Welcome to the Greatroot Clan

GardenWyrm #260509 on Flight Rising

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briefly bringing this blog back from the dead to post some of my favorite and most accurate awards

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Commission for Hyleoroi on FR

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Morning at the Bakery

The birds chirped merrily as Duskwing plodded along the hard dirt road, the sky tinged grey with the early morning light. The illusion of silence created by he sleeping clan left him feeling at peace, and he paused for a moment, drinking deeply of the surrounding calm with a deep breath, the air thick with the scent of the early morning dew and the foliage of the Viridian Labyrinth.

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Duskwing was joined by the sound of soft padding footsteps approaching him from behind as he unlocked the front door to the Rye and Roses Bakery. The owner of said footsteps was a bright blue and purple tundra walking with a happy bounce in his step.

“‘Morning Dusk!” The tundra chirped as he came to a halt near the purple imperial’s shoulder. Duskwing smiled as he looked down at his friend.

“Good morning Bailey.” The small tundra always arrived slightly after him in the mornings and was often Duskwing’s only company until sunrise. He opened the door to the bakery with a jingle from the overhead bell, the two of them greeted by upturned chairs on tables as they walked inside the silent, still-closed bakery, making their way to the back to begin morning preparations.

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Most of the dough used for the pastries had been made the previous day and left to either chill or rise overnight. Duskwing took out several trays of nearly layered puff pastry which he then began to cut into triangles, while Bailey began work on a custard for the fruit tarts available later in the day. The triangles were soon fashioned into croissants by Duskwing’s deft claws, half of them containing rods of chocolate that he slipped in as he rolled. The croissants were placed neatly in the first of two ovens as Bailey placed the custard back into fridge, as it had to cool before it could be used to fill the bite-sized tart crusts. The two worked in a comfortable near-silence as they prepared the various breads and pastries for the morning crowd. The rising sun began to peek in through the windows of the bakery, splashing the floor and walls with a warm yellow light. Bailey finished up lining the display case at the front counter with what had already come out of the ovens and moved to start flipping chairs and stools down to their proper upright positions. Glancing out of the glass of the front door he already saw a couple of dragons waiting for the bakery to open. The skydancer and snapper were chatting amiably, though the skydancer broke off to wave at Bailey as he noticed him looking at the two of them. Bailey smiled and waved in turn as he moved to flip the sign on the door to read “Open” and unlocking the door for the second time that morning, as it had been relocked after he and Duskwing had first entered the bakery. The bell over the door jingled cheerfully as Bailey moved to go take up his post behind the counter, grabbing an apron emblazoned with the name and logo of the bakery from a shelf below the register and slipping it on over his head, tying the lower strings behind his wings with practiced ease.

“‘Morning guys! What can I get ya?”

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Greatroot Gothic

- The charge of the head of the guard is a quiet but friendly spiral. No one knows where he came from. He disappears for weeks and comes back smelling of blood. It happens again. And again. Often. No one questions this.

- Wisteria lurks in the shadows, looms in her presence. No one bothers her when she’s working. They don’t know what would happen if they did. No one knows what she’s working on. They don’t think they want to know.

- The guardian woodworker had a charge once. No one knows what happened. He locks himself in his workshop when anyone asks. There are carved figures in his shop he refuses to sell. They all have the same face.

- Calcite studies the magic of the Starwood Strand. She comes home one day, eyes too bright, shining unnaturally. She’s close to a breakthrough, she can feel it.

- The Shrieking Wilds protect the clan, but don’t stray from the path. Those who do rarely return.

- The clan guard’s second trusts no one. She can’t. If no one else will be suspicious, she will be suspicious enough for them all. Of them all. She doesn’t like her daughter’s charge.

- All are welcome. Those who wish to rest, to escape, they come. All are welcome. Steeped in darkness and secrets, in silence, they come. All are welcome. The only ones with known life stories are those who were hatched here. All are welcome.

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I may or may not have gotten a Sleeper fandragon the moment I finished reading Venom: First Host

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wood carver

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My darling girl. A tussle tun. Lovely.

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I’d like to present Caspian, one of the Mith familiars in my clan. He’s a big tough guy who is also a socially awkward dork, and I love him very much.

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HIM!!!

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New adopts available on my FR Art Shop!

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Autumn colors

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I didn’t manage to finish these by the end of pride month, but it’s always the right time for some pride dragons!

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FR Drawing Challenge - #29 - A couple arguing

I went for Jasper and Crow for this one, I don’t know what they’re arguing about.

(don’t worry, they make up afterwards)

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FR Art Challenge - #17 - Favorite Familiar - Myosotis Fox

I love so many of the familiars but this is my green fluffy flower baby

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FR Drawing Challenge - #3 - Gaoler

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Woah what’s this? Another art challenge? I thought another one of these would be fun for me to do, so I compiled these as a continuation of the first one I did a couple of months back! There aren’t any rules; you can jump back and forth, do them non consecutively, whatever you wish. I’m going to be doing them in order so feel free to draw with me! Ping me too I want to see what you come up with

A dominance propaganda poster

Random progen

Gaoler

Anything, in a medium you don’t normally use

The which waystone

Undel posting a new announcement

Your hunters gathering food

ELIMINATE

Hatching an egg

Fancy skin/ accent

Favorite/ least favourite breed (to draw)

A portrait, but in a famous art style (cartoon, or cubist, ukiyo-e)

Marketplace sniping

Marva’s invisible cloak/ Marva herself!

The dragon you spent the most on

Coliseum Battle

Favourite familiar?

A scene from one of your dragon’s lore

The exalt cannon (Bonus: fodder)

Colour palette challenge but DRAGONS

Draw your most gardener or gardener-like dragon

Battle of the Bay

No erasing or undoing

The most decked out dragon

Draw the stages of a growing dragon

Your lair

Maintenance in Sornieth

(Your) shop

A couple arguing

A recent update

Full-body picture

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“An angel? Who, Obelisk? Nahhhh... Not this guy! Sure, he may have a constantly glowing aura about him, but hey, he just takes really good care of his feathers! Additional eyes? You must have just been seeing things. Just a regular ol' coatl here!”