#klatch

[veni-vici-vetinari]

[pratchettquotes]

"Some of these are powerful nations, gentlemen. Many of them don't like Klatch's current expansionist outlook, but they don't like us much, either."

"Whyever not?" said Lord Selachii.

"Well, because during our history those we haven't occupied we've tended to wage war on," said Lord Vetinari. "For some reason the slaughter of thousands of people tends to stick in the memory."

"Oh, history," said Lord Selachii. "That's all in the past!"

"A good place for history, agreed," said the Patrician solemnly.

Terry Pratchett, Jingo

[jekyllandhamlet]

Just realized I forgot to post this! A selection of my Klatchian designs after I read Jingo. Namely, the prince brothers from Al Khali One of Khufurah's stated hounds 71-Hour Ahmed, design mostly taken from @mushroom-punk And Janil from the Goriff family in Ankh-Morpork

ignore how little effort I put into every shoe please but oo look at the effort in the clothes oooo you wanna so bad

[ansatsu-sha]

In the jungles of central Klatch there are, indeed, lost kingdoms of mysterious Amazonian princesses who capture male explorers for specifically masculine duties. These are indeed rigorous and exhausting and the luckless victims do not last long.*

* This is because wiring plugs, putting up shelves, sorting out the funny noise in attics and mowing lawns can eventually reduce even the strongest constitution.

Terry Pratchett / Eric

[dimity-lawn]

[fullmoonfireball]

Time For Crab

this is Klatch! they’re not here to cause mischief like the island’s more well-known crabs, they just like to hang out, and they love parties! their favourite spot to hang out is the Coffee Shop- especially since they like eating the beans

[alex-leweird]

Making some redesing for the horsemen of Discworld. Famine is based on Klatch's fashion. The personality is the same of the books (Sourcery, Thief of Time) where he is a arrogant and a bit tsundere.

[pratchettpatricianpages]

After a short while a guard said, “Seven is pretty good. But it’s just melons.”

Colon opened his eyes.

The Klatchian guard twitched his robe aside. Half a dozen throwing knives glinted. And so did his teeth.

Lord Vetinari nodded. To Colon’s growing surprise he did not seem to be watching the tumbling melons at all.

“Four melons and three knives,” he said. “If you would care to give the knives to my charming assistant Beti…”

“Who?” said Nobby.

“Oh? Why not seven knives, then?”

“Kind sirs, that would be too simple,” said Lord Vetinari. “I am but a humble tumbler. Please let me practice my art.”

“Beti?” said Nobby, glowering under his veils.

Three fruits arced gently out of the green whirl and thumped on to Al-jibla’s tray.

-Jingo, Terry Pratchett