A colossal, docile leviathan that drifts through the upper skies, the Drift Whale is revered by skyfarers for its ability to part dangerous storm clouds with the languid sweep of its enormous fin skirts. These undulating membranes generate powerful air displacement, passively clearing thunderheads and carving safe passageways in turbulent skies.
Its gigantic body consist of massive air sacs to help it floats in the sky while Its tall, sail-like dorsal fin reduces drag and aids long-distance gliding, while also serving as a visual identifier to other sky creatures. Beneath its wide body, stabilizer fins help maintain equilibrium and prevent rolling in crosswinds. It is said that smaller glider creature took advantage of the trailing wake its dorsal fin created to help them glide. while some other take advantage of the updraft its fin skirt is creating.
Moving slowly and deliberately, Drift Whales has become a living omen of calm skies, its presence often marks the end of storms and the beginning of clear routes for passing ships.
“They say when the sky stills and the storm peels away, a whale has carved the path and peace rides in its shadow.”
Hello y'all, im trying to make creature concept art with sky pirates theme, so it will only focus on the fauna on sky pirate fantasy world building! I'll try to stick to some degree of real world physics, animal biology and what can realistically happen. i did some basic research about the creature concept and general anatomy however im not a pro or an expert in the field. So if something's feels off lets just say its the fantasy element playing part🤭
Since you guys seems to like dredge and scarlet hollow collab, here have another one😂
Here is Stella In dredge art style, and of course gretchen! Best doggy. I think it will be fun if each character is on a different location. I think she fits Gale cliff nicely
I would think she would be pretty chill about the situation, and would probably pretty excited to try and catch footage of the serpent in gale cliffs for her youtube channel😂
Had an idea to combine two of my favorite game together. It was really fun drawing Tabby in dredge style. I love the art style of dredge and i love Scarlet hollow style as well
Girl woke up one day and got thrown into the eldritch horror fishing game😞
I can't stop laughing at this. At first, I'd like to suggest the song RGB by YOASOBI for Naomi + Gai + Juggler. But I stumbled across "Darkness Heels: Morning Sabbath with coffee at dawn" so now I want to see Juggler, Fukuide Kei and Kirisaki to mocking each other and/or betting/gambling. That song still fits, right? Thank you for opening the prompt, again.
Ok, so that song's a jam, thank you. I was able to find a transcript of the event you're mentioning, but not with a really readable translation? But this is such a fun collection of characters, so here, have them being mean to each other for two pages.
Song: "RGB," YOASOBI (Spotify)
now we go once again past where we have split off (alternate title: coffee shops are liminal spaces)
“When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in rain?” Kirisaki pauses, waiting for some reaction, and then sighs. “Neither of you two read, do you.”
Kei snorts. “I’m an award-winning author and you think I haven’t read Shakespeare?”
“We got it.” Juggler takes a sip of his coffee. “It just wasn’t funny. Do I look like a crone to you?”
Kirisaki stares at both of them for a long moment, lip twitching in a clear desire to sneer, and then sighs again. “I loathe both of you.”
“Oh, the feeling’s mutual, don’t get me wrong, but who the fuck else are we supposed to have coffee with? I mean, I guess Fukuide would go make up to his sugar daddy if the bastard wasn’t dead, but I haven’t exactly got a lot of friends, and you actively try not to make friends.”
Kei’s knuckles go white on the handle of his coffee cup. “What did you call my lord Belial?”
“Are you referring to ‘sugar daddy’ or ‘bastard?’ Either way, it’s not like I’m wrong. Anyway, does it matter what I called him? He’s not exactly around to be offended. Granted, I’m not sure how either of you got here to be offended, but coffee shops are liminal spaces anyway.” Juggler shrugs, grinning into his coffee as he takes another sip. “So I guess anything can happen. How are your Sturm organs feeling today, Fukuide? All in one piece?”
The only response he gets is a haughty sniff.
Kirisaki is eyeing Kei thoughtfully. He hasn’t touched his own coffee at all, just sits there with his hands wrapped lightly around the cup, tracing patterns that probably have some meaning to him on the ceramic with his fingertip. “I’ve been considering getting a harbinger myself for when I choose to make my triumphant return—”
Juggler snorts derisively.
“—my triumphant return, I was saying. You wouldn’t be interested, would you? You’re already familiar with the work, and I do hate having to train people.”
Another derisive snort, but this time from Kei. “You really think you compare to Belial? You? Whose only goal is the corruption of one noticeably stupid young man? Your lack of ambition sickens me. Belial was a god. You are…” a flicker of smile, “not.”
“Size queen.”
Kirisaki freezes. Kei rounds on Juggler, voice deadly calm. “Would you care to repeat that?”
Juggler shrugs. “I mean, he does lack ambition, but I think we all know that your real problem is that he’s five meters shorter than Belial.”
Kei’s nostrils flare. Kirisaki says, very slowly, “I don’t think I need to take this kind of insult to my person, especially from some lovesick puppy who’s never even managed to shed his milk teeth and get some real bite.”
Juggler’s back goes visibly stiff as Kei covers his mouth with a hand, obviously concealing laughter. “Excuse me? You think I don’t have bite?”
“All these thousands of years, and what have you got to show for it? Some property damage and a broken heart.”
“And yet I live, you pretentious wizard, which is more than I can say for you or Belial’s concubine here.”
Kei raises an eyebrow. “Is that nickname supposed to be an insult?”
Juggler huffs irritably. “To anyone reasonable it would be, but no, you have to be in love with him.”
“Yes, because being in love with Ultraman Orb is so much better.”
Kirisaki rolls his eyes, and they both glare at him, saying, simultaneously, “Taro is worse,” before turning to then glare at each other.
There are a few long, uncomfortable minutes of silent coffee-drinking before anyone speaks again, and then it is, of course, Juggler. “Look, are either of you betting men?”
Kei’s eyebrows shoot up. Kirisaki grins. “When it’s interesting. What did you want to bet on?”
Juggler drains his cup of coffee and waves to a server to get a refill. “Theft. Why don’t we plan to meet up here in a year’s time, and whichever of us has brought along the most entertaining thing that he’s stolen wins…something. We’ll fight it out when it happens.”
Kei shrugs. “Sounds fine to me, as the only master thief here I look forward to taking my forfeit.”
“Confident of you. And I assume the wizard’s going to try bringing us Taro’s obnoxious son on a leash—don’t glare at me, if you manage it I’ll buy him a coffee too.”
Kirisaki’s glare subsides into slow amusement once more. “It’s a deal, then.”
“That’s assuming, of course,” Juggler says as they all trade handshakes, “that you two manage to make it here at all in a year’s time, given that you’re both dead.”
“I don’t see why we wouldn’t be able to.” Kei finishes his own cup of coffee. “After all, it’s as you said before.”
—and they all speak in unison. “Coffee shops are liminal spaces.”
Idea: Request from @kaylovesdrawing: "The idea is po3 doesnt know what is feelings. Like, he started to feel for the player but he doesnt know what is the feeling. Cause he is a robot and going by the robot stereotype they are not supposed to have feeling?"
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