#daretti

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Daretti, Scrap Savant

Artist: Dan Murayama Scott TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[almostlookedhuman]

[xantchaslegacy]

All Revved Up

(Full fic on my Ao3 here - I only posted the first 1/4 of this fic to Tumblr cuz the rest gets slightly spicy ;) )

All Ghirapur was alive with celebration.

Citizens, racers, and the denizens of two dozen planes filled the streets, danced in the plazas, and drank on every corner.

Endriders led fans and fellow racers alike in their bellowing, raucous celebration chants. Drones of the Guidelight Voyagers whirled overhead and underfoot, delighting the children as they added to the mechanical dance of servos and thopters in every street and canal-way. Speedbrood racers passed out cups of spiced tea and regaled any passer-by who would listen with the song-tales of brave insects who had ascended to become vehicles for the swarm.

There was boasting, feasting, and revelry everywhere one looked.

And through the crush of celebration and revelry, two figures went.

A race had been run. A race was done.

A race was won, even, just not by either of them.

"It's an impressive feat," Daretti said, half thoughtfully, half-ruefully to his companion, watching the Amonkhet champions give children rides on the zombified hippos that had pulled their winning team to first place. "Mighty beasts, sure, but who'd've thought they'd beat our machines?"

"It's humbling," agreed Pia Nalaar, pushing close to Daretti's mechanical chair to let a drunken shark-woman sidle past. "There’s plenty of work in the year ahead if we want get the first win for Avishkar."

Daretti’s rubbed his chin. “Plenty of work indeed. For all of us who came up short.” He grinned. “You’ll all be choking on the Rocketeer’s dust next year, of course.”

Pia snorted. "Of course."

On cue, a quartet of goblins trundled cross their path, bellowing out a raucous fight song, and clearly well into the wooden pitchers of ale that they were clanking together with surprising deftness. 

Daretti sighed. "A discussion for another day. win or lose, they’ve all earned a night's celebration."

"It will be a few night's celebration, if memory serves," Pia said with a smirk.

"Ghirapur knows how to throw a party," Daretti conceded. "Your whole plane feels aether-charged sometimes."

"Is that a positive?"

He laughed. "It can be."

“It’s not home though, is it?”

“Mm.” Daretti tapped the arm of his chair. “No. But home will have to wait for now.”

“Somewhere I might have heard of?” Pia favored him with a small smile. “My daughter-”

“Still has her spark, yes?”

“Yes.”

Daretti nodded. “That’s good. It’s not an easy thing, to be cut off from so much of...of everything.” He looked around the crowd. “But this is a nice corner of everything to be stuck on, as places go.”

“I wish I could go with her, sometimes.” Pia’s smile turned wistful. “Sometimes it feels like karma for letting letting her run around Ghirapur as a child.”

“Kids will go where they go; I’m sure Junior’s no exception.”

"And you?” Pia pulled a lock of hair behind her ear. “Where are you headed? Off to rest?"

Daretti shook his head. "Rest'll be for later. All this excitement makes me want to get something done."

Pia laughed. "That makes more sense than anything else that's happened today."

"It's been an odd...well, let's be honest, three days."

"That it has." She felt a smile lingering on her face. "but I understand. I have a hundred ideas for next year already, and I don't want to wait a moment before getting a start on them."

Daretti laughed. It was a rough laugh, but genuine and hearty. "Lots of work ahead. not sure it'll all get done tonight."

"Mm. I'd like to write my ideas down, at least."

He nodded. "The Rocketeers' hangar is close by. I'd be happy to lend you some parchment and ink while I work."

"Parchment and ink? Very traditional," she remarked, with a smirk. "That would be lovely, thank you."

[art-of-mtg]

Daretti, Scrap Savant (Commander 2014) - Dan Murayama Scott

[elspeth-tirel]

Round 1

Daretti Vs. Chandra Nalaar

Daretti

Chandra Nalaar

Voting ended onFeb 4, 2023

[dissonant-aria]

Disasterwalker 2023!

Where you vote for the most Gremlin-brained, rat-bastard, wet blanket, disaster of a planeswalker (or Mishra)!

Round 1:

Daretti / Ob Nixilis

Daretti / Ob Nixilis

Daretti

Ob Nixilis

Voting ended onFeb 16, 2023

(Please reblog after voting!)

[toweringclam]

Where are they now?

No seriously where? We haven't seen any of these planeswalkers since War of the Spark or earlier. We have no confirmation of their current status. What are they up to? Will any of them show up in March of the Machines or Aftermath?

I'm leaving out planeswalkers who:

haven't shown up in a canon story yet (Grist, Aminatou)

were last seen imprisoned and presumably that hasn't changed (Ugin, Bolas)

were name-dropped in a way that confirms their current status (Samut)

are dead (Dack, Gideon)

Daretti deserves a special mention because he was supposed to appear in War of the Spark but got cut, making his last appearance in 2016's Conspiracy: Take the Crown.

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Daretti, Ingenious Iconoclast by Svetlin Velinov