Cantershire Commons

Mostly just where I keep doodles. Sometimes a reblog, and more recently questions directed at the characters from said doodles! Mod Pony Ref

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Some doodles of Glint, Weatherwax’s mother, a ‘Rune Witch’ from lands across the waves.

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Speaking Jass a while back, this is his brother I was talking about. Who.. Went a different route in life. One of the bandit. Sometimes a heart stealer as well. Sometimes.

His main reference is NSFW, so I can’t toss it here. Lame.

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‘So we kept each other company, in that cold rain as the construction cannons’ embers lit up the night. He slept, and I watched the old world become the new.’

I’ve been fiddling with a pencil, minecraft, and Mistguard as of late.

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Today on things I’ve been meaning to post for ages: My boy Jassachusetts, a delivery donkey, and helluva oar rider. It was a broom originally, but the oar made a bit more sense with him and his brother Lafayette being lads from the bayou.

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Sometimes.. The past comes rushing back to us.

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I think that this must be a different version of doctor whooves right?

Wha- I- Me? And him? Ah’m nothin’ of the sort.

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[Angry possum noises]

Maaaan, I gotta try to get back.

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I want to believe.

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Shhhhhh.

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Who's the hot griffon in the picture?

Gyrinok, the Bane of Platinum’s Court. He was something of a bandit king that ruled over the region ages ago - gave the Unicorn monarchy utter fits Legend claims he was slain by some hero upon the Candlemount, the seventh son of a seventh son of.. Y’all get the picture. Hmph. I suppose hero is a loaded term, as the heroic status of one individual varies greatly depending on whose side you’re on, but themsa breaks. History is ultimately written by the victor and all tha jazz. 

If the old records are to be believed he was half Tartarian, which I’d believe if he was anywhere near as big of a thorn in the side for the old unicorn kingdoms. And.. Well, it’d be around the right time in antiquity for there still to be large concentrations of Tartarians still wandering the mortal planes, exceptions like Siravon excluded. Supposedly he was a real demon in battle, as befits a creature with the bloodline of Tartarus - Auntie Odd... Err. Well. Auntie Odd also claims he was a real demon in the sack as well.

Tartarus, she claims he was one of her main squeezes, and his spirit is imprisoned in that painting because of some slight he inflicted upon her.

... Suppose I should note that she generally makes such broad claims while hopped up on shine, an’ such.

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Getting back to it. <3

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I’m not going to lie, I barely even remember the last four. It has... Certainly been a trip. One I’ve enjoyed, and hope to continue with. I admit, I met some I wish I hadn’t, and many I’m glad I did. Hell, some I wish I had handled better, as well. I’m honored to have had those I did watch me grow, even if slowly.

Thanks for hanging around with this dork of a mudhorse, or fish. And thanks for ten years, you lovelies.

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We’ve all made mistakes at some point in our lives. Some are as simple as getting an order wrong, or locking your keys in the car by mistake. Or, well, attempting to summon an imp to assist ya in your work and instead pulling a full blown Tartarian into the mortal plane, followed by fouling up the banishment spell. Ya know, everyday stuff.

On one hoof you’re down all those reagents, and have an unexpected guest for the foreseeable future. Never you mind that they’re an extra-planar being that is faster, stronger, and bigger than you! ...And can hoof wrestle a stone-troll.

But hey! On the other hoof, you learned what not to do when conjuring! And made a ‘friend’.

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Behold! A lovebug gladiator from a far away land! Even if he’d generally appear as an antelope to the casual audience member.

Still working on Weatherwax stuff, just blotched the ask I was working on and having to redo it.

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Oh, because I forgot to post the card upright!

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Funny story, I also have perception of parallel lines of causality! Let's go for a question and compare notes. How about, "What will befall this shop within the next year?"

Tch. The meaning ta my recollection tends to be one of annoyance at lack of progress, loss of control, and the low spirits that tend ta come with such. But tha meaning, the meanin’.. Hmph. Ill fortune I’d wager, either way. The reason could be many: Simply giving up on my work, crushed by a sensation of the hopelessness of it all - or hell, maybe Auntie Odd is going ta pull the rug out from under me an’ I’ma end up cleaning the cauldrons again instead of... Assisting the.. *Ahem* fine locals of the Wooly Swamp with my craft.

I suppose it could also signify something happening to the overall building that is beyond my control, or a number of things that’d throw a proverbial wrench in the works, huh? Or I guess the artist will do that thing where he vanishes for months and gets frustrated by his own procrastination / not feeling up to drawing, which if he does, damn nail on the head with that reading. HA!

Granted, suppose y’all could write this all off as meaningless for two notable reasons.

1. This isn’t a shop, so the question is something of moot from the get go.

2. Now it’s known, the thread is at least somewhat revealed and in such fate is shifted into my own hooves.

...Though the realization just hit me like’a Marecian truck - if y’all can see parallel paths and causalities then flippin’ these cards has no possible gain for y’all aside from either confirming what ya already know, or linin’ ya up to make me look like a fool.

Now if it be the latter - with all due respect good sir, I’m fully capable of doin’ that on my own, thank ya kindly. 

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Luckily for every stallion within a few miles of here she is currently off at the market!