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thesorceresstemple · 4 months
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Days 870-872
Wanna see a snake lady?
Well here we go.
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This is snake priestess, a fanservant of mine. She's sorta like Jaguar Warrior in the sense that she's a bunrei (a divided spirit coming from a bigger deity) but originating from Quetzalcoatl rather then Tezcatlipoca like Jaguar Warrior did. A devoted follower to Quetz who's also worryingly sadistic for some reason. She's mostly a joke character in the same way as Jag. Ending up in funny slapstick scenarios.
Hope you guys like the idea.
(Also her funny snake onesie)
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comparativetarot · 8 months
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The High Priestess. Art by Alexandria Huntington, from The Nameless One.
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invincibella · 1 month
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you’re headed for heaven, the sweet old hereafter
and I’ve got one foot in the door
but before I can fly up, I’ve loose ends to tie up
right here, in the old there-before
the high priestess: the guardian of the subconscious mind. the teacher of sacred knowledge and hidden mysteries. she appears when the veil between this world and the other world is thin.
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missagonyy · 3 months
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Snake Girl Sketch - Based on Minoan Snake Priestess.
This one took me two hours to draw, but she really came out beautifully.
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dingberg · 3 months
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Happy Valentine's Day! And also happy anniversary to Uyo's big redesign from last year.
To celebrate, here's the 11-page guide Uyo created to teach everyone about her religion. Though English isn't her native language, so she had to get some help with localization.
Alright, breaking character, this was a lot of fun to write. As the first page hints at, this is a guide with an unreliable author. Basically, Manetoa told her a few things before going back to sleep, and Uyo let her imagination run wild and filled in the rest on her own. Everything's been so filtered through Uyo's rose-tinted perception and personal desires that it's impossible to distinguish fact from fiction anymore. Heck, there's not even any guarantee that Manetoa's words to her weren't a little embellished as well...
Uyo believes in her perception of Manetoa so fervently, and Manetoa is so powerless to try to wrangle her, that it's basically become more her religion than his. And if fervent belief and worship can empower gods to change reality, maybe the same can be true for mortals...
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fennefoxa · 2 months
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Winter is leaving and the bare branches of the trees will soon bloom again
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fleetinggabi · 2 days
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Just spent two hours dying to the same nioh 2 boss, starting to remember why I bounced off the game every time I tried it
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sonarsunbeam · 10 months
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gara family.....
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thesorceresstemple · 3 months
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trashbinbackyard · 5 months
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2 - The high priestess
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Her knees began to hurt, sitting on the stone floor of the temple. It was dark, the sun had gone out hours ago, yet she could hear the hustle and bustle of the street outside. It was a night of celebration, the anniversary of the coup some twenty years ago, a celebration of returning to normalcy after a tumultuous time in the city’s history.
There was song and dance, the grand bazaar would remain open for the entire night. The docks and river would be filled with little ships, forming a floating market.
She had been sitting here for hours, deep in thought. Trying to make sense of the dreams she’s had recently, a double headed snake. It  slithered beneath her feet, and she didn’t know what to make of it. Snakes meant a lot of things, time, death, healing, deceit. And the branching of its heads… could mean a decision, inner turmoil, double nature, paths ahead. There were too many possibilities for this sign for her to be able to determine what it means.
She took a deep breath, inhaling the incense and smoke filling the chapel of Istus. Smoke surrounded her, smoke surrounded the city. It hid all the other scents of the room, obscuring her vision ever so slightly. The incense was laced with poppy oil, it made her head dizzy, but not unable to think. When she had become a priestess she was told it would open her mind to signs better.
In front of her, a set of divination stones. Five jewels made smooth with the water of the ocean, with celestial runes corvette into them. She picked each of them up slowly while uttering the prayer to Istus under her breath.
As she leaned forwards, the weight of her veil adorned with metal ringlets shifted enough to make a silent jingle in the ever so silent room. Now holding all the jewels, she stroked one of them with the pad of her thumb, paying close attention to how it felt, how the other jewels shifted
She held up all five jewels to the statue of Istus. The goddess’ noble features stared onward, encased in marble. Light from the outside hit the crown of her head and gold embedded in her shined through even in the dark. The light scattered to the nearby pillar and formed a thin multicolored line.
Istus was listening, she knew it. She would need to ask the right question, to see the right answer. She needed rest  from the mind consuming thoughts of the snake. Who is it? What do they want?
She lowered her hand and brought them to her face. She closed her eyes and exhaled on the stones and dropped onto the floor right in front of her. 
Stone against stone, the jewels clattered around, taking their time to settle. She kept her eyes shut until she didn’t hear anything anymore. The noises of the world outside faded out and she was truly in her inner sanctum.
Slowly she opened her eyes. In an inky darkness, a single candle shines a light. A new smell fills the air, not the earthy scent of the temple, but something warm and sweet, a hint floral, mixed with the fresh breeze and saltiness of the sea.
She looks at the floor, a crack in the stone. Wide enough to put her hand in. She goes to reach for the crack when a sound of a hiss reaches her ears. And out of the crack emerges a snake with two heads.
And just as it’s whole length of the body is out, from the nothingness that surrounds her, a sword drops onto the snake, pinning it’s tail to the floor.
She flinches at the sudden sight and is bolted out of her trance. She is back at the temple of Istus, the smell of cedar and poppies fill her nostrils once more, and she can hear the people outside the temple carry on their party.
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fiercestpurpose · 2 years
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god i’m so glad janine joined fatt. where would we be without “it’s four in the morning and i’m washing a toucan”
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drewsaturday · 3 months
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we deserved more time with this design
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comparativetarot · 9 months
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The High Priestess. Art by Emma Zhang, from the Dream of Nile Tarot.
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rumireed · 5 months
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River of Dreams
“We all end in the oceanWe all start in the streams,We’re all carried alongBy the river of dreams. In the middle of the night.” River of Dreams – lyrics by Billy Joel I’ve been dreaming of rivers lately. I’m standing beside the river in a lush green forest. I feel drawn to the healing beauty and flow of the river, it brings a calm to my soul. It’s happened several times lately, where I am just…
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pupuseriazag · 6 months
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I imagine Ishkuat's parents being SO worried about them like they just got told they saw a nautiloid ship take them when they traveled to a coast (I've decided Ishkuat is not gonna be from Faerun) and their eldest sister prays daily that Ishkuat will return home safely, their other sibling sings song in their honor about how much they miss them, while my girl is on Baldurs Gate getting their holes open by the archdruid of the emeral grove, a buff tiefling and a pale ass elf
[Warning, too much text below, OC infodump, soft feelings dump?]
Speaking of Ishkuat's parents hey I just got through a very traumatic event some hours ago and its a situation I have been expecting since 2 years ago when I had a meltdown and had to go to therapy and my life was changed completely and I want to avoid reliving those feelings in case I might let my mind talk the fears and anxieties that ate me alive like I said so Im gonna info dump everything I have been thinking about the parents because I need to distract myself :)
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These are my Tav's parents :D Meet Koshkuat and Ra'Kash. Yesterday I did 2 of Ishkuat's older sisters because Im planing to have botv be important NPCs in the D&D campaign Im making so, like I said before, Im writing a little bit about them now.
So, Koshkuat is a trans male drow, he was the second born "daughter" in his house, he was always rebellious and some of his family respected his way of defending himself, however they did not aprove of him acting as a man, and often threatened to kill him if he "continued this nonesense"
He was forced to train to be a priestess and escaped the temple, running away from the underdark towards Athkatla when he was 100 years old and became a warrior, there he met a skilled mage tiefling, his later husband and father of his children.
Now we turn to Ra'Kash, who had a very simple life as a mage performer ever since he was a child, he is an only child and was seen usually around taverns offering his services as an entertainer but also as an assasin.
One night he laid eyes on this very tall and muscular drow walking down the street and he was in love, the intimidating eyes on that person made his tail curl in excitement and he decided to approach them.
Koshkuat dismissed him, of course. But every night they began to walk together with Ra'Kash speaking mostly as he complimented him. While Koshkuat plotted how to get rid of his whole house by himself he realized it would be too hard, he was a skilled warrior but there was just no way he could kill them all.
So one of those nights while Ra'Kash told him how he would do anything to get his heart he said "If you help me kill my family, we will marry."
He expected the tiefling to stop chasing him after the offering, after all, who would truly in their right mind dare to take on an entire house of drow?
He would. For him? Anything (le dijo: "papito chulo por vos mato a todo el underdark")
And so after months of preparation, they left Athkatla and returned to Koshkuat's home, and succesfully anhilated the entire family, Koshkuat beheaded both his older sister and the matriarch, "ending" their bloodline.
He was surprised to see that the tiefling by his side did not even question what they had done, he was loyal to him and never questioned his identity, he saw him as what he was and treated him with respect and admiration, and very deep? He loooooved being showered by praises and compliments by Ra'Kash. So they did end up marrying afterwards, with Koshkuat now claiming the title of Matriarch for himself,them later having twins, then another child, then another, and other twins 💀 all of them having more prominent features of one of their parents race (for example Ishkuat looks more drow than tiefling but is shorter than their mom and their left eye has black sclera. The older twins (Kuatami and Ajku) both have horns and tail, their skin resembles their mom, have green-ish hair, etc)
Also, if you've noticed a lot of them have the -Kuat or Kuat- in their names. Kuat is the word for snake in Nawat (in nahuatl is coatl) so pretty much Im trying to make the siblings and mom be called something snake
Koshkuat = Koshko + Kuat = Aurora serpent
Ajku = Ajku + Kuat = Sky serpent
Kuatami = Kuat + Atami = Beach serpent
Ishkuat = Istak + Kuat = White serpent
(Last one I did a mistake as I missinterpreted Istak as black and not the actual word that is Tiltik, so if I was to change their name to actually be Black Serpent, it would be Tiltikuat instead of Ishkuat, another interpretation would be Snake eyes since iish is the word for eye in Nawat, and its more grammatically correct then Istak that doesnt have an sh sound.)
Also! The "K" its supposed to be pronounced as a G (Tonces los nombres se pronnunciarian Ishgúat, Goshgúat, Ájgu, Gúatami and so on)
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