Daruk - Tumblr Posts
Legend Of Zelda: Breath Of The Wild DND
Link: fairly obvious, fighter. I could also see ranger, but he has the solder background so…
Zelda: sorcerer, but after she loses her powers I see her as a wizard or rouge
Mipha: cleric for sure, probably a more water style tempest, life, or light. She can use a trident because of a racial trait or something.
Revali: umm… fighter I guess?? I don’t know we what else would work. Plus it adds to his and Link’s rivallry (revalink go brr)
Daruk: I’m gonna go with barbarian, cause he just gives those vibes. He reminds me of Karlach in Baldur Gate 3.
Urbosa: I could see barbarian, but I’m gonna go with a pact of the blade warlock. A strength based warlock. Cause of the seven warriors that the gerudo worship. She has no bad stats. Just a fact.
Rhoam: he’s a paladin. (He’s a evil paladin, abusive bastard)
Ganon: warlock cause of demise
yes i'm still thinking about the botw champions in 2024
HIII EVERY1 ITS MY BIRTHDAY LOOK AT THE AMAZING ART MY GF MADE 4 ME HES SO TALENTED
THIS WILL NOW B MY PFP 4EVER
So... I may have gotten distracted by this post and written a lil fanfic with this as the inspiration... Oopsie!!
For The Best
Champions & Revali with minor Revali/Link, 1.6k, Rated G
Summary: Urbosa is fed up with Revali's incessant boasting and can't help but push his buttons.
Read on AO3!!
its probably for the best that humans dont have wings. imagine trying to act nonplussed and your shirt starts lifting off of your back because your stupid bird brain is telling you its time to threat display or get away
If Mipha had the chance to finish her sentence.
NO GANON, NO DEATH. HAPPY ENDING. yesyes.
Op this is haunting
What if you could find the Divine Beasts in the Depths?
You’re in this dark, alien environment, strange noises echoing around you, the inescapable anxiety your only companion. Squinting in the distance, you see a frighteningly familiar shade of blue flicker, faint in the distance.
Cautiously moving forward, you begin to realise the blue belongs to something much, much larger than a possible guardian. Eventually, an ancient behemoth looms overhead, still, silent, and empty, both at rest and unnervingly calm. A strange, restless melancholy replaces the sense of creeping dread, no less uneasy than before.
Entering the resting stone, in the corner of your eyes, you see movement flicker. At first you think a spirit, perhaps the Champions still linger… but deep down you know they’ve passed on… right?
Echoing footsteps fill the silence as you press on, avoiding gloom where there had once been malice, a desecration of a sacred resting place. You see the flicker again, turn on your foot and see for a split second, a beloved friend, an uneasy rival, a stalwart protector, a steadfast leader, an ally, a painful reminder of your worst failure. Even now, years later, it stings.
You try to get their attention, but there is no response. Instead, you watch. And realise. And mourn again. There are no spirits here. Not in the vast, decaying depths, not in the final resting places of a final hope.
These are echoes of the ones you knew. You can see them in the corner of your eyes sometimes, going about preparations for that ill-fated battle. It’s eerie, made no better by the Grand Poes gently swaying, their locations random but making uncomfortable sense.
Sometimes, on unlucky days, it is not preparations that these echoes go through. Pain torn screams faintly heard as their final moments are played out, a play on an eerie stage.
Vah Medoh groans in the dark, as the image of her pilot slams limply on her back, wing torn, and struggles to get up, defiance in his glare even now.
Vah Ruta cries a warning, as her pilot slumps over the controls, never seeing her killer, her last thought to warn the others.
Vah Rudania braces herself, as the echo of her pilot does the same, but the shield shatters, a flash of phantom heat coating the area, followed by darkness.
Vah Nabooris strides steady, until her pilot, fatigued from a relentless assualt, makes one fatal misstep in her final dance, lightning crackling in the air.
The stone beasts are restless, aware of the new threat, and unable to let go of the last pilots they’ll ever have, desperately trying to fight once more. But instead, they lay still, silent, a monument to their pilots lost to time.
What if you could find the Divine Beasts in the Depths?
I spent so long making this and it was worth it. It needed to me done.
https://youtu.be/rs-mvdPAQek
Made a Drop it meme of my favorite game!
Honestly all the champions and Zelda are so hot like I want to marry them all.
Taking botw champions fanfic request
Write what you would like me to write in the comments. I'm gonna try to write it.
how about…….
a zora dragon (preferably Sidon, or maybe dorephan)? that’d be cool i think
Why have one or two champions when you can have all four!!
Linktober day 23: champions
I’ve wanted to redraw this iconic photo for a while now!! i wish there was more canon content of the champions just being like. dysfunctional friends together lol that was my fav part of the botw dlcs and aoc
Breath of the Wild Travel Posters made by Stephology
Survivor’s guilt.
Breath of the Wild Champions by UG
Heroes Crossing: New Adventures
