|HOME OF THE DJINN.|
Indeed, this omniscient being and myself have struck a deal - an answer to a most pressing question, in return for Favouriting a deviation of mine.
Go have a look - second waterpipe to the left, can't miss it.
|'Blood of Asterion', a heroic tale set in the distant past of the Forgotten Realms, has kicked off and is waiting to be read in its own subgallery: battlefairies.deviantart.com/g…. |
Live the tale of duty, of love and loss, through the eyes of an exceptional heroine with an unusual mission that takes her to the mountainous northern reaches of Faerûn during the golden age of ancient Netheril.
Start reading: fav.me/d5r1ogp
(Mature content - violence and sexual themes)
Song of RashemenGazing out before me
I see her majestic beauty
The heavens spill down upon her
But they cannot compare
Young as I am
So is she
Warmth spreads all around
Melts the snow
Lets the green grow
I run after her
She is the Maiden
I am the Hunter
The days get warmer
The days get longer
She stops when I call
Beckons me forth
She holds my life in her hand
What can I do but obey?
As we age
Summer is high
She's thick with child
My strength wanes
The days grow shorter
She is the Mother
I am the Father
Wrinkled and old
Together we go
To the last place
Leaves turn brown
We lay down
Still my life in her hand
My heartbeat slows
The darkness grows
Her hand slips into mine
We share one last smile
Our child born
She is the Old One
I merely die
My Goddess, my home
My witch, my mother
From her womb did I come
To her arms do I go
Triune Goddess, hear my plea
As you will, so shall it be
Let me rest in Rashemen's glade
Not under some foreigner's shade
Grant to me a home at last
As I leave the one where my body
The Brazen SongThere once was a band both brazen and boldThe Brazen Song by Sushi-Troll
Seeking the dangers but rarely the gold
Surviving on little but sheer, dumb luck
From beholders and goblins to just getting stuck
In mud, snow and sand, and the darkness below
From dried-up deserts to where mushrooms grow
They made their friends and went on their way
Parting with smiles, never to stay
Long is their road, still they move on
Even after the world is gone
From the Little Folk's home, a long time no see
The halfling named Thoven left to be free
From bad luck to good, he struck indeed gold
When the dwarf he met got his first idea sold
Runna the name, dwarf be the race
Endures the blows, but shows little of grace
Heart of gold and justice strong
As patient of fools as her beard is long
Swift and deadly on silent feet
Corria the ranger, with her bow she'll greet
Of elfkind true, from among the trees
Loving the life and loving the peace
Graced by fey and man she is
A sorceress with the sweetest kiss
Iriaga of frost and Iriaga of fire
Pantheons Competition - Unseen Gods and Goddesses Update - New Prizes! See below!
PANTHEONS COMPETITION - UNSEEN GODS AND GODDESSES
Hello everyone! It's high time we had a competition in this group. There are several deities that lack artwork in our galleries; this competition aims to solve that problem, and so the theme of the competition will be the unseen gods and goddesses of the pantheons of Toril. Your objective? Depict them as accurately as possible.
Here are the deities available for the contest:
The Human Pantheon
Talos - BATTLEFAIRIES
Aerdrie Faenya - BrassDragon
Shevarash - shoughad
Brandobaris - shoughad
Lords of the Golden Hills
Flandal Steelskin - BrassDragon
Meet the one and only Pippa-mini made by the fanatastically fabulous !
It's a sweet gesture and I'm so endebted by him - yet he refuses to tell me what he'd like in return. Time for some guerilla-drawing, hehehe...
UPDATE: The littlest of all adventurers has arrived in the mail today. See how she deals with bonsai trees:
|, for all your 3.5 Forgotten Realms needs!|
who's my favourite flavour of cheese.
nearly too awesome for words.
stellar cellar resident.
seeing fire and holding the Flame of the West...!
, and her Rashemen epos
good enough for free advertisement on this page!
write my Precious, write!
brother-in-arms finding ways to raise toddlers, eat villains and combine kittens with everything!
daddy of the one and only Pippa-mini!
Bouguereau, Bouguereau Bouguereau - Bouguereau! BOUGUEREAU!
spreading the germ of friendship. Achoo.
ALL her kisses are French!