#dragontober

[achaius-is-dead]

dragontober #9: Valentino, my empty-headed bake sale boy

[vinwhoisnotontumb1r]

Been on tumblr for 12 hours. yall will really draw anything and put “tober” after it huh

[notedoesart]

day 2

I got a little behind was gonna finish this the night before but fell asleep

Day 2 is gricko and hootise! I didnt want to make gricko extremely small but he is a fey dragon

And also my first time drawing hootise, pretty proud if it, her one set of claws are off but I didnt feel like fixing them ;×;

[idrawweirddragons]

Drawing a dragon every day of October, day 2

Variable Neon Slug

[otherworldworldy]

31 days of Dragons! (part 1)

[stonefaced-skink]

dragontober day 18: a scribbly koschei! in her little hat.

[atomyarts]

dragontober 2021 | part 2

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Dragontober: A Pocket Full of Gold

Day Six: Gold

Summary: There's a Lord of Fortune they call the name changer, who never keeps a name that long and who betrays anyone they work for. Of course, this isn't who they are, even if they'd probably like to keep people guessing.

Thirty-one single-word prompts, thirty-one one-shots/drabbles about Laidir, a rouge Lord of Fortune and the future leader of the Veilguard.

9:51 Dragon

 “There are no jobs right now.”

 “Well, that’s actual bullshit,” Len says as they flop into the couch Marcus kept in the office for the sole purpose of Len throwing themself onto it. He always humoured the dramatic actions Len had. He never said why, but the ring with the old crest Len once wore and once saw on Antoniette’s brother’s finger was telling in itself. “Not even that pirate?”

 “Admiral Isabela is busy with the Viscount of Kirkwall.” Marcus looks up with a raised eyebrow. “Do you want-“

 “Fuck no. I ain’t going near that guy. Every time he’s around, something happens. He was with the Champion and then the Inquisitor.” Len says instantly. “I just want money. Easy gold, not having to chase dragons or whatever.”

 “It’ll be hard to get money if you don’t,” Marcus says as he writes something down. “Monster slaying is what’s keeping us in the clear. That and pirating.”

 “What’s wrong with a good old-fashioned temple looting?” Len complains. 

 “The fact there may actually be Dalish Gods running around?” Marcus asks. Len rolls their eyes. The rumours of the Inquisitor’s fuck buddy being an elven god were weird.

 “Is there anything I can do to get things back to how they should be? Making me money?” Len complains.

 “Take a job from Varric Tethras,” Marcus jokes.

 “The day I do that, I pick a name and stick to it the rest of my life.” Len declares.

 “I’ll pay to see that!” Marcus laughs.

(A mission comes in on behalf of a noble Rivain a few months later. Marcus takes it, and the former Len is thrilled to actually be working.

 They never knew how it would change their life.)