Raistlin and Kitiara. The evil siblings duo! I really really like them together! Shame that Kit always tries to kill her little brother, please just get along.
(and i know i posted this pic before but i like it better with just the two of them)
Raistlin, Caramon, Earwig Lockpicker, and Sir Gawain free a ghost bound to a ruined keep (Larry Elmore, from Dragonlance story “Raistlin and the Knight of Solamnia” by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman, Dragon 154, February 1990)
“I was waiting for you, Shalafi.”
To dear Raistlin, for his Day of Life-Gift, 2022 edition. Dragonlance fandom.
Yes, I ship them.
Dedicated to the Dragonlance Hell Discord Server and to all the amazing fanfic writers and content creators I found over the years.
Alternative version, without text, on my Deviantart.
‘"I recognize that blade," Raistlin said calmly. "Your father's isn't it? I never liked your father much. All that business about knightly honour, nobility. He made such a show of it, flaunted it, threw it in my face."
Steel said nothing, but his hand gripped the sword's hilt more tightly, until the knuckles were white.
Raistlin drew closer still.
"And then I discovered something very interesting about your father. He lied to us. Sturm Brightblade was no more a knight than I was. He was made a knight only shortly before his death. All that time, he wore the armor, carried the sword... and it was all a lie."
Raistlin shrugged, "And do you know what? I liked him better after I discovered that."
"Because you supposed he has sunk to your level," Steel said hoarsely.
Raistlin's smile was twisted, bitter. "You would think that, wouldn't you Brightblade? But, no, that's not the reason."
Raistlin moved closer, so close that Steel could feel the chill of the mage's frail body, could hear the breath rattle in the lungs, could feel the soft touch of black velvet.
"Your father lied to every person except one- himself. In his heart Sturm was a knight. He had better claim to that false title than many who held it for truth. Sturm Brightblade obeyed laws that no one enforced. He lived by a noble code in which no one else believed. He swore an oath that no one heard. Only himself... and his god. He did that himself. He knew himself."
"Who are you Steel Brightblade?" Raistlin's golden, hourglass eyes flickered. "Do you know?"
Steel's face drained of color. He opened his mouth, but no words passed his lips. A tear slid down his cheek. He lowered his head so swiftly that the long black hair tumbled down in front of his face.
With an angry motion, he thrust his sword into its sheath. Turning, not looking at any of them, he ran towards the stairs and the sounds of battle.”
- Dragons of Summer Flame
Brothers in War
Raistlin and Caramon in the Dwarfgate War. Or, why I've been offline so much the last month.
You can view it in better quality on my DeviantArt:
Raistlin! You have on Black Robes! How wonderful! Can I touch them? Oh, all right. You needn't glare at me like that. It's just that they look so soft. Say, does this mean you're truly bad now? Can you do something evil for me, so I can watch? I know! I saw a wizard summon a demon once. Could you do that? Just a small demon? You could send him right back. No?
Dragons of Spring Dawning, by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman
In January of 2021 I reread the trilogy of Twins and decide to draw my Raislin concept. I really love how he looks on the first picture (with crossed hands) - so I see him then reфd Dragonlance books.
Starting my Dragonlance reread before the new book comes out.
Riverwind just got face-melted and after sleeping it off in the Temple of Mishakal, the party is now heading down into Xak Tsaroth.
The scene where Tanis is looking down into a dark stairway leading underground and Raistlin suddenly appearing with ominous whisperings made me think of this. So I made it a thing.
Scribbled this while watching DragonLance Saga on YouTube. It’s a really nice channel, if you’re a Dragonlance fan, you might want to pay them a visit.