Terraria Arms Dealer - Tumblr Posts
The arms dealer! Part of my side sires of drawing the Terraria npcs. The arms dealer is really cool tho. I’m probably guna draw the nurse next, because arms dealer likes her lol.
someday I'll draw something other than them🤨🤨🤨🤨
I was drawing it at an angle, so it wasn't until I finished that I saw how crooked:(
What a cuties ;)
еееее
happy Halloween!!! <33
WHY IS HE SO CUTE
try to draw my arms dealer Jamal & my friend called him dark cloud hair lol
I'm obsessed with your drawings btw
Happy Valentine's Day (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤
Yaaayyyy
Long time no see arms dealer
Just a bit more arms dealer, alright?
Pixel art is kinda fun
Epic
He's so dramatic on this pic
JUST LOOK AT HIM
Darling
(second picture with filters)
Lanterns | Terraria Reader Insert
A/N: Yes, I made an actual fan fiction for Terraria. After five years of not playing, I have returned to realize that the NPCs actually have a personality! Being entertained by my interactions with them, I decided to write this.
A lot of this is referenced to the in-game quotes and events by the NPCs, in addition to my frustration of world exploring. Enjoy!
Word Count: 1980
Summary: You returned to town to find a party being thrown for you. This time, they had a different idea for a celebration.
Reader: Second-person. Gender-neutral pronouns are used if any.
Characters: Zach the Guide | Fantasia the Party Girl | Chryseis the Dryad | Dante the Arms Dealer | Caitlin the Nurse
Pairings: All are platonic.
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“Huyah!” You yelled. Your sword slashed through the carnivorous Wyverns. Their twists and persistence gave you the fury to strike them down. Souls of Flight fell from their innards, topping off the final ingredient needed to make frozen wings. They make a much better alternative to your current fledgling wings.
You also wondered how Zach the guide managed to know the recipe for making wings. You would never know; maybe he was an adventurer himself once before.
The magic mirror lit up at your reflection. Then your eyes opened to the familiar comfort of your home. The warmth from your fireplace made the frostbite on your fingers less painful. At your arrival, Zach stood up from the sofa in surprise, the book dropping from his hold.
“Oh! It’s you, (Name)!” He held his chest. “I thought you were one of those Goblin sorcerers. ...Did you get the Souls?”
After plucking out some harpy feathers from your armor, you opened your backpack and took out a glass bottle containing the essence. “Yeah, I did. Thanks for the recipe, Zach. I can reach the sky islands easier now. Those Wyverns are hell to deal with though. If it weren’t for the shield from who was it, Romeo, I wouldn’t make it….”
“As expected,” he laughed. “And it’s no big deal. I’m always happy to lend a hand to our town hero. Speaking of which,” Zach took the bottle, placed it on the table, and grabbed your hand, “come, (Name). Fantasia’s excited to be throwing a party after you protected us from the Pirates. Who knew they’d be interested in a small town like ours?”
“Eh? Another one?” Your brows furrowed. “Zach, I’m thankful, but I’m just doing my deeds. You guys shouldn’t even be surprised to have invasions anyway. It’s not like it’s something new.”
“All hard work deserves something. Don’t feel bad for us; the majority of us do nothing but sell and buy.”
Huh.
“I guess you make a good point—.”
“Hey (Name)!” People leaped from behind the bushes. They were your fellow townspeople, and you realized that Zach took you to the park for the celebration, instead of the usual town hall. “The park? Is there some construction on the hall that I didn’t know about?” Your shoulders slumped. “Don’t tell me another attack happened while I was away.”
Fantasia waved her hands. “No no, of course not! Instead,” her lips formed a grin, “we just have this cool idea for an activity. And tonight has some perfect weather for it: mild wind, a clear sky—.”
“We decided to do this activity for each time you defend us from a new enemy.” Chryseis smiled, placing a moonglow flower crown on your head.
“And what would that be?”
“Thought you’d never ask!” Fantasia raised her left hand up high. “Light it up, everyone!” Behind the party girl, you watched in awe as something began glowing in each towns-person's hands.
“Ahh.” You realized: those were lanterns, being released into the night sky.
Their small flames mimicked the stars, making them all the more beautiful.
Zach chuckled; he admired the lanterns twinkling in your eyes.
Waking to your side, the merchant brushed his beard. “These lanterns are made of silk, produced by the fine webs of spiders. It’s not easy to retrieve, but the Oten’s explosives scared them all off.”
“Don’t think you can leave me out, old man,” Dante huffed. “If it weren’t for my bullets, those spiders wouldn’t know when to stop. Oten here keeps missing his aim.”
“Oi—!”
“Dante!”
“Fine, fine. I’ll quit it.” The man lifted your hand to his lips and placed a kiss. “Only for you—.”
You pulled away. “Sorry, I’m actually saving myself for someone with more compassion than that,” you playfully wafted your hand, leaving the arms dealer in embarrassment. Everyone laughed at the sight.
Then, a glass of blueberry juice reached your hand. “Ahh, I’m glad to have you here with us, (Name),” Caitlin spoke up. “Not only have you provided us a home, but you’re also a cool person! Better ask me to treat when you can.”
“Let me guess: in return for coins?” You sipped the juice.
The nurse was so quick to answer, “Yeah— hey!” She lightly shoved your arm. “I’ll lower the costs for you, o-of course!”
“Haha, appreciated it, Cait.”
As you strolled away, a sudden, blue cloud poofed out of nowhere. A man of a white beard and purple appeared. “Hello, beloved hero!” Merlyn exclaimed.
“What’s with the formality?”
“Now now, have you really not heard of my saying: ‘great magic comes with great respect’?” Another cast of blue revealed a crystal ball in his hands. You tilted your head. “You sure? I don’t remember you saying such thing last after-party.”
The man hushed you, “Sh, sh! It’s essential I follow the advice of my magic crystal. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have spoke in such a way. I mean, its tellings don’t come often after all!”
“Merlyn, I really do think the crystal tells you the future, not actual advice on what you—.”
“Shh!”
With a gentle touch, Merlyn rubbed the object. Then, he held it out, closing his eyes and chanting a string of words, until he removed his hand. “Aha! Your future seems bright— other than a dead goldfish— but still! I give you this magic crystal, beloved, young hero, (Name), in hopes that you will use this in a time of doubt.”
“Wait what?” You held the crystal with great care. “Merlyn, I’m not sure—.”
“Whoops, too late! I must walk my hat! Perhaps, an enchanting cup of hot chocolate may entertain you instead.”
Just like that, the glass in your hand transformed into a hot mug. You realized you lost sight of the wizard. You glanced around in vain. “Huh, he actually dipped on me,” you muttered. You stared down at the crystal ball and sighed. “Fine.”
“How are you feeling, (Name)?” You jumped, making Chryseis laugh. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“You’re good. In all truthfulness, at least you’re not Dante.” The dryad rolled her eyes at the name. “I must agree. To this day, that man still can’t tell I’m five hundred years old.” A look of shock caught your face. “I’m sorry, what?”
“What?”
“I actually didn’t know you’re five hundred years old….”
“Isn’t it obvious?”
“It isn’t! You look incredibly young!”
“I know you mean it as a compliment.” Chryseis rubbed her arm. “I just don’t think it helps in the case of Dante,” she chuckled. “But enough of that, the corruption has been decreasing thanks to you.”
“Well, some of the thanks should also be given to Hope. Even though it was pricey, the cleminator was helpful.” You crossed your arms. “Oh, the steampunker?” You blinked. “Yeah, is there something about her?”
“Not necessarily.” Chryseis shook her head. “I heard she dislikes me, but for what reason, I’m not sure. Anyway, let me see….” The dryad connected her hands and closed her eyes. A gust of wind blew by as she hummed a short tune to herself. “Terraria has less than five percent of corruption! Each day, nature is more at ease.”
“Terraria?”
“Oh.” The dryad’s eyes widened. “Sorry, that was a slip of my tongue. I meant (World Name).”
“Well, I’m glad to hear my work paid off, and that my gold isn’t for nothing.” Your hand lightly touched the flower crown on your hair. “And thanks for the crown again, Chryseis.” She smiled. “Of course.”
“Ay, (Name)!”
A different voice yelled out, one that made the dryad frown. “Oh no, I must leave now, (Name). Do take care!”
“W-wait, you can’t just leave—!”
Dante took your arm, turning you to face him. “Now where’d you think you’re going, sweetheart? The party’s just started.” You grimaced at the nickname. “Don’t you have Caitlin to flirt with?”
“I didn’t know you’re so interested in who I’m with.” He smirked.
“More of ‘I wish you wouldn’t talk to me now,’ to be honest.”
“Ouch, not even a bullet hurts that bad.” Dante ran a hand through his hair. “C’mon, I just need a moment.”
You glanced around for a lone person to speak with, but alas, everyone was busy with their own celebratory agenda. “What would it be now: more firearm dealing, a dinner date?” You waved off. “Forget it, I’m happy with my current weapon and treasure hunting.”
“Hey hey!” The dealer stopped you. “It’s… I just want to give you something as a gift, all right?”
“…Huh?”
Dante scoffed, “Why do you sound so confused? I’m not that hard-hearted. Here.” The man shoved a long cardboard box to you. You slowly opened it, revealing the star cannon. “You….”
He rubbed his nape. “Look, I was supposed to give you it three parties ago— y’know, the one after you killed that giant plant— but I never found you. You were always gone for some reason, but I guess you got other stuff to do, so….” He paused for a moment. “So… you like it?”
You stared at the gift, thinking and admiring the fact that Dante even poured effort to forge it. The silence you gave was unbearable for the man, however.
“Hey, don’t leave me hangin’, (Name). I even asked Oten to explode the meteorite for it, but apparently, his explosives don’t even work on it. You’d have to find stars for ammo though. I would’ve gotten some if it weren’t for the fact that the stars I’ve seen killed some—.”
“I love it.”
The sudden remark made Dante flustered.
“Thanks, Dante. I have to admit: I didn’t expect this.”
He coughed. “Yeah yeah, I only did it because you earned it—.”
“(Name)!”
Your eyes flickered to your friend walking over to you two. “Zach?” You smiled at his appearance.
Dante, on the other hand, “tch’d,” looking away with bitterness in his mouth. “Hey, glad to have found you. The wind’s drifting the lanterns to the west. I thought we could go over to the pond and read the messages on there.”
“You guys put messages on there?” You looked to Dante, who pursed his lips and nodded.
“Come on!” You put the star cannon back into the box, carefully handling it. “Okay okay. I gotta go, so thanks again, Dante.” You smiled.
You and Zach hurried over to the edge of the pond. The lights reflected onto the water. You watched the wind lead some of the lanterns within arm’s reach. After some time, your hand raised up high and caught onto one.
“This one’s from Konah,” Zach observed.
“‘Strong energy flows through you, in which your presence keeps my soul at peace.’”
Zach pulled in another lantern. “Oh, this is from Reishi!”
You laughed at this one. “‘I’m glad you didn’t try to eat me.’”
“Unfortunately, he’s got Alfed to worry about. That guy’s always trying to take a bit out of him,” Zach sighed. You thought aloud, “What’s up with truffles?”
“Not sure, I just heard it can mess your head up, which sounds more uncomfortable than tasty,” your friend replied.
The two of you looked up at more lanterns in silence, many of which were floating far away. Something ran through your mind when you caught sight of the actual stars in the sky. “…Hey Zach?”
The guide hummed, signaling you to continue. “Every day, I wonder why I’m here. To be honest, it feels exhausting to get rid of the enemies and corruption. In fact, I wonder if I have a different purpose than that. But… after spending time to meet and talk with you guys, I feel less lonely.” Zach turned away from the lanterns to face you.
“I’m glad to have you guys here. I’m glad that my purpose is to help protect you guys if anything. And…,” you paused, “I wish it will stay that way forever.”
Its the arms dealer. hes got a minishark. yes one of the stars is the shape of a fox