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The Timekeeper and Miirik; Jormungandr; The Hungry Aesir; Squishy; Granny and Squishy; Granny, the Weaver; The Bellfounder; Anodo; Wolf Lord; Manatee Lord
TW sad backstories and a few nasty people, but also some nice ones!
Ancient beings! The Timekeeper, alias (or even humansona if you will...) Benjamin, and his dependant and companion Miirik the cursed backward aging bronze dragon, who he has to intensely age every day with his time patterns to keep her from regressing into nothingness. The Timekeeper is an Aesir, an elder god of concept and supreme power over a domain. Nevertheless, for a time he did not understand what he was, having lost all memory of his origins and knowing only his innate inhumaness and power. Over the course of this time his cold heartedness softened- somewhat. He was only recently freed from the enchantment that bound him to serve the Labyrinth. He was thrown from the War of the Heavens into near-Nexus orbit in Limbo, and when Operation Angler tried to study him from afar to see if they could use him, he used the opening into their world to force them to permit him entry by his own terms via an infinite time loop until they mostly lost their minds and relented. He then separated the Nexus from the rest of reality, not appreciating a world that existed to muddy the boundaries between existence. This was catastrophic, cutting off all other realms from dreaming and desynchronizing time across all of existence, as dreams were all that held the worlds of Limbo together. Weakened by the exertion, the Timekeeper was bound by the enslaved Weaver, and lost his memory serving the Labyrinth empire against the incursion of the Muffle. He only recently was helped to rediscover his past, and he doesn't like the man or god he used to be. He was freed very recently, and plans to undo the barrier diving the Nexus from the rest of reality, but is paranoid about what might happen to him when he is once again weakened. The Timekeeper looks at worlds much like naturalists look at nature; they are to be preserved and not interfered with; their occupants are like beasts in his eyes, and their individual suffering matters not. Or at least, that's how he used to think. He's conflicted now. Blame Miirik. he never meant to get attached to her.
(Trigger warning for very bad nasty creature in this paragraph). Jormungandr, Aesir of consumption and domination, rumored to have once been "only" the god of consumption in its former identity of Bleirick-plus-some-unprounceable-syllables. Blerick probably did not actually consume an Aesir of domination, as the elder gods are indestructable. It is hard to say, however, as they can be bound or morphed in moments of relative weakness or instability. Who knows, maybe the nameless conquest god dominated the consumption god, or more likely, some detestable combination of all of the above. In any case, it fell from the War of the Heavens, toyed with the water layer of the Material Plane for untold years, was opposed by the Bellfounder and the Beastlords, and split under duress into Jormungandr and the Lady of Frost and Flowers, godess of usurpation. Jormungandr takes the form of a lupine serpent covered in eyes with a head split into four jaws, each a separate cyclopean wolf face. In this form it is so large that its jaws stretch miles wide even when closed, yet its eyesight is so powerful it can see everything around it in minute detail- the better to domineer over its subjects in its dark and icy abode. Those who do not obey are imprisoned in its eyes for eternity, for nothing dies in its domain without its permission. The Bellfounder keeps it in check through Cold War-esque tactics and psychological manipulation.
Squishy (technically Dr. Squishy with a degree in economics because he felt like it) is the wordless (by choice rather than muteness) companion of Granny, the Weaver, Aesir of connections and fate. He is a giant patchwork quilted panther who can unspool thread appendages to manipulate objects, but seldom does, being a mischevious creature who prefers to startle others with the seldom used tricks up his sleeves. Granny created him to be her companion in the Nexus, but lets him do as he pleases. He pleases to be her companion. The last two are sketches of two of Marinos' Beast Lords, ancient animal spirits who guard the natural order.
Granny (aka the Weaver) is Aesir of connection and fate, on uneasy but peaceful terms with the Timekeeper and best buds with the Bellfounder. She is kind, mildly maniacle, wise, silly, and sorrowful, having lost a lot and spent a lot of time magically imprisoned before having recently been freed after the events of Marinos 1. She was unwillingly responsible for the binding on the Timekeeper, having been in a bind herself, enslaved to Operation Angler by her own power turned against her by her own design according to a twisted bargain of desperation to gain entry into Marinos from the eternal nothingness of Limbo in which she was trapped, destabilized, after falling from the War of the Heavens. She was only recently freed. Granny considers all sapient beings equals.
Arxanica was a conjuration focused arch wizard and blue dragoness responsible, along with magalomaniac sadist archwizard enchanter Wilerian Norchester from Earth, the Minotaur King Norbello of the Labyrinth (an abjuration superspecialist), and the naturally formless shapechanger transmutater now known as Twisting, among others, for Operation Angler. Angler was a secret government program aiming to study and control the fabric of reality separating worlds, fetching lost creatures, bits, and artifacts from Limbo and studying, freeing, or enslaving them as they saw fit for the dubious benefit of the Empire. Among these salavaged creatures were Kaleidoscope the Prismatic Dragon, the last heir of the legacy of the world known as the Great Geode heart of dragonkind destroyed by the Aesir the Emerger. She is the queen of the Vashan skies and lives to this day as Marinos' oldest, largest (by length), and most powerful great wyrm. Angler also introduced flumphs to Marinos (Wilerian's apprentice was one), and magically bound both Granny and the Timekeeper in moments of weakness, but not without suffering the Timekeeper's vengeance first. Arxanica escaped his time loop with a Bloodsong Wish, sacrificing dragonhood. Blindly she refused to accept this immuteable and irreversible loss and definite as the Aesir themselves, and sought paths to become what she had once been that ultimately destroyed her.
The Bellfounder is a benificent schemer, Aesir of communication, sound, waves, and vibrations, and patron of dragons, though this is by choice and association and not by innate power, other than that she resonates with their Bloodsong. She is the creator of song dragons. Until Granny and the Timekeeper were released, she was all that stood between the world and the desolations of Bleirick, the Emerger, and Elthwynae the Maddening Flame. The Emerger destroyed the Great Geode, where she'd fallen to from the War of the Heavens (along with it, apparently), but she managed to bring many refugee dragons and herself into Marinos, directing the force of nature that was the Aesir the Emerger somewhere it could cause wanton unexpected destruction without annihilating populations of millions. After warring against it with the help of the recalcitrant but ultimately desperate Beast Lords, she sealed Elthwynae in a moon of Gemwater, which unfortunately was the celestial body later magical researchers tied their lycanthropic experiements to, creating the were plague by accident. Bleirick she has never defeated, but through Cold War style threats and intense eon spanning master psychological manipulation, she has weakened it somewhat and keeps it in check. She is on good terms with a few dragons and many Beast Lords, but otherwise is fairly secretive, always scheming and in the know about almost everything imagineable, no matter how secret. The Bellfounder does not consider non-Aesir to be equals, but does find them interesting and worth protecting and helping on the down low.
Anodo is the head of Bastion Monistery, and the Reflection of the dictator of the place that's basically draconic North Korea with enforcers riding true dragons. Anodo can do nothing of his normal Reflection jobs as the dictator warded every mirror in the country. So, he helps people in the monastery, embracing the fact that he can't reincarnate until his sinisterly unaging counterpart perishes. He once survived an assasination attempt because his heart is on the wrong side of his body.
Two Beast Lords!
Beginning of my leechlings. They've been around, but I really hope they'll flourish here.
What would you do if you looked over and saw this?
The return of leechlings... I've got so much art of them. I'll start a bi'daily post schedule for em...
This lill' guy has a keychain after em.
They aren't the smartest...
.... still pays off tho.
Yes. It is looking at you.
Sometimes they get caught in trash...
.... other times they eat it, then look like this.
This is a design of a leechling that was raised in inhumane conditions where only trash and eels were food. Credit to my friend for this consept of a leechling design.
You see children, this is what happens to bad wyrmlings who misbehave
Ah yes, Watch me crawl out from under the bush and post -only to disappear in a poof of smoke while you’re confused as you can’t recall your name.
Anyway, MORE BABY DRAGONS!!!!! (Yes this is a continuation of the black baby dragon post thing.)
I love them all very dearly. They were all part of the ‘curse’ thingy, but I have more development on some rather than others.
Blue dragon; was a human wanderer in the desert with no particular affiliation. They liked drawing what they came across, but particularly things that could fly. Out of all the baby dragons, they were the first to get on the wing, and is the most confident flyer out of all of them. They were taken in by a clan of blue dragons, and were forced to adapt to life with a lot of annoying siblings, but they’d easily give their life to protect them.
Green dragon; I don’t have much on this one, just know that a pair of green dragons saved them from a bad situation and took them in. The baby green dragon desires dangerous adventures above all else, which doesn’t fit well with the fact that green dragons are the most protective over their young.
Red dragon; no clue. But I’m pretty sure they’re the ones that were the catalyst for the ‘curse’ and something else about dying in a battle. Idk. They’re very cute tho.
Brass dragon; a human from a small town in a desert. He kept to himself and spent most of his time in the small library provided. He didn’t like to socialise unless someone was equally into academic studies wanted to discuss something with him (read ; autistic. Yes, I am projecting my autism onto this character, because brass dragons remind me of a lot of the traits). When he turned into a dragon he couldn’t return to his town, but luckily found another brass dragon in their abode. This baby dragon is the smartest of the group, and the most curious about how this curse came to be.
White dragon; where as the others were pretty lucky to find the support they needed in the form of older dragons, this baby white dragon was an elf slave who was almost killed by a white dragon. The slaves were being transported when a white dragon attacked the vehicles while they were on a cliff, both slavers and slaves were killed but the curse took hold as the elf slave fell of the edge. Even as the adult white dragon saw a small white dragon, they were still intent on hunting and killing it. The baby dragon barely got away alive, and she decided the best course of action was to warn the nearest town about the impending dragon attack.
The designs were my interpretation of the dragon species, I’m very well aware they don’t look like the canon traits. This is both for cuteness and just what I would want to draw.