#sidereal exalted

[artbydungeon]

Happy Calibration @skarchomp!!

I love me a chosen of Journeys, and Katram is super cute!

I love that she loves trains, and I think of the Sidereals working in Yu Shan as constantly trying to spin too many plates at one time.

This made me think of the scene in Wallace and Gromit: The Wrong Trousers with one of the greatest chase scenes in all time:

Despite being nervous, I think Katram would do a good job building a track on the fly.

I hope I did your gal justice!

[toxinfox]

Happy Exalted Secret Santa, @emmacreative ! I had a lot of fun drawing Persistent Change of 1000 Deaths, surrounded by some of the tools of her trade (with a little pattern spider buddy!)

Keep scrolling for detail shots, and a numbered list of the horrible things on that table. ;)

@shiftingpath I'm done!

[antisociiaal]

I love them, oh my god.

[the-astralescent-depths]

The actual power fantasy of being a sidereal is just secure employment

[someguysart]

Week 3: NPC - Chejop Kejak

Get in the warstrider, Shinji.

Made as part of theuncrucified's Exalted Art Challenge

[dice-wizard]

Being an Exalted fan is the fucking worst I want to tell everyone about how fucking amazing the campaign I'm in is but people who have no exposure to the game can't understand a word I have to say about it

I want to tell you all that my Chosen of Secrets Sidereal is currently navigating the political situation in Wu Jian like he's in an episode of One Piece but you only understood the last eight words didn't you

(lighthearted)

[fourwillows]

Exalted Secret Santa Post!!! @shiftingpath Hat tip to the host

(The second portrait is by AnnaCory)

Kingfisher is a Sidereal Chosen of Secrets. He's just got the one outfit. Feel free to design new stuff, though, within his color scheme (he's like a kingfisher, duh, a saturated cool deep base color, and maybe variations on the base, with small warm accents.) He likes asymmetrical clothes and showing some skin. You don't work for abs like that and then cover them up. You can check out my inspiration Pinterest board here:

45 Kingfisher Inspiration ideas in 2024 | kingfisher, mens outfits, fantasy clothing

Nov 30, 2024 - Explore cube's board "Kingfisher Inspiration" on Pinterest. See more ideas about kingfisher, mens outfits, fantasy clothing.

If you'd like to do a combat scene, he practices a martial art that uses the sword or trident, called the Malachite Fangs of the Tide. I didn't do a mechanical writeup for it yet. Visually, think of sea snakes; it's fluttering and coiling, a thrashing ribbon, exploiting flexible weapons and striking with fingers like fangs.

Visual motifs: feathers, wings, the trident and star-disc. Contrast between skintight and drapey clothing; knotted cords.

His anima is a slowly expanding, many-petaled flower, like a lotus constantly opening. At the outer portions, the petals gradually become elongated and feather-like; they split at the margins and become elongated. It acts like ripples of something moving across water; every so often, a lotus opens at his Caste mark and stays in place while he moves past it.

I'd prefer not to see any injury or horror stuff. Demons being weird but not gory/violent are fine. Please notice that all these characters are dark-skinned, not European light.

[benk625-blog]

Tomorrow I will run my 2nd game of the 2nd season of my Exalted Essence/Lunars campaign. Below is a monologue I wrote for an NPC.

Tea with the Green Lady, Chosen of Jupiter, Head of the Convention on the Dead

Your host is garbed in dark green mourning attire, the shoulders have been rent open as if torn by grief. A black veil obscures the finer details of her visible face. Her skin is pale, raven colored hair is done up in a bun that is held in place by emerald studded, ivory chopsticks. Her wine red lips are pressed together so as to not betray any emotion. The Green Lady bids you to sit with a gesture and pours the tea herself. There is no one else in the room to attend the ceremony despite her high status. 

You drink in silence. The tea is a blend that is both familiar and mysterious. The smell and taste makes you ponder things that are best unspoken, memories that you have not shared with another soul come to mind. The Chosen of Jupiter consults the leaves at the bottom of her mug, frowning slightly.

She speaks:

In ancient times, before the gods, before Creation itself all was Chaos and Void. All or nothing. Riotous potentialities screaming defiance at nothingness itself. Out of the Chaos came the titans, primordial beings that gave shape to the chaos surrounding them. Time, Space, Matter and Energy were their playthings. 

One of these Ancients was Gaia. She was composed of the 5 terrestrial elements: Air, Earth, Fire, Water and Wood. The others of her kind combined their genius with hers and formed Creation as we know it. To aid Gaia in running and maintaining Creation the Ancients made the gods. The gods were given dominion over the world and they dwelt on the Blessed Isle. Limits were placed on those spirits. A great geas prevented them from raising arms against their masters.

In time the gods began to resent the Ancients. Cruel and capricious, they destroyed vast swaths of Creation in fits of pique. Incarna, the most powerful of the gods, began to plot a revolution. In secret they were aided by Gaia and The Maker. Taking some of their Essence, the Maker forged the Exalted Shards. These shards fused with the souls of heroic mortals Exalting them above all others.

The Exalted made war against the Ancient Enemies of the Gods and cast them out of the heavenly city of Yu-Shan. Those that surrendered became the demonic Yozi and they were imprisoned in the body of their god-king Malfeas. Those that fell dead in battle became something else entirely.

Before the Divine Revolution the souls of dead mortals would travel to River Lethe to have their memories washed away. Then the Wheel of Reincarnation would transport the refreshed souls back to the Loom of Fate to be woven back into the Tapestry to live again. Ancients had souls far too complicated for the Wheel and broke it. That which had never been born could not truly die.

These broken, dead monstrosities drifted toward the Void. They sleep walked towards Oblivion, hoping to stop the ceaseless nightmares of betrayal, humiliation and violent defeat. Nothingness eluded them. They could not let go of Creation too much of their power and will was invested in the living world. To achieve their nihilistic goal, all of Creation had to die with them. But they could not do it themselves. Defeat imposed an unshakable somnolent state. All they could do was mumble blasphemies in their phantasmagoric torpor.

The Exalted and the Maker repaired the Wheel of Reincarnation, but it would never be the same. Dead souls washed along the shores of Lethe without being cleansed. Like the Neverborn they could not return to the living world, nor could they let it go. The dreams of the dead titans mingled with the memories of mortals and took shape as The Underworld. This hellscape was a dark and twisted parody of Creation. 

Most mortal souls did their best to recreate the world they left behind and created new petty rivalries and hierarchies among their fellow dead. Others heard the Whispers of Oblivion and began to worship the sleeping titans found in the lowest levels of the Underworld. Madness and boons were given to these twice damned dead. These priests of nothingness carved labyrinthine paths to Oblivion from which there is no escape.

The theology of the Neverborn is built upon a contradictory pair of goals: all must succumb to Oblivion; Creation must die so that the Neverborn may be embraced by Oblivion as well. Weak souls succumb to the Whispers and cast themselves into the ultimate end. The stronger ones are able to resist the call of the void and plot the death of all life. The tension of choosing continued existence in opposition to holy unbeing drives most of them mad.

There is a very select few that have amassed incredible power, the Deathlords. In the last few years Deathlords have crafted a new weapon in their crusade against living; Deathknights. These warriors appear to be connected to the recently released Solar Exalted.

This is the result of centuries of research. Much of it I have collected or supervised those who gathered it. You are being extended the honor of assisting me in this endeavor. You will pass on to me what you learn on Darkmist Isle regarding the Deathknights.