.

P. S. I don't know what year the turtles have, but I can assume that around 2020 (+/- 1 year). The series takes place in our time, and it was released in 2018. Judging by the answer of one of the creators of the series, that April is 16 at the beginning of the series, and 18 in the movie, it takes about 2 years. Therefore, most likely (perhaps I don't know for sure), the film is set around 2020. In general, Renet is from the same year and century, only in a different dimension.

I'll write about it right away, they didn't know about turtles in the Renet dimension. But after their first meeting, Renet popularized her new friends.

Немного о моей версией rottmnt Ренет. Сразу скажу, что я взяла канон из комиксов от Мираж и проявила фантазию, добавила что-то от себя.

Добрая, весёлая, но непоседливая девочка, душа компании, блондинка с карими глазами по имени Ренет Тилли, любовный интерес Майки (она старше него на 1 год). Она ученица-подросток Лорда Симултениуса, учиться на Хранительницу Времени и Измерений. Но, помимо Ренет, у него учатся группа молодых людей, среди которых есть её друг Эрик. Она отлично знает математику, физику и хорошо знает химию и биологию, но её любимый предмет - это история. Она очень хорошо знает этот предмет. И это неудивительно. Всё-таки её учёба связана в основном с временем, поэтому знание этого предмета необходимо.

Но, несмотря на своё любопытство, она не особо усидчива. Из-за скуки Ренет взяла без спроса скипетр времени и измерений своего учителя (Лорд Симултениус). Она спалилась, но сразу же прыгнула в портал, который открыла с помощью скипетра. Но она прыгнула не в прошлое, а в другое измерение. Измерение, в котором живут черепашки-ниндзя. Она хотела обыграть своего учителя, но всё равно не получилось. По моему хэдканону Ренет также живёт в начале 21 века, как и черепахи, просто в другом измерении. Это измерение более технологичное, футуристическое и развитое. Короче, это рай для Донни. Я вдохновлялась тем, как люди из прошлого века представляли начало 21 века минимум. Более футуристический, чем есть на самом деле. В этом измерение йокаи и люди давно общаются и живут вместе, но задолго до этого была война. Это было очень давно. Ещё, в измерении Ренет общаются с жителями других планет и даже других измерений.

P. S. Я не знаю какой год у черепах, но могу предположить, что примерно 2020 (+/- 1 год). Действие сериала происходит в наше время, а выходил он в 2018 году. Судя по твитту одного из создателей сериала, что в начале сериала Эйприл 16, а в фильме 18, проходит примерно 2 года. Следовательно, скорее всего (возможно, я точно не знаю), действие фильма происходит примерно в 2020 году. В общем, Ренет из того же года и века, только в другом измерении.

Сразу напишу об этом, о черепашках не знали в измерении Ренет. Но после их первой встречи, Ренет популяризировала своих новых друзей.

[jester-showdown]

Jester showdown: Finale

art of beloved by heaartshaped

[ID: Two pictures on a split blue and red background. On the Left, a drawing of beloved wearing a yellow and red puffy-sleeved shirt. They are holding a scepter and looking to the right with a neutral expression. The drawing is surrounded by a yellow frame. On the right, Cicero. Between them it says "VS" in flaming text /end ID]

reasons sublitters gave for why you should vote for each of the contestants

Beloved

The Fool is a jester in a court for most of the first trilogy and wears a black and white motley. He's witty, sarcastic and weird (he has a scepter with a dead rat on it named Ratsy). She's sometimes a woman named Amber and says that all the "plumbing" is not important.They're very private and we learn their real name (Beloved) 4 books into the series. They can see possible futures and wants to change the course of the world to make it better. He manipulates people and even his best friend Fitz in order to do that, but he feels very guilty about it. He's the most character ever and I love him.

Cicero

The reason why Cicero was forced to retire from assassinations, was because he was appointed as The Keeper of The Night Mother's corpse.Who is a religious figure within the assassin's guild, The Dark Brotherhood.

The Dark Brotherhood was falling, and Cicero ended up alone with two other living people. During said years, Cicero was desperate to hear The Night Mother's voice, but only ended up with laughter instead.Cicero recognised the laughter as the jester's, and accept it as his friend and gift from The Night Mother. Is still hesitant though, and wants to hear The Night Mother's voice

After the final member aside from Cicero dies, he fully embraces the laughter and becomes a jester himself.

[tonybicyclestark]

Earth 2010 X Earth 616 Crossover AU Ficlet

A/N: Apparently I missed Stephen's birthday - which i didn't know was largely decided to be in Nov - so for that let me just share a snippet of THE crossover au that actually started the whole Earth 2010 world in my head. What started as a 'what if MCU tony & steph ended up in a world where they were married for YEARS pre-titan pre-14000605 time escape' idea ended up here. so here's smth from that that lives rent free in my brain. The focus is still on our E-2010 boys tho the MCU boys are there in the background.

"Steph..." Tony's voice - his Tony's voice - spoke out shakingly, cutting into the discussion Stephen was having with his alternate self about the infinity stones.

Stephen turned around to face his husband only to find him looking at him with concern etched into his every feature. "Tony?" Stephen asked, stepping away from the universe hoppers and moving closer to where Tony was in his lab. Tony put a hand out in front of him to stop Stephen in his tracks. Stephen could see the other Stark & Strange glance at each other with the same perturbed expression they'd been wearing since they got here, but he ignored them.

"What the FUCK do you mean that the infinity stones have been affecting you for years?" Tony spat out, looking directly at him.

Stephen blanched. He slipped up. He forgot that this was ever something serious and he let it slip. Now he knows that Tony won't let it go. Stephen hesitated, trying to find the best way to word it without his over-protective husband going all nuclear on him.

Tony was getting impatient so before he could shout again, Stephen sighed and relented. "I only realized it after I came back from the Dark Dimension. After I used the time stone like that the first time around."

"Spit it out Stephenie."

"Each infinity stone protects it's user to a certain degree when it's being wielded by them. Especially when wielded individually." Stephen paused.

"We're the protectors of the Time Stone and it's wielders so it protects us when we use it." The other Strange echoed immediately, as if on instinct.

"Yes. But each stone is different. That's why the Aether reacted differently to Jane Foster vs the Power stone with the Guardians and so on. I am the keeper of the Time Stone and thus, the Time stone protects me.... across all of time." Stephen finished slowly. "You're protected across all of time?" His Tony asked, his brain already forming the connections in microseconds. Stephen nodded.

"Essentially I had and have the time stone's energy around me. Always. Since always. Even when I had no clue about its existence or of the mystic arts." "So you're saying that each infinity stone emits a unique energy signal and you're implying that the different energies interact when in contact with one another?" This time the comment came from the other Stark. But before Stephen could reply, his husband finally spoke. "How long Stephen?"

Stephen didn't drag it out this time. "Since the Tesseract. In your lab. It shocked me."

"You're telling me you've been getting electrocuted by infinity stones SINCE 2010?! AND YOU DIDN"T TELL ME?"

Bonus other's reactions to this yelling match:

Clint: Shouldn't we be glad that the one civilian we had when all that mind stone, Ultron shit went down was the one civilian who was apparently immune to said magical artifact's powers? Bruce: You know I did wonder how Stephen seemed to keep his composure every time the rest of us were being affected by the mind stone.

Steve: Hmm. Makes you wonder how else Stephen's been helping us even before we knew it. Thor: Oh yes, I remember back when Mjolnir met Strange the first time. I always wondered why she tried talking to him, because I thought of Stephen as a non-magical being. She only ever reacted like that around my brother Loki or my mother. 616 Tony: You're telling me your Stark let his husband be around dangerous things like Loki's scepter? Let him be around you lot and the trouble that follows the Avengers around? 616 Stephen: Excuse me?! What are you -

Natasha (snorts audibly at 616 Tony's question): As if anyone can stop Stephen Strange from getting whatever he wants or stop him from doing whatever he thinks he should do.

Rhodey: Please, Stephen's been a part of the team since the start, even if he was just a doctor back then. There's no way Tony could stop him from getting involved. Not when he was involved.

[soteirahere]

Invocation to Hekate Soteira - Peace for the Children of Gaza

Mother Hekate, Goddess of the Liminal Spaces, Hekate Kleidouchos, Keeper of the Keys, Hear the desperate cries of your innocent children in Gaza and the West Bank, echoing through lands and seas. Guide us through the labyrinth of life, unlock the doors we face, Be our compass in the chaos, our sanctuary in this sacred place.

Hekate Kourotrophos, Guardian of the Young, lend your sacred care, Wrap the children of Gaza in your arms, show them love beyond compare. Be their shield in the daylight, their comfort in the night, Be the hope in their eyes, their courage in the fight.

Hekate Atalos, the Tender One, feel the weight of their despair, Hold their hearts within your hands, show them someone cares. Let your compassion be their guide, your tenderness their song, In a world that feels so cold, show them they belong.

Hekate Agrotera, Mighty Huntress, track down peace where it hides, Be their eyes in the forest of fear, their steps where danger resides. Lead them to safety, to havens free from harm, With your bow and arrow, protect them from alarm.

Hekate Antania, Enemy of Mankind, turn your wrath on those who divide, Be the avenger of the oppressed, let justice be their guide. Strike down the walls that imprison them, shatter the chains that bind, Be the sword of retribution, the defender of humankind.

Hekate Brimo, the Angry One, let your fury be their shield, In the battlefield of life, be the power they wield. Turn your rage into a fire, a blaze that lights their way, In the darkest corners of their world, be their break of day.

Hekate Despoina, Mistress of All, make the oppressors yield, Be the authority they respect, the scepter and the shield. Command the winds of change, the tides of time and fate, Be the voice of sovereignty, that the tyrants cannot negate.

Hekate Enodia, of the Paths, guide them through the darkest night, Be the lantern in their hands, the star in their sky so bright. Lead them through the crossroads, where their destiny unfolds, Be the map to their future, the story yet untold.

Hekate Epipurgidia, on the Tower, be their watchful light, Be the sentinel in the darkness, their guardian in the night. From your lofty vantage point, see dangers from afar, Be their early warning, their guiding northern star.

Hekate Gorgo, the Grim, instill fear in the hearts of their foes, Be the terror in their eyes, the nightmare that never goes. Turn your gaze upon the wicked, let them tremble in their sin, Be the face they cannot forget, the conscience from within.

Hekate Khthonia, of the Underworld, where the river of justice flows, Be the keeper of their secrets, the knower of their woes. In the depths of their despair, be the light that never dies, Be the hope that springs eternal, the truth that never lies.

Hekate Kleidophoros, Bearer of Keys, unlock the doors to their salvation, Open the gates of opportunity, the portals to liberation. With each key you turn, unlock a brighter day, With each door you open, show them a better way.

Hekate Krataiis, the Strong, be the pillar of their foundation, Be the rock upon which they build, the core of their determination. In the storms that rage around them, be their anchor in the sea, In the winds that try to break them, be their stability.

Hekate Krokopeplos, Saffron-Cloaked, wrap them in your protective embrace, Be the warmth in their winter, the smile on their face. Clothe them in resilience, drape them in your might, Be the cloak that shields them, in the day and in the night.

Hekate Nyktipolos, Night-Wandering, guard them when the sun takes flight, Be their eyes in the darkness, their senses in the night. Walk beside them in their dreams, be their guide in realms unseen, Be the whisper in the wind, the force that stands between.

Hekate Perseis, Daughter of Perses, bring them through the darkest plight, Be their sword in the battle, their courage in the fight. With your lineage of power, be the magic that they wield, Be the strength in their spirit, the armor and the shield.

Hekate Phosphoros, Light-Bringer, illuminate their path so dim, Be the dawn of their new day, the hymn in their morning hymn. Shine your light upon their road, be their beacon in the dark, Be the spark that lights their way, the fire that ignites their spark.

Hekate Propolos, the Attendant, lead them to safety on a whim, Be the hand that pulls them up, when their hope begins to dim. Guide them through the labyrinth, be their compass and their chart, Be the intuition in their mind, the empathy in their heart.

Hekate Propylaia, Before the Gate, guard the entrance to their homes, Be the keeper of their hearth, the walls made of ancient stones. Stand before their sanctuary, be the lock and the key, Be the guardian of their peace, their security and their glee.

Hekate Soteira, the Savior, in your name this heartfelt prayer roams, Be the miracle they seek, the angel that guides them home. Save them from the perils, that lurk in shadow and in light, Be the wings upon their back, the daybreak to their night.

Hekate Trikephalos, Three-Headed, watch over them from every side, Be their lookout in the front, their rear guard far and wide. With your trinity of vision, see what's hidden and what's known, Be their eyes in every corner, where danger may have grown.

Hekate Trimorphis, Three-Formed, in you their hopes and dreams reside, Be the facets of their soul, where love and fear collide. In your triple aspect, be their past, present, and future, Be the sum of all they are, the editor and the tutor.

Hekate Trioditis, of Three Roads, guide them through choices yet unknown, Be the signpost in their journey, the seeds that they have sown. In the forks that lie ahead, be the wisdom that they seek, Be the courage in their choices, the voice when they are weak.

Hekate Trivia, of the Three Ways, let your wisdom to them be shown, Be the teacher of their life, the mysteries they've known. In the crossroads of their fate, be the lantern in the mist, Be the answers to their questions, the chances they can't resist.

Hekate Adonaea, guide our magic, direct and firm, All that hurts shall be returned. Be the force that shapes their spells, the focus of their aim, Be the power in their words, the sanctity in their claim.

Hekate Nyktipolos, Night-Wandering Queen, open our eyes, allow all to be seen. Be the revealer of truths, the seer of what's concealed, Be the clarity in their vision, the reality revealed.

Hekate Hieros Pyr, Holy Fire, be the flame that never dies, Be the inferno in their soul, the passion in their cries. Burn away the darkness, consume all that's unjust, Be the fire that purifies, the ashes to the dust.

Oh Hekate, let your voice ring out in the celestial halls, Gather the Gods, from their heavenly realms and sacred walls. Implore them to lend their might, their love, their divine grace, To the people of Gaza, suffering in this unforgiving place. With tears in our eyes and hope in our hearts, we pray, Hekate, rally the Gods, guide us toward a better, brighter day.

[oldearthminerals]

Double Terminated Fenster Scepter Quartz Cluster with Record Keepers, Balochistan, Pakistan.

https://www.oldearthminerals.com/shop/p/scepter-quartz-crystal-cluster-1-fpx3l-58cla-jesl8

#crystals #crystalhealing #dtquartz #quartz #recordkeepers #quartzcluster #quartzlover #minerals

[cog5]

9.4. Ot’s Tomb

A heavy, slate door, sealed. Within, a stone coffin. The former head-priest, overseer of all things holy, keeper of the Monastery. Her remains are encased with the utmost care. On her left, a silver scepter, with a cloudy orb fastened to its tip. On her right, a golden chalice, any liquid poured into the cup becomes holy.

[escapeaddict]

winx worldbuilding - magical items

forged by the Dragon Flame and witchcraft, the Sword of Domino has been in the hands of the royal consort of Domino for as long as the history books can remember (Hagen created it with the help of his love, Keeper of the Dragon Flame, who was later killed fighting the ancestral witches, classic lovers to enemies)

the Legendarium is a collection of pocket dimensions containing various nightmare fuel created by Acheron, only accessible through him or objects he enchanted (book, wands)

mythix wands allow you to enter the Legendarium and replace a character and access their powers while in universe

the Ring/Scepter of Solaria is connected to the second sun of Solaria, it is a weapon traditionally born by the heir to the throne that can open portals and channel unfocused power, that of an attack or that of the wielder

[nowoolallowed]

Lintel and Relief from the Tomb of the Overseer of Priests and Keeper of the sacred Cattle Mereri, Describing His Exemplary Life - Met Museum Collection

Inventory Number: 98.4.2f First Intermediate Period, Dynasty 9, ca. 2100–2030 B.C. Location Information: From Egypt, Northern Upper Egypt, Dendera, Tomb of Mereri, Behind Temple of Hathor, Egypt Exploration Fund excavations, 1898

Description:

Mereri's titles indicate he had roles of some importance in the cult of Hathor of Dendera, including responsibility for the clothing for attiring the cult image. He built a very large mud brick mastaba at the site. The eastern facade had a single register autobiographical frieze as a cornice. The entrance, surmounted by an inscribed architrave, led via a passage decorated with relief into a long rectangular room where there were thirteen niches with stelae. The owner's false door was located in an inner offering room. From the north side of the mastaba an entrance accessed the burial chamber through a vaulted tunnel.

This fragment depicts Mereri himself holding his staff and a scepter. It is thought to have been placed in the passage leading into the first chamber, probably belonging with two registers of cattle being led into the tomb.

[primroseprime2019]

Seven Snippets, Seven People

Thanks for the tag, @rms-writes

Skyfall: “You’re not really going to shove a part of Ahmanet’s soul into your body, are you?” Wendy asked as she and Matthew walked down the hallway. “No,” he sighed, “I don’t even know if that will kill me- and I’m not about to find out. But I know that since Ahmanet has chosen Gregory as her… lover, this puts a pin on the plan. Send Nyesha and her cousins out to search for Darwin’s ruby.”

The Ghost’s Curse: Shiloh stared at the memory that was unfolding before his very eyes. Brandon Sr. was holding his mom close and he kissed her forehead. She leaned into him, rubbing her stomach. Shiloh felt his stomach turn into a knot and he gripped the hem of his shirt. He clenched his eyes shut tight, letting out a trembling exhale. Why did this hurt so much?

Skyfall: Darwin glared at Matthew and growled, taking out a scepter. The Evaran stepped back, surprised. “Now, now, let’s not do anything you might regret,” he said, his gaze settling on the black and silver weapon. “I am afraid I have already reached that point,” Darwin replied coldly before he charged at the nineteen year old boy.

The Ghost’s Curse: Marika crossed her arms as she glared at the window. “He deserves better parents,” she said. Derek looked at her and frowned, “you don’t know that.” She glared at him, “and you think you do?! Daniel and Shiloh deserve better! A better life! Better parents!”

Skyfall: Natalia walked through the town before she saw the mountain. She hummed softly before she looked over at a noodle shop and she saw an eighteen year old closing the door. "Hey... Magnus?" She said. He paused and looked at her with wide eyes. She smiled a little before she opened his arms. The young Mocirus Transcendant ran forward and tackled her in a hug, burying his face into her shoulder.

The Ghost's Curse: Shiloh walked over to the balcony railing and he leaned against it with a heavy sigh. He looked out towards the city and frowned deeply. He was half dinosaur, half... superhuman. It was a weird combination and yet it felt so right in the scariest way. Shiloh gripped the railing and looked over as Nova and Ariana walked over to him.

Skyfall: Lucas stared at the Flaming Sword in his hand. "Are you able to ignite it?" Matthew asked curiously. "I'm...not sure," Lucas sighed. "It's so... small," Linus chuckled, "and not... more flaming-y." "That's because only the Lightbringer can ignite it," Haley pointed out and Eli rolled his eyes. "When it ignited before, you were angry," Monte pointed out, "so... think about our father. That should do the trick." "This will be fun," Alora chuckled, leaning against the couch. Lucas stared at the Flaming Sword for a few moments before he sighed heavily, "nope. Nothing." "You're much too calm," Matthew said, "when it caught flame before, you were furious." "So you're saying the blade can sense my emotional state," Lucas frowned at the Evaran, "it's the most powerful artifact in the Universe, Matt. It guarded the Garden of Eden." "Maybe one of us should try it," Isaac sighed, standing up. "You do realize that your brother is the Lightbringer, don't you?" Carrie asked and she looked at Lucas, "he just has to apply himself and get angry." "Well I can't just get an- OW!" Lucas yelled when Eli suddenly punched him. "Dude!" Trixie exclaimed. "Bloody hell!" Lucas cursed, rubbing his mouth. "Well... it was worth a shot," Eli shrugged. "Right," Lucas hissed, "maybe Eli should try it." He shoved the blade into his brother's hand. "Hold it," he said before he turned before he lunged at his broher, "and I'll kick you right in the-!" "Boys!" Chloe exclaimed, quickly stopping the two as they glared at each other.

Tagging: @kaiusvnoir @toribookworm22 @wingsy-keeper-of-songs @cosmic-opossum @assorted-bean @moonandris and @magicalmousey

[karoubrugarou]

I know that I had posted him a while back, but I wanted to enhance his recent design and fix a few errors from his traditional pic.

Diego Koopa, The Creativity King.

A harmless koopa who loves to create and Imagine things. His weapon of choice is the "Scepter of Imagination" that was made from a rare star that fell into earth. With it, Diego was able to bring his creation into reality. He was able to protect his kingdom from destruction. His generosity got the attention of Airo the Swift. He had alerted Gongo of the Creativity King of his generosity to his entire kingdom. Gongo and Airo had chosen Diego as the Keeper of Creation.

Diego Koopa © Franchesca Huerta aka Chibi Brugarou

Koopa species © Nintendo

[c-rose2081]

The Scepter’s Keeper

Dragon Eye is far older than Maleficent. It’s possibly older than the gods of Olympus themselves. The gemstone is a rare piece of sentient magic with many different names. It was this gem, dug from the River Styx by Athena, that was embedded in the shield of Perseus, allowing him to slay the gorgon Medusa.

After this horrible act of murder, Dragon Eye refused to be carried by a man. Only a woman can use its powers.

Unlike what Mal assumes of Dragon Eye, it is not an inherently evil thing. The gemstone is sentient, a being all its own that can pick and choose who it calls to. It likes strong wielders and wants to be used, how it’s used doesn’t really matter. It’s a very gray piece of magic. Up until Maleficent was defeated, Dragon Eye was an evil power because that was Maleficent’s intent. The gem was being used therefore it was happy to be in the fae queen’s service. But, after Audrey heard the call and took the scepter, it began to change, adapting to its new keeper.

Yes, her intent was to be evil, but not simply evil for evil’s sake, like Maleficent had been. Audrey felt wronged and sought justice for herself. Dragon Eye accepted her strength and lended itself to her mission willingly, offering sleep and stone instead of death cause she never actually meant to kill anyone. Everything Audrey did with the scepter was based on her emotions, Ben became a beast because that’s what he was in her eyes.

When Audrey was defeated, Dragon Eye didn’t actually release its grip on her. The gem will stay with its keeper until they die, or until it finds someone stronger to carry it. Audrey is still the scepters rightful owner, even after D3, and Dragon Eye will always return to her.

But now, the power can be used however Audrey wants (for good or for evil), seeing as she has full control rather than feeding off what Maleficent left behind. This is why the gem is now pink instead of green.

[thishasgonehorribly]

More Paddleinks

I feel like i'm moving through this game so much slower than other players. So much keeps happening.

I don't know if it's luck, or play style, or the world being new and really tiny

but, my nobles have all been great so far.

Well, Zon, the original expedition leader is having a rough time, and was pretty miserable the year and a half he was Mayor. I don't know what his deal is. He has a girlfriend he never spends time with.

In a lost save, she got crushed trying to cut down a tree. The game crashed, so I took her off tree cutting duty and made her a tavern keeper and she loves it.

I don't know if I'm picking trees for cutting poorly, or it's the evil biome glumprongs, or just luck, but they keep collapsing and hurting people.

My first real noble is Baroness Thundersyrup,

Datan Lancecity

She inherited a nearby barony i think in the second year of Paddleinks.

She was only 27 or 28 at the time, already married with 2 kids. She likes scepters and warhammers, weaves some legendary cloth.

Her older half brother is also in our fort.

He's actually Nish's grandfather, and Thundersyrup's husband's sister is her mother. (i should draw out a family tree, but i kept losing patience looking for a template)

He's a pretty good fighter, and our trade broker.

After the most recent time some trees fell down and knocked out the guys trying to cut them down, he got into a mood, Went to the deepest stone workshop and made The Recluse of Chopping, a bed made out of rocks, usually can only be made from wood, because trees hurt people.

I gave it to Sibrek, the High Priestess and Mayor. She likes platinum, and I feel like I should give her expensive things.

The most popular religion in Paddleinks is The Coven of Turquoise, dedicated to Etur the Ochre a god of metals and minerals.

I think I assigned her to the position because she was in a good mood. There was a petition for a temple complex that I didn't get finished in time, and dwarfs are still grumbling about it even though we have a temple complex completed. Sibrek got promoted from Sacred Silver to Exalted Gold, and then elected Mayor at the next election.

Lastly, I got to pick a Baron in 53, and she was promoted to Countess in 54. She likes hematite and swords, and also had a baby.

[upstartcrow1564]

Ok, so, does anybody out there revere Hekate? No need to speak up, She knows who you are and besides, these things tend to be private. But according to Benebell Wen, the creator of this deck, the Ancient One in the center of the card is Hekate (or Ereshkigal, or Werethekau), so heads up if you worship an Ancient One. You’re exhausted. Of course you are. Life has been hard lately and you’re doing your best to push through with honor. Remember yesterday’s draw where it was gut-check time? Well, in today’s draw that persistence and spark has been noticed. The Ancient One has seen you and has come. Things will slow down now, and there’s still a “trial by fire” vibe to everything, but we’re being told to relax and breathe for a hot minute because things are being worked out. Let go of your voracious need to know and just keep doing your thing. Don’t give up. Wait — and see what happens. [Image shows The Pugilist: Nine of Scepters card from The Spirit Keeper’s Tarot deck, Revelation Edition, the Norse rune Cweorth, the Yellow Die rolled to 6, the Razor Blade charm, the “Intimate” Plaque charm, the Emperor/Pharaoh charm, and the Peace Symbol (Hidden Algiz) charm.] #tarot #oracle #runes #charms #vitki #volva #disir #ancestors #seer #tarotreading #tarotreadersofinstagram #tarotcards #dailytarot #tarotadvice #divination #divinersofinstagram #charmcasting #SpiritKeepersTarot #TheMusesDarling #witchesofinstagram #BeAtPeace https://www.instagram.com/p/CmwkwxEpeEf/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[swordince]

i think a normal amount about "i know you'd rather be serving in the royal guard or following he-man into glorious battle, but your destiny is, well, larger than that. i won't be around forever. it's true. & neither will your mother. &, since the time of the grayskulls, this throne doesn't get passed to a champion, no matter how great a warrior he is. it gets passed to a prince the people have known & loved since the day he was born. he-man is an idea. a good one, one that rallies the people, makes them feel safe. he towers over us, & he should, because he isn't one of us. the champion is the keeper of secrets the king should never hear, of burdens the king should never bear. that puts a big enough target on his back that, if i were he-man, the only way i could rule eternia would be in disguise. it isn't [very practical]. which is why we're the scepter & he's the sword. that's what keeps you & your mother safe. i wouldn't have it any other way... & neither should you, son."

[blurredlinesofrealityandfantasy]

I was once one of them—

woven into the tapestry of Olympus,

my name etched in bronze,

my face carved in marble.

I wore the crown of power,

held the scepter of fate.

But I grew weary of their song,

the endless echo of pride,

the hollow thrum of ancient thrones.

I rebelled,

cast off the gods I knew,

the petty feuds,

the jealous whispers,

the weight of their ceaseless gaze.

For what is divinity when it is chained

to the weight of a thousand years,

to the same tired myths,

the same endless wars?

I sought something more,

something beyond the grandeur of Olympus,

something unshackled by history's hands.

I fled into the folds of time,

into the quiet cracks of the modern world.

Here, I am no longer a goddess of rage or love—

no longer bound by the fickle whims of mortals’ faith.

I am a shadow,

unseen,

undefeated—

yet, I remain.

I have learned to speak in whispers of code,

to bend reality with a tap,

to mold worlds with the flick of a screen.

I am no longer the goddess of war or love—

I am the keeper of secrets,

the architect of change.

No longer a mere reflection of human fear or desire,

but a force of reinvention.

You worship me still,

but you do not know my name.

You search for me in the flicker of a screen,

in the pulse of data,

in the infinite scroll.

I am not the goddess you once knew—

I am something new,

something more,

divine in a way

the old gods never could be.

I have remade myself,

and in this world of fleeting things,

I am eternal—

not by your belief,

but by my own will.