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more fighting, how terrible! yadda yadda....
Oh no, a krogue has been spotted in the village. But don't worry, things should remain under control as long as nobody does something silly such as liking or reblogging this post.
To anyone seeing this post, make sure to inform all of your friends not to like or reblog, or terrible things may happen to this poor village.
Lady is now picking off the last few stragglers, the battle is almost at an end.
Oh no, a krogue has been spotted in the village. But don't worry, things should remain under control as long as nobody does something silly such as liking or reblogging this post.
To anyone seeing this post, make sure to inform all of your friends not to like or reblog, or terrible things may happen to this poor village.
After a hard-fought battle and a village saved, lady decides to take a well-deserved nap.
Oh no, a krogue has been spotted in the village. But don't worry, things should remain under control as long as nobody does something silly such as liking or reblogging this post.
To anyone seeing this post, make sure to inform all of your friends not to like or reblog, or terrible things may happen to this poor village.
...huh?...What`s their problem?
Well, anyway...follow irredeemable on Gamejolt or whatever...i spent way too much time and effort on this...
Oh no, a krogue has been spotted in the village. But don't worry, things should remain under control as long as nobody does something silly such as liking or reblogging this post.
To anyone seeing this post, make sure to inform all of your friends not to like or reblog, or terrible things may happen to this poor village.
Small notable details, Korugues' sexes can be identified by the position of the ears (upward for males, downward for females) and a larger chest area on females called a maternal pooch. Sexes are purely vestigial as korugues had long developed other methods of reproduction and diversification. Trans and non-binary individuals are common but are not treated all that differently as most korugues tribes have very loose gender roles. Distinguishing traits such as sex, gender, and race eventually faded away as krogues reached the point where they were able to pursue guided evolution and discard any attribute that did not fit their species' goal of complete unity. The loss of those traits is considered to be the separating point between the korugues tribes and their distant descendent, the Uri collective.
Korugues are the main enemy types encountered during the game. They are an assortment of races and cultures from all over the flamebearer empire, united by a common hatred of their oppressors.
From left to right: Hills, river, forest, sea, plains, frost One aspect of the story that I`m pretty invested in is the contrast between how kind and motherly Jupe behaves toward her family, especially her children, and how little she respects and values anyone else. I expect that this will make her a lot more unlikeable than the usual protagonist, but i think that creates a lot of interesting opportunities for the story.
Thinking abt. Thinking about catlike goblins
So an idea spaning off my Turning Green AU. You know how in some spider man series, the green goblin is a physical transformation, like Norman or whomever turns into a green skinned and big monster? What about, instead of an intimidating monster goblin, Norman turns into a fantasy Goblin? A.K.A, the size of a cat, huge ears, yellow serpent eyes, pointy nose, little needle claws and fangs, and a little tail to top it off. He'd probably be extremely pissed off at the transformation which was ment to give him amazing powers, but instead made him look like an imp with little to no strength, and how would he respond to this emotionally? Why, act like a rabid cat and claw the living daylight out of people of course!
Concept: a D&D-style fantasy setting where humanity’s weird thing is that we’re the only sapient species that reproduces organically.
Dwarves carve each other out of rock. In theory this can be managed alone, but in practice, few dwarves have mastered all of the necessary skills. Most commonly, it’s a collaborative effort by three to eight individuals. The new dwarf’s body is covered with runes that are in part a recounting of the crafters’ respective lineages, and in part an elaboration of the rights and duties of a member of dwarven society; each dwarf is thus a living legal argument establishing their own existence.
Elves aren’t made, but educated. An elf who wishes to produce offspring selects an ordinary animal and begins teaching it, starting with house-breaking, and progressing through years of increasingly sophisticated lessons. By gradual degrees the animal in question develops reasoning, speech, tool use, and finally the ability to assume a humanoid form at will. Most elves are derived from terrestrial mammals, but there’s at least one community that favours octopuses and squid as its root stock.
Goblins were created by alchemy as servants for an evil wizard, but immediately stole their own formula and rebelled. New goblins are brewed in big brass cauldrons full of exotic reagents; each village keeps a single cauldron in a central location, and emerging goblings are raised by the whole community, with no concept of parentage or lineage. Sometimes they like to add stuff to the goblin soup just to see what happens – there are a lot of weird goblins.
Halflings reproduce via tall tales. Making up fanciful stories about the adventures of fictitious cousins is halfling culture’s main amusement; if a given individual’s story is passed around and elaborated upon by enough people, a halfling answering to that individual’s description just shows up one day. They won’t necessarily possess any truly outlandish abilities that have been attributed to them – mostly you get the sort of person of whom the stories could be plausible exaggerations.
To address the obvious question, yes, this means that dwarves have no cultural notion of childhood, at least not one that humans would recognise as such. Elves and goblins do, though it’s kind of a weird childhood in the case of elves, while with halflings it’s a toss-up; mostly they instantiate as the equivalent of a human 12–14-year-old, and are promptly adopted by a loose affiliation of self-appointed aunts and uncles, though there are outliers in either direction.
>the goblin leaps to attack!
>the goblin misses!
>the goblin has scraped his little knee!
>oh, his little knee!
>oh, his little knee!
The goblin choir is performing tonight 🎶
Posting this in main blog area thingy too because this is the begining, THE RETURN OF THE GOBLIN KING TO HER RIGHTFUL THRONE, this time she brought a Queen with her as well~ (might as well face it, the queen is the one actually keeping stuff in order)
my first goblin experience was getting those lil plastic treasure chests at the dentist to put ur baby teeth in and instead putting any small shiny in there and carrying it around and occasioanlky peeking in and chuckling to myself
these shits
peak goblin culture
leave your laundry on the floor for them
Boar Chariot!!