In honor of that, I'll be posting some of the ORIGNIAL art from 2023 and also some WIPs that I never got around to finish oR am currently working on!
waaay back in Ye Olden Days of 2023, I came up with this AU like. On a whim. On a silly billy whim like "lmao Alexi x Dagoth Ur maybe idk"
I also made this really dumb comic cause Alexi follows the Green Pact
and This!
and then after that i basically forgot the AU existed UNTIL about mid March in 2024, with this sketch file
and then began my great turnaround with this AU, because INITIALLY it was just meant to be Alexi and maybe Armina, but after this, it turned into Armina's AU.
There was a second sketch page
The beginnings of one drawing (never finished)
The start of a family portrait (also never finished)
and then I started building the storyline around how the 6th House cult was affecting Armina, Tera, and Tel, AND how she'd sell her soul to Clavicus Vile to kill Dagoth Ur
there was also an attempt at a traditional painting of Teldryn, but it didn't get very far.
In more recent months, I decided that instead of Schrodinger's divorce, Alexi and Dagoth Ur actually DID kinda get together in an awful horrible way, much akin to how the AU all started! This is when Armina's nose changed shape to match Voryn's (before he broke it and it got crooked)
The most recent projects I'm working on for this AU is an animatic/animation maybe and another portrait of Armina
I also had a brief spinoff idea based on The Plagues from the Prince of Egypt, and it centers around the idea that Armina never figured it out and escaped the cult, rather, she stayed and rose to the rank of Housefather, taking on the name Dagoth Agna (or technically Anga after the Ayliedoon word for cold as associated with metal), and having some kind of joint leadership with her father, while her sister attempts to get her to see the lie she's living or smth, idk. there's one doodle for that and here's a snippet
Additionally, there's a little bit of writing, and it's. kinda old.
My name is Armina.
I know everyone calls me Dagoth Armin, but my real name is Armina. No one calls me Armina aside from my mother, Alexi, and my sister, Terastelle. And sometimes my uncles.
I look pretty different from most of my family. They're all grey and I'm kind of brown-ish. Even Tera is grey, but she's got different ears and hair from my uncles.
I look sort of like my mother, but she's very pale, and sort of pink. Her hair is almost as white as Tera’s, and a lot lighter than mine. It's also smoother than mine.
My hair is sort of yellow, and sort of curly, but not as curly as Tera’s. She has blue red eyes, and I have green dark eyes. My mother has eyes, too. They're blue-ish, but I get uncomfortable if I look at them for too long.
I think my dad has red dark eyes. He's grey too, like Tera and my uncles, but not the same grey as Tera. I don't look at him very often. I spend most of my time with my mother and Tera, but it's always interesting when I see him.
I have seven uncles. And a lot of extended family, but I don't know if they're related to me or just a part of the Family. I don't think it really matters, we're all family anyway.
My mother brings these weird metal things with her everywhere. Usually when I see my dad, he's asking for them. I've started seeing him more often, though.
Like now! He walks into the room where me and Tera are sitting. She's playing with a fire spell. Little flames dance around her fingertips. Her white hair is long and coily. My dad's is dark blueish black, and it sits longer than hers, but it's smooth. The last time me and Tera pulled one of her curls taught, it was really long, almost to her knees. His falls somewhere around the middle to bottom of his back.
He has his face showing today. His eyes are red dark eyes. His nose is sort of crooked. He's very tall, much taller than my mother. He comes and stands next to me and Tera.
“What are you two doing?” he asks.
Tera looks up at him and grins. “I learned a new spell!” she says.
He nods. “Splendid.” I don't know what that word means, but he sounds happy.
“I picked up a big sword today,” I tell him. “One of the heavy ones, but not the really big ones.”
He gives me a long look, but I don't think he's mad. He nods slowly. “Interesting…”
I want to show him, so I get up and grab his hand and drag him to where the swords are. He follows me, hunched over to hold my hand. Once we get to the room, I run over to the big swords and grab one by the handle and the cover. I heave it up off the rack and carefully try to balance it while only holding the handle.
He watches me quietly, leaning against the wall. “Are you sure it's not too big for you to pick up?” he asks, making a motion with his hand to the sword.
“I've got it!” I tell him, holding it up a little. Then, I drop it, because I don't actually have it.
Tera comes in at the noise and stares at me for a while. “Wow, Armina, you picked that whole sword up,” she says.
I nod and run over to her. “Can you pick it up with magic?” I ask. Tera’s the best magical person I know. She's done more spells than anyone else. She's better than our mother, and probably better than my uncles and dad.
Tera grins and puts her hand out towards the sword. Her face scrunches up and she grunts, trying to lift the sword. It wobbles a little from side to side, but doesn't do much more than that. She relaxes and huffs. “Wow, Armina, you've gotta be really strong,” she says, looking over at me and wiping her forehead sweat away with her sleeve.
Tera wears thicker robes than me, because she could enchant hers with some kind of cold spell. I asked my mother how she did it, but she seemed to be more worried about some kind of gem. I don't know why, though.
Happy birthday,you awful terrible traumatic AU, i love you so much and what a journey it's been so far!
