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commission for @skxrbrand, this time has a lot of eyes
KHADE 2.0!
God of the Catboys~
SO I wasn't satisfied with my original version of Khade, and decided to redraw him. Trashed the flame aesthetic; Khorne and Tzeentch already have fire (red and blue respectively) as one of their aspects, so I decided to go with a relative of fire instead: Electricity.
I also decided to make Khade a felid (namely the Homotherium), since thematically it works well with him being a rival of Tzeentch (Tzeentch is bird coded) and a rival of Khorne (Khorne is dog coded). Cats are some of the finest Predators, the biggest cats EASILY clear some of the biggest canines, and so it makes sense Khorne would look at Khade and go "Oh shit".
Tzeentch's influence can be seen in his extra eyes, his feathers, bright candy-red coloration (as opposed to the blood reds of Khornate daemons), and even his rosettes appear to be (and probably are) eyes or some sort. And of course, the two extra mouths.
Of course it's not a Jaxter blog without a size comparison. In the event Khade re-assembles himself, this is how he'd stack up to Khorne:
In true GW fashion, his design is getting changed with no in-lore explanation :)
Khade! :> First Khade of 2017 xD
Made during the stream! :>
Prev / N'kari's Palace, Island of Ulthuan, Dungeons
₪ 𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐊𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄.
The voice of the Red God echoed off the the dungeons of N'kari's Palace, the dim, spacious chamber misted with Slaaneshi narcotics. Skarbrand flinched visibly when he heard it, when he realized he had been spotted, despite his careful steps. The Unmaker's voice was not as before; it's power and majesty restrained by a prison of flesh. No, the recent surfeit of souls and death had prompted the god-strand to slip his binds and now there he was in his full, leonine magnificence.
Even with all his size and presence, Skarbrand could not make him out will among the shadows which he quickly determined to be unnatural. All he could see was a dark shape of large suggestion and eyes, far too many of them, leering at him from the dark. There was a rhythmic rumble, which he came to realize was the deity's breathing, pattering off the dark, smooth bricks like gentle rain.
₪ 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄. 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃, 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐓. Khade lifted a massive limb, tipped with long, crimson claws. Skarbrand tensed and willed himself not to retreat anymore than the single step he'd taken. But the god only pointed in the direction of civilized lands.
₪ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐘.
" I know which way south lies."
₪ 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐄𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄. Khade shifted, his tone ponderous. Skarbrand watched him closely, ignoring the way his pulse sped up. 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑-𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐃𝐎𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐒 𝐊𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐑𝐒. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐊, 𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐊𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄.
" We made no formal accords. No pacts of blood were made to bind us together." Skarbrand growled defensively. " You have gained power in my absence. You have slithered into the mind of my brother, whilst I was away." The Reaper stood straighter, angry the other god had encroached on his brother's soul in such a way.
" I tire of the lands of men. Of the cities of elves." Skarbrand snarled, " And I have sprung you from one of your prisons, to no reward. Can you not free your other selves, or are you a babe I must accompany and watch over?"
Khade moved, quick as a flash. There was a sound like a clap of thunder and the very walls and earth seemed to shake. A great hand had slammed down mere inches from the Bloodthirster and, on reflex, the Reaper's axes were in hand. He found himself staring into the brilliant blue gaze of his father's brother, lit with indignant fury. White fangs glinted at him and whatever shadow magic that had been laid upon the dungeons seemed to abate if only to give Skarbrand a better look at the Red God threatening him.
₪ 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄, 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑. 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐇 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐓.
Skarbrand's face rather suggested he disagreed with that and indeed, even Khade knew he was broken quite literally into pieces. And one of those pieces were gone. The Bloodthirster snorted, smoke issuing from his nostrils.
" And I am not your daemon. Kha'xanzyr might've surrendered his name to you, but I am not yours to command."
₪ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐌𝐄? Khade's tone was dangerous. Skarbrand grimaced.
"You are a god. You should not need aid, 'o feared Unmaker."
The chamber rung with another growl from Khade, but his fury was restrained to just that sound. It was there, and then gone like a flash of light, smothered behind a shadowy look of consideration.
₪ 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑. The Panthera God drawled at last, pulling his hand-paw back into the inky, unnatural darkness. 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐃, 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑. Khade could not help but lilt the last sentence, sneering and bemused.
₪ 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐇 𝐀𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄, 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐇 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐎.
You're just a little hater
Playing around with Khade's Rune. It's uh....certaintly something!
What if Khade sounded like Idris Elba
Prev / Palace of the Arch-Tempter, Ulthuan
He dreams of fire.