#ithadel

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Concern | AF 2025 - 14

My final attack of the year was a revenge for a lovely drawing Marker made of Ithadel mending some clothing!

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Perspective & pose were referenced from a combo of existing references + a patron pose request from @adorkastock

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( Continued from here | Old thread tag)

@giaunt :

Ingvar noticed Ithadel staring as though about to speak, and he tilted his head, curious to hear that which he said. Why, upon hearing it, his heart must have sunken to the very soles of his boots. "O— of course. I may be... doing so," replied he softly, though he quickly realized that there existed a terrible problem. If he were to back up, then he would need to get up from whence he knelt. And if he should stand... oh, Goddess, how greatly would he frighten the poor creature, if he were this afraid of him kneeling there? He felt his chest tighten as though his heart were seized by some invisible, gargantuan grasp; and hesitated. (Could he see it, the creature? Could he see the terror in his eyes about what it was his backing upmight wrought?) No. No, no; he could not simply remain there. He'd already told him he would provide him more space. And this he truly had no trouble doing, if only he needn't stand for it. But he must. And to it he had already agreed. He swallowed, and nodded, and he put both hands upon his front thigh and stood only so far as need be in order for his back leg to leave the ground, and he tip-toed five or six little steps back (for, crouched so, it was not easy to take normal strides), which were about equivalent to three steps of a normal gait — that was, normal for a being so large. And just as soon as he had done this, he knelt again, and attempted to make himself look as small as possible, shoulders hunched and head low, trunk bent downwards at the waist, and weight upon the hands which were atop the upright thigh.

The sound of the giant’s movement was quieter than Ithadel expected. In those first few moments before Ithadel could tell which direction that motion took, it was hard for even him to tell whether his throat tightened more with dread for his own safety, or with his mortification at having his irrational plea indulged. 

Either way, Ithadel dropped his forehead to one lifted knee in a selfish search for the muffling dark therein. He tried to tell himself that the twist in his stomach was illness.

It wasn’t, of course.

Rather than face that queasy tangle of emotion, Ithadel forced himself to straighten and open his eyes as soon as the sound of rustling foliage and the shifting of immense weight upon the earth stopped. His shoulders soon slumped with relief. He’d braced himself for the giant’s full standing height, a spectre which for the moment he’d been spared… and it truly was an immense relief to feel less loomed-over. 

It was easier to meet the giant’s gaze, now, at this distance; easier to see the worried pinch of the giant’s expression for what it was, to take in the self-effacing hunch of his figure. Ithadel still found it difficult to believe that the giant’s motivation was truly something so simple as altruism… but even so, guilt rose in his chest. 

Enough of this. Ithadel was being cowardly and rude. It was unacceptable conduct, and poor strategy besides.

He dropped his hand from his mouth to wrap both arms around his chest instead. “Thank you. You… you didn’t have to do that,” Ithadel said, hoarse at first. He cleared his throat and forced more strength into his words. “And… I’m sorry. I’ve been disrespectful, thus far.”

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It got lonely out there, in the vast expanse of space with nobody else but a crew of appendages. And so a certain ship's AI found themselves registered for some sort of...pen pal programme.

But how to approach this...?

[ Hello..or would 'greetings' be more appropriate?

I apologise, I have not done anything like this before. Reaching out to someone through mail, that is.

Oh right.

Introductions.

Hello, I go by the designation Fives. I have recently signed up for this programme in hopes of making a friend. Or at least an aquaintance.

Nice to meet you.

-5 ]

(Answering with Ithadel from over on @justassorted !)

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It took Ithadel longer than he’d like to admit to actually work up the will to read the message, but in the end, replying was easier than he had feared. This person contacted him first, after all; ignoring them would tip this entire guilty exercise over into cruelty, and that, he refused to do.

[Greetings,

Either is common and perfectly acceptable. It largely depends on how formal one wishes to seem. I can’t fault your instincts, though; “greetings” does seem particularly suited to a first meeting, doesn’t it?

You’re doing fine. Though I’ll admit that my own experience here is… limited, at least for social purposes. I’m used to sending mail, but it is usually for work. 

You may call me Dell. I’ve been—]

Ithadel deleted that. Breathed. He couldn’t think of a single way to directly address or reciprocate that part of the message that didn’t make him feel sick in one way or another, and so eventually he gave up. 

[You may call me Dell. It is very good to meet you as well. I hope we may continue to get to know one another.

I like your signature.

-Dell ]

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Art fight attack for @justassorted !

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[ID: An illustration of a gargoyle statue atop a white marble pillar, surrounded by symbolic elements as described below. End ID.]

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An icon that I put together for my general rp blog a while back! Featuring Ithadel in stoneform, plus more symbolic representations of all the main characters on the blog: Mirian (caffeine molecule and centipede), Ithadel (eye beads), Oscar (roses and sunflowers), and Skitter (centipede). Art Blog | Bluesky | DeviantArt

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It’s always interesting to me to think of some of the changes Ithadel has lived through over the course of his 700-year life.

I’ve talked about medical developments and the shift in average heights before, but here’s one more — language! English is only one example, since Ithadel is a bit of a polyglot, but even just since the 1300s, accent/pronunciation, sentence construction, and many words have all shifted noticeably.

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Ithadel has toe beans. What terminology should be used?

Paw pads

Foot pads

Soles

Voting ended onJul 31, 2025

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Details: Ithadel

I think one part of how Ithadel has managed to stay so isolated for so long is that… at his emotional core, he simply cannot accept that someone else might find it fulfilling to be able to do something nice for him.

I don’t think he can even fully accept the notion that someone else might find it pleasant to know that he likes something about them.

And that’s kind of a hurtful thing!

It’s painful to try to befriend someone who doesn’t let you be kind to him, and who is convinced that anything kind he might say to you would be discomforting or meaningless at best.