#mantichor

[venusmage]

After literally like 6 months of trying and failing to draw her, I finally have a design for my cleric! Her name is Mirage, and she spent most of her childhood stuck in the feywilds. She’s scared to get dragged back so she’s always wearing iron or tarnished silver to repel them. I have her in both D&D and in an original setting >:3c!

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[ursca]

He bows down his branches, from which now come forth discordant cries. Antony feels as if he were torn asunder, and his horror is increased on seeing the Mantichor, a gigantic red lion with a human figure and three rows of teeth:

"The iridescence of my scarlet hide blends into the shimmering brightness of the desert sands. Through my nostrils I exhale the horror of the lonely places of the earth. I spit out pestilence. I consume armies when they venture into the desert." "My nails are twisted into talons, like drills, and my teeth are cut like those of a saw; my restless tail prickles with darts, which I shoot left and right, before me, behind. Watch!" The Manticore shoots the quills of his tail, which spread out like arrows on every hand. Drops of blood drip down, spattering the leaves of the trees.

- Gustave Flaubert, The Temptation of Saint Anthony