#atlacatl

[c-rowlesdraws]

it's the young lady in my icon again!! It's Chrysanthemum. I wanted to update her outfit to have it look more like clothes someone raised by a human would choose, because she never actually met another person of her species until she was a young adult. She also likes sewing and embroidery, and has been making/modifying her own clothes for a long time (out of necessity and also for fun), so her little top and the long, flowy part of her headdress (and her pants in the second sketch) have decorative flourishes.

Pata in the second sketch has lived away from his homeland and in a more multicultural area for a few years, so his actual everyday clothes also somewhat resemble the clothes worn by humans and other sorts of people-- but here he's dressed in a traditional outfit to show both the fashion contrast and height/build contrast between Chrysanthemum and an average adult of her species.

[craven-cryptid]

This is an original character created from @c-rowlesdraws original D&D race, the Atlacatl. Meet Tistal the Oath of Ancients Paladin! (Ignore the spear he's just a babby)

Tumblr will NOT let me post everything in one post so the blurb goes in the reblog :/

[axollyon]

i love redrawing memes with my ocs

[conflitdecanard]

Custom Commission for @dozy-draconequus !

Thank you again for commissioning me !

Commission infos - Art Tag - Doodle Tag

[macabrecabra]

The Inktober for today took a while  due to details but it was WORTH IT! 

This is Balidon (real name Atlacatl) a demon summoned by an Aztec priestess as her familiar. He takes the form of a powerful Aztec warrior but when agitated or using his power to bring up a storm, he reveals the more demonic form beneath and it is often the last thing enemies of the empire would see before being devoured. 

Anyways, enjoy! This one was a lot of fun to do once I got the details down how I liked! 

[xaubun]

Patli Yul

An Atlacatl Whirling Dervish Swashbuckler!

She’s too friendly for her own good but won’t let that stop her! And she thinks glowing mushrooms are neat. I plan to play her in an upcoming campaign.

Atlacatl race originally by @c-rowlesdraws

[c-rowlesdraws]

Wait, we're on Axolotls now? I'm in for it of course, but I can't help but feel I've missed a beat somewhere.

I've been drawing my axolotl people since 2017! I come back to them now and again and I've never forgotten them. Chrysanthemum, one of the few atlacatl characters I've drawn multiple times and given a name, lives in the same world (and is in the same story) as Sweet Pea the gnoll and Nettle the goblin, actually. The very first picture of her I drew (although her character has gone through some major changes since) is also where my icon comes from!

[c-rowlesdraws]

"unusually great size and strength" is that like how if you severely stress out an irl axolotl theyll turn into actual salamanders? thats really cool worldbuilding

oohh, I actually hadn't thought of that idea, but I love it! I'm definitely adopting that as one ancient-and-now-taboo method of "creating" warriors-- forcing a brave volunteer to metamorphose does make them bigger and stronger, but apart from being a traumatic process, it also shortens their lifespan and makes them unable to breathe underwater, which cuts them off from participating fully in community life. They might be better able to defend their community in a conflict than their friends and family are, but the cost is significant.

The other method of creating a stronger warrior that I had already come up with is by encouraging, through deprivation of other food, a newly-hatched tadpole to consume a number of its siblings as it grows. In the old days, a clutch or two every generation would be conceived especially for this purpose, so the parents and community could sort of emotionally prepare for what they were getting into, but it was still a pretty grim scene. The cannibal tadpole would grow up into an adult of exceptional size and strength, with (mercifully) little to no memory of how they'd started life, but there would always be a stigma around them, and it was definitely an "at-what-cost" sort of practice. These days, it's an unthinkable taboo.

Chrysanthemum was found as a tadpole in the stagnant shallows of her ruined village by her adoptive human dad, with not a sibling in sight. He's told her all her life that she must have been a single overlooked egg when her family was forced out of their territory, and caught bugs until he came along.

He knows better.