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leidensygdom · 3 months

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drow in a lab coat, what crimes will they commit-

I was in dire need of drawing The Onirist (BBEG in our campaign), because who doesn't love some puppet/puppeteer motifs! A celestial meat computer will do that to you. We are now at the doors of the fight with them and I sure hope we can pry them out of there safely.

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thecircusfreaks · 2 months

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|| @faebletales || Renard & Urion || continuation ||

"I'll be in the country for a few more days. I'm departing on Sunday." He stated, not mentioning that he had purposely rescheduled his flight so he could talk to Urion some more regarding the possible exchange.

"Are there things in particular that you're curious about regarding the States or going overseas? America is often considered a dream destination for many."

#faebletales #Urion #{Renard}

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kingxxlink · 1 year

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i can't believe i forgot to post this

my part of the dropzone 2600 gift exchange back in december, for @leidensygdom featuring (right to left) yxala, relent, and urion!

I tried a lot of new things with this because I really wanted it to be awesome for them;;; I'm proud of how the whole thing turned out, but I especially love yxala - then again, I have a soft spot for her in the first place

#my art #not my oc #kingxlink #yxala #rele #urion #gift exchange #gift exchange 2022 #digital art #artists on tumblr

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riveterio · 2 years

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You see art fight started and I knew if I had to snipe a blorbo, it was GOING to be @leidensygdomdom 's Urion!

#artfight 2022 #my art #d&d 5e #team bloom #Hi you were like THE reason I joined art fight this year thank you for the blorbo #I love them #look at them #they are beauty and grace #Urion #earth genasi #chist5

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boociforme · 2 years

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a few sessions ago we got a flashback from @leidensygdom 's Yxala and her late partner, Urion, and it was very bittersweet ;w; they shared a kiss in the backstage of their anniversary concert...

#original #original character #dnd #illustration #dnd art #dnd character #tiefling #earth genasi #yxala #urion #my art

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urwendii · 2 months

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Mairon: in adoration of Melkor I doomed an entire civilisation

Eönwë: in adoration of Arien i destroyed Arda. up your game.

#Birdy boy ironically tops every fuckery Mairon ever did for his senpai #the silmarillion #eönwë #mairon #in this house we worship at the Fionwë-Urion x Urwendi altar

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trucbiduleschouettes · 1 year

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Drew the lovely Urion for @leidensygdom as their giveway prize!

Urion’s design is such a banger (Onirist too but...you know...) and I miss their iconic hair sobs sobs

[Do not use/repost]

#DnD #Dungeons and Dragons #bard #genasi #earth genasi #OC: Urion #Friend's OC #Truc Draws

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bubbleaestheticnikkitea · 2 years

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Here are more of these Cuphead Boss OCs of mine (2/2)

Link for their info:

Thelonious Earthlock

Talise Clearwater

Urion the Jackalope

Vitalis Van Tailwing

#Cuphead Don't Deal with the Devil #Cuphead OC #Thelonious Earthlock #Talise Clearwater #Urion the Jackalope #Vitalis Van Tailwing #Reference Sheet

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slugass · 6 months

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mfw the someone says “deranged” or “unhinged”

#ultra sus #ableism red flag #ruh roh #SUSSY #URIONICALLY SUS

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zephyrbug · 1 year

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The Onirist rises, forfeit your will and know true bliss👁️❌ 🧡

Finished design commission for @leidensygdom of their character Urion being possessed by a villain of their game Ataraxia!!! It’s always fun getting to step outside my usual and work in sci-fi fantasy but the addition of over-the-top crazy BBEG design?? An absolute TREAT 🧡 🧡 🧡

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leidensygdom · 6 months

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The Onirist had once used the supercomputer for their one goal: To make the world a better place. However, the plan was flawed, and the machine soon realized that a mortal could never carry such a feat. So instead, the computer took over, and used the Onirist as a puppet to carry on with that mission. Now, a godly machine powered by dying celestials wasn't about to be bothered by mortal limitations. Or details. Or morality. To her, free will was nothing but a hindrance for global happiness.

I had been wanting to draw The Onirist on their final form (designed by the fantastic @zephyrbug ) for a long while, so here we are! Poor local drow/earth genasi cleric being overtaken by a celestial meat-powered computer. With all the usual puppet motifs. We're so close to the end of the campaign now, and having them as a BBEG is kinda terrifying!

Reblogs are super appreciated!!

#drow #dark elf #elf #genasi #tiefling #aasimar #angel #celestial #robot #cyborg #cleric #sygdomthings #syg2023 #cyberpunk #urion #onirist #dnd #dungeons and dragons #dnd art #art

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justcallmefox89 · 2 months

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Inferior Part IV

X'aa'nath and Lae'zel have an audience with their queen, and X'aa'nath's loyalty is questioned.

“Do you really think this Inquisitor will help us?” Astarion whispers to Gale.

“It’s never been that easy before. I don’t see why it would be now,” the wizard mutters despondently, his eyes never leaving X’aa’nath’s back.

“Do as I do,” Lae’zel orders, overhearing them. “The Inquisitor shall only tolerate the utmost respect.”

Only X’aa’nath bothers to reply, whispering a soft “yes, kin” without stopping his forward stride.

The Inquisitor warmly welcomes Lae’zel into the inner sanctum of the creche. “My ardents spoke of one of our kin that escaped a crashing ghaik slave-vessel.”

Gale bristles at the man’s intentional snub of X’aa’nath and Astarion’s hand on his shoulder is the only thing that stops him from speaking out.

“Ch’r’rai. Vlaakith’s justice in the flesh.” Lae’zel inclines her head in a show of respect, X’aa’nath quickly following her lead.

“You have accomplished much, child. I am pleased to finally meet you. I’ve heard there is so much goblin blood on your hands that it soaks their children’s nightmares.” Ch’r’rai W’wargaz’s eyes slide from Lae’zel to X’aa’nath. “You’ve done well to not let Khou’zal’s runt impede your progress.”

X’aa’nath remains entirely still, only the faintest twitching of the fingers on his left hand betraying his distress at the elder’s words.

“I suspect you plucked something precious from the ghaik ship,” W’wargaz continues. “Something our queen has been looking for. The weapon. Give it to me.”

Alarm spreads from the artefact, making Gale faintly nauseous. Astarion doesn’t seem to be completely unaffected either, and it’s strong enough to make X’aa’nath hesitate.

“The ch’r’rai speaks. You must obey,” Lae’zel orders.

Her voice seems to knock X’aa’nath out of his stupor and he reflexively pulls the artefact from his robes and places it in the Inquisitor’s hands. The planecaster in the center of the room begins to glow, and soon a projection of the githyanki queen towers over those assembled. The githyanki in the room immediately fall to their knees, their heads bowed in reverence. Gale catches hold of Astarion’s arm, tugging him further away and out of sight of the imposing queen.

“Vlaakith gha’g shkath zai!” W’wargaz cries worshipfully.

Lae’zel manages to raises her head long enough to gaze upon Vlaakith in admiration. “My Queen – shkath zai!”

X’aa’nath remains silent, respectfully keeping his gaze low.

Vlaakith leans closer to Lae’zel and softens her voice. “These attendants you keep – you taught them well. My child. My Lae’zel.”

Gale’s heart twists as he watches X’aa’nath’s shoulders sag at his Queen’s clear indifference to his presence and devotion. The wizard knows too well the feeling of having the one you worship turn their back to you, but to have the obvious disdain from all of his kin as well? Gale cannot even fathom the depths X’aa’nath’s distress.

“Ch’mar, zal’a Vlaakith,” Lae’zel murmurs rapturously. “You know me.”

“Urion of K’liir speaks most highly. As did Al’chaia before him.” Vlaakith stands, her tone once again forceful. “You seek purity. I may yet grant it.”

The lich queen turns her attention to X’aa’nath. “Do not think I do not recognize you X’aa’nath, he who never should have been. Khou’zal prolonged his return to the Astral Place, to my service, in order to train you. And now he is dead. Your existence robbed me of one of my greatest warriors. And now you carry what is mine. So what do I call you child of Gith? A loyal servant or a thief?”

“I am at your command, my Queen. The artefact is yours,” X’aa’nath murmurs, keeping his gaze low.

The artefact screams in fear; Gale and Astarion exchange a worried glance.

Vlaakith gifts X’aa’nath with a benevolent smile. “Your will is strong. Perhaps you are not as worthless as I initially feared. Prove your fealty now, and you will be recognized among all githyanki as one of my chosen. That ‘weapon’ you carry – the Astral Prism – it is corrupted.”

“I will cleanse it for you, my Queen,” Lae’zel blurts out. “Tell me how.”

X’aa’nath scowls at her, the only time Gale has seen him express any sort of negative emotion towards his kin.

“There is someone inside,” Vlaakith continues. “Their mind is warped, broken – a blight. They are an agent of the Grand Design. Sent to sabotage the Astral Prism – our last defense against the return of the Illithid Empire. As long as they live, the Prism is compromised. Kill them. Do this, and I will cleanse you and your allies. Do this and ascend.”

Lae’zel gasps. “Ascension? My queen. An honor gained, a burden borne.”

“Cleanse the Prism, ardent of Khou’zal,” Vlaakith says, returning her attention to X’aa’nath. “Eliminate this danger to the githyanki and finally claim your place among your people.”

Gale’s heart drops into his stomach at the hopeful look on the sorcerer’s face, and fear shoots through him at X’aa’nath’s next words.

“It is my greatest honor to obey.”

Vlaakith smiles, something about the expression deeply unsettling to Gale. “Use the planecaster’s power to enter the artefact. Be wary of the creature’s lying tongue. Cut it out if you must. W’wargaz. They are not to leave until it is done.”

The Inquisitor bows his head. “As you say, my Queen.”

“Ch’mar zal’a Vlaakith. We will not waste a second,” Lae’zel vows.

Vlaakith’s image fades away, the silence left in her wake is broken only by the sounds of X’aa’nath’s boots against the stone floor as he strides towards the planecaster.

“Hold on a moment, don’t you thin-”

Astarion’s protest is cut off as X’aa’nath steps into the portal and the group is swept away. They’re spat out on floating bit of rock, and the four crash together, each trying to stay upright. Once he regains his footing Gale gazes around in awe, taking in the asteroids and gigantic bones of fallen gods that languid drift around them, perfectly preserved in this small pocket of the Astral Plane.

“Boundless, timeless – like every dream that ever was, stitched together,” Lae’zel murmurs.

“My home,” X’aa’nath mournfully whispers, his expression momentarily twisted into something Gale can’t quite interpret.

The four move towards a second portal, coming to a standstill as the voice of their dream visitor echoes in their minds. “So you came. Despite all my warnings. Disappointing. Come. We will talk in private, just X’aa’nath and I.”

“No!” Lae’zel snarls. “I will accompany you, we will cleanse - ”

X’aa’nath places his hands on her shoulders, cutting her off. “I can do this, kin. Trust in me, as I trust in you. I will do this, for both of us.”

Her brows draw together as she frowns, but she finally nods. “Go, kin. We will be waiting.”

X’aa’nath’s eyes flit over to Gale, and the wizard gives what he hopes is an encouraging smile. He takes in the determined expression on the sorcerer’s face, the proud tilt of his chin, the flashing silver of his eyes… and he says a small prayer to whichever god may still be listening that X’aa’nath will return to him.

One final deep breath and X’aa’nath steps through the portal. Now all that’s left to do is wait.

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thecircusfreaks · 2 days

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What sorts of favorite things you like to do to Urion, Renard? Do you like the way he squirms with you inside of them?

"I rather not share ... it's awfully personal." Renard wasn't one to tell anyone about intimate details, not even his closest friends. Especially not when regarding Urion. He knew the younger was a bit more timid in that regard and he respected that.

"Why the interest in my relationship with them?"

#faebletales #Urion #{Renard | answered}

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fivepointpalettes · 9 months

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Hi, could you try making a palette for the name “Urion”? Personally I get purple vibes, but feel free to try what vibes you get :]

Hello! Of course, and I hope these work for you! 😊

#86204a | #31232e | #954d7a | #d58b19 | #10041e

#caa1de | #854156 | #2c0558 | #a34ca9 | #6b1c44

#24103c | #d99e00 | #f39f14 | #5e303a | #dab2ee

#8e4a8f | #9e67be | #79399c | #ad7507 | #401075

#4b2b3f | #2a0654 | #6b1c68 | #ff97ca | #ae367a

#eba2c6 | #834c9d | #522e3c | #13012a | #782638

#Palette #Colour palette #Pink #Purple #Yellow #Black #Brown #Long Post

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that-angry-noldo · 8 months

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for the explain a daydreamed fanfic game?

okay! "how to take care of your kinslayers: a complete guide by eönwë urion (edited by arafinwë finwion and revised by nerdanel mahtaniel)"

basically what it says. maglor and maedhros decide to give themselves up to the host of the west after the silmarills confrontation, and face the judgement of the valar. the valar judge that, since eönwë was the one to pick them up, he will be the one to care for them. eönwë is in shock. finarfin is amused. maedhros and maglor probably do not perceive the world around them to the level of feeling a particular emotion: they could have as well been sentenced to eternal void. eönwë now has to figure out where to keep them (finarfin suggests a giant cardboard box. as a joke) and how to care for them (finarfin suggests trying to put them in a place with low noise and light level. like in a cardboard box), while maedhros and maglor have to come to their new reality while having only each other to rely upon. (and nerdanel, of course. she might be angry, but those are still her boys.)

i just think it has the potential to be funny ok

#eönwë #maedhros #maglor #noldo answers

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boociforme · 2 months

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Corona, Urion's sister, confronting the person she thinks is (partly) responsible for their death while holding onto a dear memento for @/absent_lambeth !

#dnd #dungeons and dragons #dnd character #dnd oc #dnd art #digital art #earth genasi #drow #dark elf #fantasy character

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