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[bombideer]

Lucatiel of Mirrah

by @avarlante

I’m so satisfied with my first art commission! Thank you. This has been one of my favorite fictional characters, and I’m beyond happy to have art of her made on my behalf. (You even managed to slip in the scar on her left side!!)

If you haven’t already, be sure to check out the rest of @avarlante‘s work (it’s all pretty sweet art~)

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REMEMBER HER  X

[afaerytalelife]

Neither country proverb nor king’s command could keep me from the woods today… This place holds more magic for me than any palace in the world. — Legend (1985).

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knightshonour:

“It would only make sense for a man who fears to act in any possible manner to mitigate such anxiety, would it not?” Of course, a man who percieves a threat to his well being may act in any manner, no matter how irrational in order to protect himself, and those he deems his kin, or any he feels attached to.

“This curse has eaten away at man for a long bout. In tandem, it has also stripped at the land we tread. ‘Tis dreadful that we must meet such fate, but one shouldn’t lose resolve in face of such terrifying odds.”

░ ► ❝ It might’ve been irrational fear, however, I do not hold myself in position that cannot be replaced. I’ve witnessed people higher my rank to be executed for minor acts. ❞ Behind the mask, she let out a small laugh. Sometimes, she thought about ‘what if...’ But for the most, she found her decision right. 

        ❝ At least this is no limbo. There is no need to witness this alone. Shared burden is lighter than carrying it all alone. Don’t you think? ❞

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desert-warmth:

  Motionless corpses littering the ground were a common sight. A somewhat solemnly leaning woman in a rather fancy armor, however, wasn’t something Inara saw every day. She followed the trail of dead bodies out of curiosity, so naturally she had no intentions of attacking the other woman. In a dying world where nothing new happens - every such event can be quite alluring.    When the other woman spoke, however, Inara almost winced. The knight sounded sane, which was a good news, but Inara could almost sense the anxiety radiating from her. A fellow woman on a quest of preserving her sanity? Inara of Jugo could always find at least some common ground with such person. “The same could be said about you, swordswoman, if such slaughter can be considered sane in our insane times.” - the desert sorceress replied almost in same volume of voice - “I did not want to pass by you. I was driven here by the sounds of the ruckus you’ve made… I don’t think I have ever seen you on this damnable island before.”

░ ► Lucatiel chuckled heartwarming, tipping her hat.  ❝ Yes, quite an ambush, it was. ❞ All fears she ever experienced on the battle field were left in battles ages ago. Dealing with the hollow daily was a new norm. Now looking at the amount of dead - she slowly realized scale of danger she had been in. Cursed souls. At least the fatal wounds were delivered for quick and respectful deaths.

      ❝ I like to think I made them service... at least, this would be my wish if I was ever to become one of them. Perhaps as long as you accept what is to come it might slow it down. Fighting it seems to fasten it up. ❞

       ❝ No. I keep on move whenever I can. I cannot say I have a clear destination. Might as well help those in need. ❞ And it was true. Whenever the knight found a track to follow, she eventually met a dead end. Meet couple of travelers and continue. This was one of those cases.  

       ❝ I’ve seen people of your country. I am sorry... they didn’t seem to be able to escape the madness this is. ❞

[blysill]

Redraw of an old work from mid-2016, I enjoyed sketching this.

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Before she left. Lucatiel was close and loyal knight to the royal family - while she was afraid to be tortured and killed for her curse, she has fond memories of spending time with the high stands, impressing young ladies, attending events and being there for her homeland.

Even though she now might be seen as a traitor, she’s sure there is at least someone missing her.

[thejadedcowboy-blog]

good morning Sunshine!

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do you mean that lucatiel is the oscar in ds2? Sorry! i think your idea is really cool I'm just dumb and not understanding.

It’s okay! Sometimes I’ve got hard time catching the red thread XDWell, I lately found the old anime again and it just really gave me the ideas. Of course Lucatiel isn’t 100% the same and has her very own backstory and story to tell. But I find them an interesting to compare. There are similar characters, too.

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is lady oscar anri?

Well I don’t really know. Depends how people headcanon Anri and what the upbringing is. 

Personally I like to pick traits and inspiration for Lucatiel’s past since I think by her blooming years she also serves as a high ranked knight. ( Just look at her uniform ) Surely she’d have to fight against struggles as well.It’s really tragic story as well.Basically, Lady Oscar was born in a family of generals. Since only men could achieve the title in family and basically work as generals - her father named and raised her as a man. Even in French court she wears men uniform and prefers to be treated as a man - but of course that doesn’t always happen. 

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I love lady Oscar, fite me.

[birdblinder]

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[parviocula]

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░ ► ❝ Sometimes I do ponder. Even if something cured me, there is no way I could forgive how the cursed were treated... Well, of course a knight is a mere pawns in bigger picture. ❞ Perhaps new life could be arranged there. A band of knights. Perhaps. Finding her brother still held her hopeful. || @darkseraphscorner

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░ ► ❝ I put grudges aside a long ago. Loyalty to our lords are past. No one misses an undead, no matter who we used to be. This land, all the flaws included, is a sanctuary to the branded. There are no limits what people in fear may do. ❞ There was a sigh. She never believed in mercy. Leaving by her own choice before anyone found out. How many wishful minds were left to be tortured for their curse. || @knightshonour

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From a young, humble born low rank soldier to high ranking knight.  She lived tough childhood full of poverty and battles. Let’s just admire her.

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░ ► Trail of dead hollows lead to the knight, one leaning against a mossy wall with crossed arms. Her chin pointed down towards her chest as if vulnerably asleep. Perhaps, those unfortunate around the floor assumed the same - if they even had any comprehension left.

     ❝ You seem to have your mind all together. ❞ The knight suddenly spoke. Lifting her head just a bit. Such gruesome scene. She didn’t wish to be targeted by wrong conclusions.   ❝ I have no intentions to harm anyone without reason. You are free to pass, as you like. ❞ || @desert-warmth