Dellta

I'll be sharing my Deltarune-related artwork here, as well as content based on my medieval-inspired AU

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In the occupied city, women secretly spent years sewing banners and praying for the Prince’s return, while men raised their cups to him in the darkest corners of taverns.

From the very beginning, the people believed that the heir would return.

And he did - at the head of an army thousands strong, united by faith in their rightful monarch.

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god dammit

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commission for @noizen228!

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A moment everyone knows (please tell me this is so...)

Never pulling my phone out in public ever again💀💀💀

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Serving a bowl of worms

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how come it took me until now to look at Rouxls' uniform and go Wait a minute

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A cursed little masterpiece created by a friend of mine

Author: GuronArts

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cha cha cha

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lets go

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With yet another mistress

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Hussar Kaard (And here, I still hadn't decided whether I wanted him to have a nose, so I let artists draw him with a more human-looking face)

Art author: Furious Spartan Reposting this because I decided to add some text

I came up with a small story: In it, Rouxls was once the commander of a company of soldiers. He was respected, and people valued his opinion. But after suffering a severe concussion during the war, he was never the same again The King couldn't bring himself to simply cast him aside, so instead he granted him the title of Duke

During one of his rare moments of clarity, Rouxls purchased a small estate and surrendered himself to all the strange impulses of his damaged mind. He began spending his money on loose lovers, alcohol, excessive luxury, and every kind of unnecessary extravagance imaginable

Unfortunately, he never truly recovered

As the years passed, he lost more and more of himself Many people no longer remember what he was like before the injury. And those who do remember look at him now and struggle to find words strong enough to describe their disappointment

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A spontaneous piece inspired by a conversation I had with friends about Warhammer (I'm still undecided here, and I drew him with a nose) Long before Rouxls Kaard became a high-ranking officer dressed in a fine coat adorned with aiguillettes, he was just an ordinary infantry boy who survived a terrible war I decided to draw him during a rare moment of rest No one knows when the enemy will appear again. Maybe he'll be able to sleep for a few more hours... or maybe only a few more minutes

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Author: sovesute

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After fortune tellers and sorcerers began predicting the coming of the Three from the prophecy, society seemed to lose its mind. People started hanging anyone who was even remotely associated with magic. They believed that these people were the reason dark times were approaching, that the wars had begun because of them

Lanino and Elnino remained unaware of what was happening until one day, while holding the reins, Lanino spotted a hanged man dangling from a tree. There was a dragon tattoo directly beneath his heart, and a wooden sign had been nailed to his chest

"Sorcerer"

Lanino recognized him

- Why are we stopping? - Get the shovel - Why? Did you run someone over?