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“By the end of tomorrow, another year will have come and gone. The new year is a chance to reinvent yourself. I hope you all choose to be just a bit kinder to yourselves next year. Kindness is in short supply these days, it seems.”
Some Triforce of Power Christmas art! Lana and Cia are too cute to not draw, and I feel like Cia would be a good cat owner.
The final picture is basically how Link sees his relationship with Farore, his patron goddess, especially when things are difficult (and he’s quite right). He is younger above, as things were at their worst when he was 10 and his uncle was murdered, etc.
When things are difficult, one may often either draw closer to the divine or distance oneself from it. Link chose, and has continued to choose, the former.
Farore’s attire was drawn from the Ghost of Christmas Past, and the candle is inspired by sanctuary lamps in Catholic churches. Her final design for the comic may be a tad less Christmas-inspired (though I make no promises).
Finally I can talk about it ! Here is the new ’Three Goddesses Zeldathon T-Shirt’ I did for the charity project. You can buy it here! https://theyetee.com/products/four-goddesses Me @ Twitter | Me @ Instagram
Enter your name here to find out your Pokemon Type specialization and then go here and set it to generate Six of that type to find your team !
Din specializes in Bug Type Pokemon!
Farore specializes in Grass type Pokemon!
Nayru specializes in Electric Type Pokemon
Impaz specializes in Water Type Pokemon
windmcge:
🌪 She had been right on one thing, he was a mage. But she could confidently say he wasn’t a god because his energy is chaotic? What did that even mean? Wind in itself is a reckless force of nature, difficult to control and even a master could not fully bend every whip and billow.
“I don’t care who you are, call me a grape again and I’ll strike you down with lightning.” Purple was the color of royalty, the greatest sorcerer deserved as such. Not to mention it complemented his appearance perfectly. The ignorance of this girl… And who was she?
Chin tilted for him to look down on her. “Whatever title history has given me: Mage, Demon, Immortal, I’m still surperior to any other. Even you have heard of the Great Horned Demon, Vaati.” Grape his ass. He didn’t go around calling her a kiwi or whatever.
“Oh you can use lightning too! Intriguing!” Farore hummed. She didn’t seem particularly bothered by his curt tone. In fact, she almost didn’t even seem to realize he was angry about the comment.
“I haven’t! But now I have! So you’re a demon then? Fascinating. I haven’t met one of your kind in near a millenia now. The last time I saw a demon was when they still called the woods home. Of course, that isn’t the case now, but I didn’t know Greater Daemon’s were still around,” Farore remarked, still bouncing on the heels of her feet, “Oh, but if you’re a horned demon.... Where’s your horn. I see no horn! Are you lying to me again? Are you actually a grape demon pretending to be a horned demon?”
jastun-frailthorn:
“I am called Luka by others but my true calling is Ravenchild.” The wolf smiles and sits so she was more eye level with the Old One.
“I don’t really have titles but I like to consider myself mother of those who are lost or who have no home.”
Farore’s head tilts more. Confusion is plastered all over her face. The more she learns the more Farore is confused.
“So do you adopt a lot of children then? Am I keeping you from your little one’s?” There’s an edge of anxiety in her tone. It’s only in that moment that Farore realized she might be keeping someone from where they have to be, “I..If you have somewhere to be then please do not let me hold you up!”
oftimeandtwilight:
“And? We could end your brother as well.” The Demon Demise served no purpose, not when his sister existed. If there needed to be a God to guide the demons, then Impaz would serve that purpose without any trouble. There was no reason for her to even tolerate the exist of Demise.
Except he was Impaz’ brother. Relationships, especially familial ones, were… unfamiliar to the Goddess. The closest thing she had to parents - or siblings? - were the golden trio who had told her of her task before departing. She held no ill will towards them, but it was hard to feel close to a figure she barely knew.
Hylia sighed as her hand slipped away from the now-healed wound on Impaz’ arm. “I just worry about you. You court danger when you do not need to.”
“Your worry moves me, My Light,” The smallest of smiles can be seen creeping across the Demon Lady’s face. There’s a gentleness there. One that the Demoness shows no one else.
The thought of ending her brother tickled her. She had thought of usurping her brother many times over the years. Yet, she always decided against it. The demon tribes that her brother controlled were fiercly loyal to him. They would accept no one else as their leader. If she stole her brother’s crown then it would lead to a long and drawn out conflict.
It would be a conflict that Hylia’s people would inevitably be drawn into-- and by extension Hylia.
“I have considered it, but the risks outweigh the benefits. Even if I were to take his throne, those who follow him now would not follow me. I like to avoid needless slaughter if I can.”
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“Oh! Watch where you step, sir! I planted some daisies right there. You must take care not to step on them!”
windmcge:
🌪 Odd. Like that wasn’t something he’s been called his entire life. Though it was mostly due to his appearance, pointing out his abilities was new.
“Whoever that Goddess of Winds may be, they certainly had no hand in my power. I may as well be called the God of Winds.” It had a nice ring, and he may as well have been a god. “The Wind God Vaati.”
“You aren’t a Wind God. If you were, I would know. No, your energy is a bit more chaotic than that,” Farore remarked. “I can assume you’re some type of mage?” She bounced on her toes jovially. Vaati looked grumpy, but she knew a new friend when she saw one!
“Hm... are you actually a purple grape? You’re dressed in so much purple...”
Farore, a monkey stole a bag of gingerbread man cookies I made for you!
“MR. MONKEY, PLEASE COME BACK WITH THE GIFT THE NICE GREY MAGE FOR ME!!!”
Din, grant me the strength to beat a motherf***er and win for insulting my wife.
“Don’t just beat a motherfucker and win for insulting your wife. Eviscerate the fucker. Make sure there’s nothing left. There’s no greater crime than insulting someone’s wife.”
@windmcge liked for a starter.
“Hm, you know, it’s odd to meet another person who has control over the winds. You don’t look to be blessed by the Goddess of Winds. Who are you, stranger?”
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“If you keep staring at me so intently, your face will freeze that way.”
INDIE RP BLOG FOR RAGUNA FROM THE RUNE FACTORY GAMES written by a BEAR
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thirty hats stacked in a stack
“THIRTY IS NOT ENOUGH HATS STACKED IN A SACK!”
Which goddess do I go to for demands of one with ill manners and a thirst?
“Mmm… If you’re thirsty, Nayru could give you some water? I’m the one with the worst manners though.”
“If you mean matters of ‘thirst’ of a different nature then none of us, you crude little demon–”
